"How is this possible!"
The Gun Demon covered his mouth, his eyes bulging in disbelief at the scene before him.
Reflecting on it, it seemed the Night Emperor had thrown something with his hand.
Instinctively, he looked up and saw a playing card lodged above the door frame.
The card was embedded over an inch into the aluminum alloy door frame!
"This...even bullets don't have this kind of power, right?"
This terrifying power, if it were nailed into his own body, the consequences would be unimaginable!
A gust of wind from below startled the Gun Demon from his stupor, and he looked down to see a figure lunging towards him.
"Die!"
By now, the Gun Demon had been shocked too many times, but instead, he found a resolve to go all out.
He roared as he threw the half-broken gun, striking Qin Hao harshly.
