But he knew one thing.
The one shooting at him, Billder, was as good as dead.
If he couldn't easily take these people down, then it was time to be direct.
The agent of the 'Simpson Family' roared in representation.
As Billder's magazine ran out of bullets, he charged out.
He still held the gun in his hand, but after firing, Billder had sprinted towards the corridor, not giving Rodney the chance to shoot. To aim at Billder, Rodney had to leave the elevator.
A heavy thud of something cutting the air sounded behind him.
A heavy fire axe came chopping down overhead!
The cutting wind made Rodney's scalp tingle.
Without turning around, Rodney quickly lunged forward.
But it was a bit too slow.
The fire axe cut straight down along his spine, sparks flying.
The strike was effective!
But there was no joy in Galen's face; his hand trembled, almost unable to grasp the axe, and his gaze on Rodney was filled with surprise.
Harder than any tree he had ever chopped!
However, Galen did not stop.
He aimed a sweeping blow at Rodney's neck.
The attack to his back made Rodney, who was chasing Billder, lean forward, his raised arms dropping instinctively, his aiming posture completely ruined. Feeling the wind behind him, Rodney's face was filled with annoyance.
But he didn't turn around.
His gaze was still fixed on Billder.
At this moment, Billder had reloaded his magazine.
Rodney was more concerned about bullets than the axe's cuts.
Rodney raised his arms again and aimed at Billder.
He pulled the trigger, but the bullet flew off to God knows where.
Because, just as Rodney pulled the trigger, Galen's axe had landed precisely on his neck.
Under such an attack, Rodney's aim went wide.
In contrast, the bullet from Billder's gun hit Rodney's body.
Rodney's body involuntarily stepped back.
And in the moment of that step, Galen struck with another axe blow.
Billder and Galen were like the most diligent blacksmiths, repeatedly hammering the scrap metal named 'Rodney'.
Rodney had also battled fierce opponents in the past.
Otherwise, he couldn't have become the Simpson Family's agent and representative in district F.
But that was decades ago!
After he became the Simpson Family's agent and representative in district F, everything changed, especially as his body declined with age, Rodney had grown even more sluggish.
Although he had mechanical enhancements later on, it didn't change the situation.
Because Rodney had to disguise himself as an old man.
Playing possum was one thing.
But if you pretend to be a pig for too long, you become a real pig.
That was the case for Rodney at this moment.
Caught off guard and trapped in a pincer attack, Rodney was indeed in a fluster, especially when bullets and axe were aimed at his head, the Simpson Family's agent and representative was dodging desperately without any regard for himself.
Billder loudly reminded Galen.
Galen immediately swung the axe in a circle, aiming at Rodney's head.
Rodney dodged to the side immediately.
But he didn't avoid it.
The bullet from Billder's gun accurately hit Rodney's face.
Different from the previous sparks.
This time, what splattered was blood.
However, the bullet didn't penetrate Rodney's face, instead, the bullet's head was embedded in Rodney's face.
The chopping axe immediately changed to a horizontal slash.
In a muffled sound, the axe embedded in Rodney's face as well.
The blade nearly split Rodney's face in half.
Without a doubt, this was a fatal wound.
Rodney's gun dropped to the ground, and his whole body slowly slid down the wall.
'Golden Lamb', Galen let out a sigh of relief.
And at that moment, Rodney, who was sliding down, suddenly sprang up, taking 'Golden Lamb' hostage with lightning speed, his mechanized palm gripping 'Golden Lamb's throat, the other hand pulling the axe embedded in his face out.
Electric sparks flew out, and Billder could see that Rodney's head lacked everything that a person should have. Apart from bionic skin and a chamber filled with fake blood plasma, there were only electronic components left.
"I had originally planned to hide a bit longer, but I didn't expect it would come out here."
Rodney's voice, despite his split face, remained clear.
'He' was staring intently at Billder.
"Now put the gun down!"
Luodeni gripped Galen's neck tighter as he spoke.
The sound of friction between tendons and bones was enough to make Billder understand that if he did not do as he was told, Galen's neck would be snapped.
It wouldn't just be Galen who died.
It would be everyone!
With this thought, not only did Billder not put down his gun, but he also aimed it again at Luodeni.
The head was not a weak spot.
But there had to be one.
At the least, the place where the brain was housed was a weakness.
If the brain was not in the head...
Then inside the chest cavity!
Billder quickly aimed at Luodeni's metallic chest.
If one bullet wasn't enough, then he'd fire several more.
As long as he found the right spot, he could break through.
Billder firmly believed so.
Luodeni, noticing Billder's actions, slightly loosened his grip on Galen. He wanted Galen to die, but to do so with value—not simply crushing Galen and then fighting with Billder. That wasn't what Luodeni wanted.
Rather than that, he thought it better to use Galen as a human shield.
At the least, he could withstand a few more bullets.
Holding Galen hostage, Luodeni stepped closer to Billder.
Galen didn't lack the will to resist.
But the current from Luodeni's fingertips made his body shake uncontrollably, leaving him powerless to fight back.
Facing Luodeni, who approached while holding Galen hostage, Billder kept retreating step by step.
Although he had made up his mind, Billder still couldn't act immediately.
One step, another step.
The three of them quickly reached the corner.
Luodeni saw the 'Contact' apartment.
Billder knew what lay behind him as well.
If Luodeni got close to Losa 11, everything would spiral out of control.
He couldn't wait any longer!
Thinking this, Billder was about to pull the trigger.
But at that moment, the door of the 'Contact' apartment opened.
And Losa 11 walked out.
Billder and Luodeni paused in shock.
Then, a split of joy appeared on Luodeni's torn face, and he threw Galen aside, charging crazily towards Losa 11.
Billder repeatedly pulled the trigger.
Each bullet hit Luodeni but did no real damage to him, as this agent of the Simpson Family, representing them, kept moving forward, laughing maniacally.
The next moment, a fire axe was raised high into the air.
Billder yelled out loud.
He knew what would happen once the axe fell.
Billder rushed towards Luodeni.
Moving as fast as he possibly could.
But still, he was a bit too far away.
The axe in Luodeni's hand had already begun to fall.
Despair filled Billder's eyes.
Losa 11, on the other hand, fired his gun without a change in expression.
The distinctive sound of electricity buzzed through the air.
Luodeni froze in his tracks.
The fire axe also hung in mid-air.
Luodeni looked down at the two darts stuck in his chest.
He murmured, and then, he collapsed to the ground.
Billder too was left astonished.
"You didn't really think I wouldn't carry any self-defense weapon, did you?"
"It doesn't really kill and provides some self-protection; it's just right for me," Losa 11 explained.
Then, he looked at Luodeni, who was trembling as his life force dwindled rapidly.
"So it turns out, sending you to me was just to confirm your death," Losa 11 said with a sigh.
He had a taser as a self-defense weapon.
The altered Luodeni's weakness was electricity.
It couldn't all be just a coincidence.
It was all the other side's arrangement.
Losa 11 gestured towards Billder and Galen, then returned to the 'Contact' apartment.
Pers and Roslor still needed his guidance.
However, Losa 11's gaze was involuntarily drawn to another scene.
Opposite Jason, a man in a white lab coat with currents crackling from his hands was laughing madly.
"Electric shock! Therapy!"