Chen Feng continued to walk forward.

Right now, Jiu Wenlong was overjoyed, this guy was simply looking for death.

Raise your hand, aim, shoot...all in one go.

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't have any intention to dodge, his eyes became even more happy.

This shot must hit the opponent's forehead.

If you were hit in the brain by a gun, even if you were a god, you wouldn't survive.

"careful!"

Tang Yixue on the side was extremely nervous. If it was just boxing and kicking, she would naturally not be worried.

But, that's a gun.

Shi Pingkong was already frightened by the shot, so he turned around and ran away.

The bullet pierced the air and hit Chen Feng between the eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng smiled faintly, stretched out two fingers and pinched it gently.

"Um?"

The headshot he imagined did not appear, and he did not even see any signs of injury on Chen Feng's head.

"Missed?"

Jiu Wenlong's heart sank.

"Are you looking for your bullet?"

Chen Feng opened his palm, and there was an extra bullet in his palm.

"Impossible, catching bullets with bare hands...how is it possible..."
Chapter completed!