Hua Qiang couldn't believe the arrow lodged in his chest. After a sharp, penetrating pain and a sense of suffocation, Hua Qiang involuntarily fell backward. In the last instant before falling, he mustered all his strength to throw his machete towards the one who shot him.
This catastrophe was suffocating, but for him, it was a chance to rise, to taste the flavor of power, to decide the fate of others instead of being trampled upon and begging for mercy. In his view, good days lay ahead, and he definitely didn't want to die; how could he be willing to die?
Even in death, he wanted to take someone down with him. Unfortunately, a dying man may have explosive force, but his strength is ultimately limited, and the machete fell to the ground halfway.
