Another seven Black Scale Village members mimicked the action, raising their Treasure Meat with one hand for protection and brandishing swords with the other to confront the battle!
Su Lin's eyes were icy, and the corner of his mouth curved into a cold smile:
"Old Liu! Captain Ye! Get ready to strike!!"
The AK rifle on his shoulder slipped into his hands instantly, the muzzle weaving like a snake's tongue seeking its prey.
Tat! Tat! Tat!
A precise three-shot burst!
Three Black Scale Flesh Lock Martial Artists holding Treasure Meat fell to the ground, a bloody hole bursting open in their foreheads!
"Good!!"
Liu Jun and Ye Xin'an were overjoyed, their forms like lightning, rushing forward in an instant to firmly seize the three unclaimed pieces of Treasure Meat!
"Damn it!! This kid's marksmanship is devilish!!" Zhang Shuo's eyes widened with rage, jumping in frustration.
