Tom looked at the Black-robed Person in horror, his face showing disbelief, "Not a Bulletproof Vest?"
The Black-robed Person gave a strange cackle, "An experimental success. Just submit to me, and I'll give you a set of the same protective gear."
With a sneer, Tom collected his shock.
"Dream on!"
Tom snorted.
The next second!
Tom swung his gun around and pulled the trigger.
Bang—
A bullet hit one of the Lizardmen nearby.
It blasted a hole in the Lizardman's chest.
But the Lizardman just stumbled a few steps back.
He didn't fall to the ground as Tom expected.
Tom was stunned.
"What kind of monsters are these?"
Tom cursed in his mind.
"Kehkehkeh..."
"Small caliber pistols have trouble hurting them."
The Black-robed Person helpfully explained to Tom.
Tom frowned, "Thanks a lot."
Tom was not about to surrender without a fight.
His brain was racing to come up with a counter-strategy.
"Don't waste your effort."
"You can't escape."
