【838】Farewell, Old Friend (Requesting Monthly Ticket)

In the corridor, a man with a green face holds a knife in his right hand and a gun in his left. The moment the ground collapses, he has already flown to the right wall, firing a shot.

Flames burst out of the muzzle.

The immense gunfire even drowned out the sound of the ground collapsing.

It must be said that this man's reaction is incredibly fast; had it been an ordinary person, they would have already fallen into the ground, but he was able to counterattack swiftly.

Unfortunately, he had no idea who his opponent was.

"That day he also made a move, shot my father dead with one bullet."

As soon as Little Black Coal finishes speaking, Pei Jinye's hands surge with light, like a Star Disk, directly twisting the opponent's figure to the front.

The green-faced man is horror-stricken.

He apparently never expected such a technique to exist in this world.

He just lifted the knife in his hand.

Countless particles immediately entwined him, then threw him in front of Little Black Coal.