"Bang!"
The bullet whizzed out of the chamber.
At that moment, Xu Fang was only five meters away from Mo Han. No one had expected this woman to have a gun, let alone to act so quickly.
Just as the bullet was about to strike Mo Han's forehead, his head suddenly jerked aside, dodging it entirely.
Xu Fang was shocked, and with a loud shout, she frantically pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang bang!
In full view of everyone, Mo Han's head moved left and right. Not to mention hitting his forehead or chest, not a single bullet even grazed him.
Instead, the stray bullets hit five or six of Sang Biao's men behind him, and blood flowed freely.
He Chen was stunned. What kind of supernatural being was this? How could someone dodge bullets at such close range without a scratch?