Wushai's smile seemed to be frozen in a moment. Seven hundred members of the Shankou group were still in full swing, and the next second was quiet. All of this was because those who were forced back by the safety of their relatives who were killed by wushai's gun didn't take a few steps to turn around. Only one of the ten people came out. The speed was so fast that no one could see it clearly His figure didn't even see whether he was holding a knife or two. He only saw that the man was running on the road, and there were people falling down on the left...