Good Old Wang Who Couldn't Bear To Kill A Chicken

Liu Yan stared at the horse-face young man without blinking. She occasionally pulled the trigger, and an alloy bullet with a fiery-red tail would shoot out.

Unfortunately, Wang Teng was fighting with the other party, so their positions kept changing. It was hard to predict their movements.

Wang Teng quickly realized this point. This time, while dodging, he purposely moved away from his opponent.

Liu Yan instantly grabbed this opportunity and fired a single shot.

Bang!

The evil clansman couldn't evade in time. A bloody flower bloomed on his thigh.

"Ah!"

The martial warrior's body might be strong, but this bullet had heavily injured his thigh. He couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"I want you to die!"

He had gone a little mad. At the brink of death, he pounced towards Wang Teng and attempted to kill this irritating little brat first.

"Be careful!" Liu Yan's expression changed slightly as she reminded him.