Although those bullets hit Huang Jin Li Shi, they also caused some damage. However, due to the sufficient preparation and the fact that they are already a Star Corps, their defense strength has been greatly strengthened, and only a few yellow turban Hercules have been hit by bullets.
And those bullets didn't penetrate the body of the Yellow turban Rex, just embedded in their fur, and there was not even much blood flowing out.
They are as good as a zombie!
"How could it be? These guys Why is the skin so thick? "
Wu Yong is in doubt, but obviously he won't get any explanation.
Under the leadership of Guan Hai, the Yellow turban army has already knocked down more than ten gun bearers, and the Goth Musketeers began to kill them quickly
These people don't have the defensive ability of yellow turban force. They can shoot one gun at a time, and they can shoot their heads directly.
Bang Bang Bang
It was just a few breaths, and a dozen people who were still majestic just now were killed and injured.
"You can't kill me! I'm the Wu family! "
"If you kill me, the Wu family will not let you go! Let me go now
"You can't afford to fight against the martial arts!"
The submachine gun in Wu Yong's hand is seized, and the whole person is pressed under the body by a yellow towel warrior, unable to move.
His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his breath became short.
But in a flash, he was full of confidence.
He thinks that Fang fan should not know the strength of the martial arts family. He just needs a little bit of advice. Fang fan will make a reasonable choice.
Fang fan was silent, quietly picked up the submachine gun on the ground and put on a magazine
But it didn't work several times.
This thing He also played for the first time.
With Hans' help, he barely learned to use the gun.
Fang fan's poor gesture of playing with the gun made Wu Yong's heart more stable.
"This guy must have been an ordinary man before the end of his life. Fortunately, he issued two Legion cards. This kind of bastard is the best to fool..."
Wu Yong thought in his mind, staring coldly at Fang fan.
"Let go of him!"
Fang fan gave the order.
"Hum! You have saved your life. Are you interested in joining... "
Suddenly
After a series of gunshots, Wu Yong felt a chill behind his back. He glared at Fang fan in disbelief, as if asking for an explanation.
"Well It's a good gun, but it's a little short of bullets. "
Fang fan blew the muzzle of the smoke blowing gun, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing some excitement.
"I'm sorry Wu family, I don't know. "
"And you just hurt my brother So you must die
"Take all the guns! Clean up the battlefield. "
This war has yielded a lot.
"My Lord, three submachine guns, five semi-automatic rifles, five pistols and a thousand rounds of ammunition of various types were seized."
Hans stepped forward and seemed quite excited. As the ancestor of gun playing, he had a unique hobby for guns.
"Lord Here's a promotion card
Guan Hai stepped forward excitedly and handed over a card with flashing white light.
Fang fan looks happy, promotion card? Unexpected joy! These guys even got promotion cards!
"Upgrade the Yellow turban army!"
Fang fan made up his mind almost instantly that he needed a stronger army to protect himself.
"Ding! The Yellow turban force is a one-star army, and it needs ten promotion cards to be promoted to two-star
Fang fan's face changed with the sound of the system.
Ten? This is especially Where is he going!
According to this rule, will it not take 100 promotion cards to promote the three-star army in the future?