Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Han Che turned his head the moment he heard the footsteps, but before he could react, two figures rushed up the stairs.

The leader's face was covered in blood, with a wound that stretched from his forehead to his cheekbone, the blood drying on his face.

Han Che recognized him as Captain Ma of the Phoenix Cry Club, who had previously mocked Mule and his group.

The two men rushed into the second floor without stopping. Captain Ma's eyes swept across the room and locked onto Said, who was sitting by the window. Said had already raised his Tenglong rifle while running.

The chubby teammate followed half a step behind him, and both of their guns were pointed in the same direction at the same time.

Asara, the flamethrower soldier standing next to Saeed, took a step forward, intending to shield Saeed from the bullets.

He never expected that his boss, who was having a good talk with the other party just a moment ago, would suddenly start shooting.

The bullets struck his chest and abdomen almost simultaneously, instantly creating several bloody holes in his combat uniform, from which red liquid gushed out.

The force of the bullet slammed Said's body against the wall, the back of his head hitting the wall with a dull thud. Then his body slowly slid down the wall until he sat on the ground, a deep red stain spreading across his body.

The flamethrower soldier stood in front of Said, taking a few bullets for him.

His armor was not as thick as the machine gunner's, and several bullets pierced through the front of his fireproof suit and entered his body.

His body jolted violently, the muzzle of the flamethrower slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He staggered forward a step, then knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. But he still crawled forward, trying to use his body to continue blocking Said's way.

But it was too late in the end.

Han Che stared at this scene in utter shock.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Han Che turned around abruptly, glaring at the two people from the Phoenix Cry Club who suddenly rushed towards the building, and roared with murderous intent.

Captain Ma only stopped firing when he saw Said and the flamethrower soldier fall down and his bullets ran out.

After hearing Han Che's shout, he slowly turned his head to look at Han Che, his lips twitching upwards to reveal a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, his smile filled with a manic smugness.

He seemed to have been holding it in for a long time before finally blurting it out, "Hehehehehe... Success! Mission accomplished!" He pointed at Said, who was sitting against the wall, "You think your little lousy club can stand on equal footing with us just by killing Said once by luck? Ridiculous!"

"Hehehe... Success! Mission accomplished!" the two roared maniacally. "You think your shabby little club can stand on equal footing with us just by killing Said once by luck? Ridiculous!"

Han Che's pupils contracted sharply. Only then did he realize that all the talk of negotiations and questioning was just a pretext from the very beginning.

The members of the Phoenix Cry Club had no intention of talking to Said about anything; from the moment they entered the dam, their goal was to kill Said.

The reason why Captain Zhao and his team suffered such heavy casualties was because they failed to kill Said.

The remaining two waited on the first floor until the commotion upstairs subsided, allowing Said to relax from combat and then rush up to fire the final few shots.

Captain Ma smiled dismissively, then walked forward.

He completely disregarded Han Che, his gaze bypassing Han Che's shoulder and landing directly on Said, who was sitting against the wall. "Go get his things, let's leave!"

The chubby teammate responded, and the two of them walked around Han Che's position, one on the left and one on the right, heading towards Said.

Han Che didn't turn around, but his hand had already moved. He raised the Giant Wave rifle with one hand, pointing the muzzle backward at Captain Ma, who was about to walk past him.

He didn't turn around, remaining with his back to Captain Ma. "Stop!"

Captain Ma stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Han Che, and smiled sinisterly.

He looked at Han Che's hand holding the gun, then at Han Che's profile, and let out a sneer. "Heh, you dare threaten me? Why are you pointing a gun at me? Hmm? You really think you're one of the top clubs?"

Han Che's hand remained firmly planted on the gun, its muzzle pointing steadily in Captain Ma's direction. He didn't speak, but the anger in his eyes was almost uncontrollable.

Instead of retreating, Captain Ma took a step closer to Han Che.

He walked slowly, deliberately making a loud thud with each step, to show that he was not afraid of Han Che's threats at all.

"Come on, fire! Then everyone in the country will know that your 78 Club betrayed your teammates and the captain of a top club."

He had already walked up to Han Che's gun barrel, raised his head, pressed his forehead against the muzzle, and stared at Han Che with his neck stiff. "What kind of bullshit top club, what kind of bullshit war god? Trash from low-level clubs is trash! After making such a big splash, you really think you're something special!"

Han Che's finger was on the trigger; it would only take a moment to pull it.

But he knew what firing that shot meant. The public opinion storm that had been so hard to quell could be shattered if the Phoenix Club exposed him for betraying his teammate. No one could withstand the accusation of killing the captain of a top club.

But he really wanted to pull the trigger. Captain Ma's face was right in front of his gun, and his arrogant expression was like a thorn in his eye.

"Han Che!"

Qi Yuzhe's voice came from behind him.

Han Che didn't turn around. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try to persuade me..."

But Qi Yuzhe interrupted him with his next words, "Han Che! Look!" Qi Yuzhe's voice was filled with undisguised surprise.

Based on his trust in Qi Yuzhe, he immediately understood that something unexpected must have happened. So he suppressed his anger and turned to look in the direction Qi Yuzhe was pointing.

He saw Said, who was sitting against the wall, suddenly move.

Saeed had several bullet holes in his chest, and blood was gushing out.

His lips were moving as he spat out a mouthful of blood, which flowed down his chin, and his body twitched a few times.

Han Che's eyelids twitched. "Not dead?"

"Not dead?" Han Che was shocked. Based on the previous conversation and Said's extremely steady performance recently, he had just guessed that Said probably didn't have many more chances to be resurrected.

If those two beasts really beat him to death, then there will be no chance left.

But since Saeed is still alive, there's still a chance!