Suddenly, four more bullets flew straight towards Qin Chuan.

Like the previous two bullets, these four bullets hit Qin Chuan's spiritual energy barrier and were imprisoned.

Then split simultaneously.

All of a sudden, twelve more whistling bullets appeared around the three of Qin Chuan.

Count the first six.

There are now eighteen in total.

All of a sudden, the pallor on the faces of Liu Yexi and Tang Xueqing increased.

"It's okay. Just finish the stinky tofu and grilled cold noodles on your hands. They will be cold in a while."

Facing eighteen bullets whizzing from different angles, Qin Chuan's expression remained the same, without any fear.

This scene was not only the first time for Liu Yexi and Tang Xueqing to see each other, it was also the first time for him.

This is the first time I have seen such a pistol.

A small bullet can actually contain three smaller bullets.

Then it can be launched a second time.

After the second launch, it can also adjust its position and angle by itself to emit more rapid power.

"You Chinese people are really arrogant."

Seeing that Qin Chuan did not take his trump card seriously, Alice said coldly in fluent Chinese.

"Last time, there was a very powerful martial arts practitioner who was so arrogant. In the end, his body was destroyed by my bullets, and not even a hair was left."

"At that time, what he faced was only six small fragmented bullets."

"Now you are facing eighteen!"

"You are dead."
Chapter completed!