Chapter 713: Catching Bullets Barehanded

Just a few minutes later, Ye Feng appeared on the roof of the apartment building, standing against the wind with the Crystal Ball in hand.

His tall silhouette, illuminated by the moonlight, stood out like a firefly in the dark of the night.

Thunder God should have seen him go upstairs, right?

Ye Feng surveyed the residential building opposite him, but the rooftop was pitch-dark, obscuring any clear view.

Kid, you're dead meat!

At the same time, hidden in the dark corner of the opposite rooftop, Thunder God lay prone, carefully adjusting the scope and aiming the gun's muzzle at Ye Feng's head.

But as he was about to pull the trigger, he hesitated, then a fierce smile crept across his lips.

He quickly dismantled the magazine, took out the bullets, and carefully carved several spiral grooves on the bullet tip with his dagger before pressing it back into the magazine.

Once fired, the bullets would not travel in a straight line; instead, they would spin rapidly.