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What's Manager Zhang doing now?

He suddenly remembered his temporary ally.

In the thick smoke, the male waiter could only vaguely see the shattered walls and floor; anything farther was not clear, and the clutter made it difficult to tell if the shadows were people.

Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly felt an imminent danger!

The male waiter spun around to dodge, sharp glass shards grazed past his body as the figure charged at him with ferocious momentum!

"Fuck! What are you doing?!"

The male waiter, attacked by his temporary ally, hastily retreated while dodging and cursing at him.

However, Manager Zhang did not respond. His whole demeanor was dark and terrifying, and his attacks were fierce and powerful. A punch, missing its target, smashed the floor to pieces!

The male waiter, seeing the intensity of the other party, knew he was serious!

But facing Manager Zhang's assault, the male waiter barely managed to dodge every time, being forced to retreat continuously under the relentless attack as the surrounding smoke gradually thinned.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis made him decide to block the next attack. His palm went numb from the impact of the other's fist, but he stood his ground firmly.

"Stop! I have a way!"

— This guy wants to force him out to attract gunfire!

"When the military area approaches again soon, we can use this to create chaos and break through! Otherwise, even if you kill me now, there's no benefit!"

The male waiter spoke quickly, while his other hand frantically reached for the grenades in his pocket. But due to his overly hasty actions, several green grenades fell and rolled on the ground.

Manager Zhang's attack paused slightly because of this, and the male waiter seized the opportunity to dart back into the thick smoke.

He had just been outside for a moment and was sniped at; now he didn't dare stand where the smoke was thin, and even retreated several steps vigilantly to hide behind a broken wall.

Just then, as Manager Zhang was about to speak, he suddenly became alert and dropped to the ground, rolling towards cover.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Countless bullets came from all directions, firing wildly without any pattern into the smoky area.

The male waiter's hiding spot was a corner of a broken wall, which shielded him from many of the stray bullets.

He was filled with fear and relief that he had retreated in time, then saw Manager Zhang dive over and, with a roll, joined him in hiding.

The two men silently looked at each other for a moment.

At last, Manager Zhang sighed with regret.

The male waiter, with a head full of sweat, glanced at the grenades on the ground not far away, some of which were nudged by the flying debris.

He was truly afraid they would explode right there.

Accompanied by the random gunfire outside, the sound of heavy military boots faintly approached, and the already dispersing smoke was blown thinner by the wind, leaving little cover besides the night.

The cold moonlight shone down, outlining the ruins.

The male waiter gestured with his eyes at Manager Zhang and then at the grenades on the ground nearby.

Manager Zhang ignored him, instead turning to observe the scene outside through a gap, his left hand unknowingly caressing a dark grey orb.

In the hazy and surreal night, the approaching military looked like orderly pillars, a tight and compact cage, leaving no room for them to break through!

The male waiter carefully crawled outside, trying to retrieve his dropped grenades. Continue your adventure with empire

There was a grenade nearby, but there was no cover to block the view, and he would have to expose half his body to get it.

But going out now would definitely get him shot to pieces.

So, remembering the recent event, the male waiter suddenly looked back at Manager Zhang with an ambiguous expression.

But he was also hesitant, afraid he couldn't win in a fight.

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As the two men trapped thought about how to push each other out to attract gunfire, Capital Commandant, who had ordered the assault, calmly walked into the besieged area with an ordinary-looking pistol in hand.

The surrounding gunfire ceased as he raised a hand, Capital Commandant stepped into the dust, unfazed by the smoke, and headed towards the ruins nearby.

Just now, he saw two figures in the foggy mist, which is why he ordered to fire. However, the other party dodged quickly.

There weren't many places to hide in the area after the bombing, and the only cover nearby was a half-collapsed corner of the wall.

Capital Commandant's heavy boots stepped on the broken bricks, he suddenly stopped, and then looked up at the sky to judge the time.

Perhaps thinking of a quick resolution, Capital Commandant pulled out another grenade from his gun holster, removed the pin, stared emotionlessly at the sparks flying from it.

Calculating the explosion timing, Capital Commandant tossed the burning ammunition.

Clang—"Boom!"

The hefty grenade fell to the ground and exploded instantly!

The explosion sent the two men flying with no coordination, each leaping in opposite directions.

The male waiter, sensing danger and jumping away, grabbed the nearest grenade, pulled its pin without hesitation, and threw it behind him as he was blasted away.

He wasn't targeting Capital Commandant, but tried to blow open an exit at the back.