Without two brushes, they would not dare to sharpen the monks' knives.

In particular, it is a team of five monks.

Soon, a group of masked bandits in black emerged, and they attacked Fang Xing with guns.

Although this group of bandits used a relatively primitive projectile gun.

However, the bullets they used were not bad.

Although this small-scale ammunition, called the proton bullet, still cannot penetrate the prosthetic body of the monks of the Mechanism Sect.

However, the moment the bullet hits, the proton will produce a very concentrated flow of protons.

The impact force generated by the high-intensity proton flow was very strong, and the two mechanic monks wanted to rush over in the rain of bullets several times.

Unfortunately, every time I was pushed back by the proton flow.

At the same time, the artillery behind these bandits also began to exert force.

Depleted uranium bombs kept flying towards here, and the two monks could only admit defeat when they saw this.

Fortunately, the truck is made of special material and is not afraid of direct attack from shells, otherwise they would not even be able to find a place to hide.

Seeing that he had been completely suppressed by the enemy's powerful firepower, Fang Xing knew that this would not work.

"I'll rush over first, just follow you later."

After saying this, Fang Xing rushed out of the back of the truck without hesitation.

Seeing someone rushing out again, the bandits immediately increased their firepower and proton bullets poured towards Fang Xing.

The bullet collided with Fang Xing's flesh and blood body, making a crisp sound of tinkling.

Flesh and blood are just appearances caused by self-nature, and Fang Xing's prosthetic characteristics have not changed at all.

With the blessing of mechanical force in the body, these bullets could not penetrate Fang Xing's skin at all.

However, Fang Xing felt very uncomfortable at this time.

The high-intensity proton flow generated by the proton bomb exploded on its body made Fang Xing difficult.

Facing the enemy's pouring shooting method, you can't get through the head-on rush.

And at this moment, the enemy used artillery to lock Fang Xing's position, and a shell flew straight towards Fang Xing's position.

At this time, the remaining few people couldn't help but feel worried about Fang Xing.

Only Tang Xiaofeng's expression was always calm, because Tang Xiaofeng remembered that the last time he wanted to self-destruct when he was desperate.

Fang Xing also said this and immediately regained the situation.

Tang Xiaofeng believes that this time Fang Xing can still turn the tide.

Just as Tang Xiaofeng thought, the others were worried about Fang Xing when they were flying straight.

But Fang Xing himself felt that this was a good opportunity.

Fang Xing tried to adjust his position as much as possible in the baptism of proton flow.

When the shell fell, Fang Xing also adjusted the position before the landing point.

The power of shell explosion is not comparable to that of bullets, even proton bullets.

It can be distinguished from the size of the head, and the two are not of the same level in terms of equivalents.

The shock wave caused by the explosion of the shell directly pushed Fang Xing out.

If you accept the baptism of depleted uranium bombs at such a close distance, it will be at least a serious injury if you are an ordinary monk.

However, Fang Xing did not suffer too seriously.

At this moment, Fang Xing was very glad that he had integrated the Star Iron into his body in advance.

Taking advantage of the impact of the explosion, Fang Xing flew out directly and quickly fell into the enemy's formation.

When these bandits saw Fang Xing flying in, they all rushed to turn their guns around.

However, it's too late now.

Without the advantage of distance, how could a mere proton bullet stop the footsteps of the monk Fang Xing?

Fang Xing can basically deal with an enemy at will and go directly to the state of killing and killing.

Seeing Fang Xing successfully breaking into the enemy's formation, taking advantage of the enemy's restraint and the firepower decayed, Tang Xiaofeng and the others rushed over.

Once the firearm is lost, as an ordinary bandit, it is impossible for the opponent of monks such as Fang Xing and others.

Several people cut melons and vegetables, and soon they dealt with the enemy.

As for some bandits who fled in all directions when they saw that the situation was not good, Fang Xing did not let the remaining few people chase them in a deep manner with the attitude of not chasing the enemy.

Besides, no matter how much you kill, you won’t get a bounty. There is no need to do so. It’s more important to guard the truck.

Fang Xing turned the tide in this battle and established some prestige among several people.

Seeing that Fang Xing said he would not chase him, the remaining few people stopped consciously.

However, at this moment, a loud whistle sounded.

The slave hunting dogs suddenly rushed out and chased towards the fleeing bandits as if they were flying.

Seeing this scene in front of you, who blew the whistle of the commander's slave hunting dog, you can guess without asking.

Turn your eyes to the truck, and the cab door has been opened.

The hunter who had been hiding inside was walking out of it with a leisurely look on his face.

When he walked to Fang Xing and others, he smiled very perfunctorily:

"Ah, thank you for your hard work."

After saying that, the slave hunter carried an instrument and walked straight towards the corpses of the bandits.

Fang Xing knew that he was preparing to collect the genes of these corpses, even if the dead were as valuable as slave hunters.

Fang Xing was too lazy to care about these things. After his spirits relaxed, Fang Xing felt a burning pain coming from behind.

Fang Xing knew that this should be the injury left by the impact of the shells.

Although the star iron that is integrated into the body is useful, it is still too little after all.

Just then, Tang Xiaofeng took out a can of nano-adhesive agent he called, and handed it directly to Fang Xing.

Seeing this, Fang Xing was not polite. With the help of Tang Xiaofeng, he dealt with the injury on his back.

At the same time, something seemed to ring out from the two mechanic monks.
Chapter completed!