A foolish dream!

He took the lead, and dozens of people rushed forward and stood in front of Qin Lang.

"Mr. Qin, it's dangerous here, please back."

He was fearless and had no bullets in his gun. In front of him, Qin Lang was like a lamb to be slaughtered, fearless at all.

Qin Lang looked straight ahead, his pace was slow, without stopping a single step, and he did not change the magazine.

Too much decline!

After retracting the ivory pistol into his arms, he raised his index finger and bent his palm slightly towards the centurion.

The centurion looked confused and hadn't figured out what it meant.

He heard a thunderous sound, looked down and saw a blood plum in his chest, which was shot by a sniper rifle.

Before the fear could rise.

The sound of flesh was covered by the sounds of flesh entering his ears.

Puff puff puff!
Chapter completed!