Gao Yang was desperate now. Getting his head blown off or being strangled to death didn't feel all that different. Either way, the ending was the same—death.
Number Thirteen's sudden attack didn't succeed, but it scared everyone enough that the person strangling Krulney instinctively loosened his grip. Krulney, who had rolled his eyes in shock, managed to breathe again. The biggest benefit of Number Thirteen's action was giving Krulney a few more breaths of air.
At least three people charged at Gao Yang. Either resist and get a bullet to the head, or don't resist and get strangled to death—at least that way, his corpse would remain intact. Gao Yang's options were starkly limited to these two.
"Drag them outside! Drag them out! You useless imbeciles!"
Hearing Suharitan's frantic yelling, Gao Yang swiftly retracted the kick he had just thrown.
