Chapter 158 (1/2)
Song Yinghao exerts his soul power.
He is a yellow man, but at this time, his skin quickly turns black, and he also has a dark light, which is particularly strange in the street park illuminated by the campfire.
”It's called the skin of black iron. After it is displayed, even five rounds of bullets can't break through!”
Song Jie proudly shows off.
What is standing invincible?
This is it.
”You think it's great to have a gun? My father stands here and lets you fight. You can't break his defense!”
Song Jie sneered!
It's a toast, not a penalty.
”Really?”
Sun yuan pretended to be surprised, but he quickly pulled out a rattlesnake revolver and shot song Yinghao twice.
Bang! Bang!
Song Yinghao was startled. Although he said that he had tested the defense of black iron skin, he was still very flustered when he was suddenly beaten.
After all, he had too little combat experience and had not yet developed a big heart, but the next second, his heart came back to his throat when he mentioned his throat.
Because after the bullet hit the chest, it collapsed and flew. Except for a slight tingling, it didn't even scratch.
”Ha ha!”
Song Yinghao held out his chest and closed his stomach. With the style of a big man, he looked directly at Sun yuan: ”how, are you convinced?”
In fact, song Yinghao wants to overlook sun yuan. However, this boy is too tall.
”In addition to being ugly, you have good defense!”
Sun yuan commented.
Although their own witch feast has no effect on some monsters, it is at least not ugly. After Song Yinghao's ability is exercised, he is black and black than black. The key is that he is ugly like a toad covered with iron.
”Attacking the tower and not dying without injury is my confidence!”
Song Yinghao smiled: ”now, do you believe I am a wild prophet?”
”You let me punch. If it's all right, I'll believe it!”
Sun yuan suddenly wants to try the overlord magic fist he just learned. Isn't this kind of iron turtle the most suitable target!
“……”
Song Yinghao frowned and felt inappropriate.
The other party has seen that the bullets can't penetrate their own skin, so isn't the fist more weak? Since he wants to do so, maybe he has something to rely on?
As a big man, song Yinghao cherished his life and always took the lead, so at this time, he hesitated to ask his subordinates to start, give sun yuan a few shots at once and shoot him into a beehive.
”Haoye is awesome.”
The middle-aged man in the sun hat shouted, envious to death, why don't I have this ability?
unfair!
Seeing that song Yinghao hesitated, sun yuan turned his mouth and punched him!
Whether the other party agrees or not, he's done!
Anyway, he has this arrogant capital.
Hoo!
Sun yuan's fist was very fast, as if it had broken through the sound barrier. The strong wind blew on the faces around, and it hurt like a knife.
When song Yinghao saw the situation of sun yuan's fist, he was so terrible that he instinctively stepped back and wanted to raise his arms and block, but the idea had just risen and he had been hit in the face.
Overlord armor remover!
Bang!
Sun yuan's heavy fist hit song Yinghao's mouth and nose, and directly hit him and fell out for more than ten meters. What's more terrible is that the black iron skin on his body suddenly cracked, spread all over his body like a cobweb, and then snapped and broke.
Pooh!
Blood shot from Song Yinghao's cracked skin.
”Ah!”
Song Yinghao, get the hell out of here.
”Dad!”
Surprised and furious, Song Jie immediately pulled out a Beretta M9 pistol, pointed at Sun yuan and shouted, ”kill him!”
Just as Song Jie pulled the trigger, sun yuan activated the lightning boots on his feet, just like a cheetah sprinting for prey. In a blink, he appeared in front of Song Jie, then stretched out his hand, grabbed his pistol and lifted it up.
Bang!
The bullet flew.
”What?”
Song Jie was stunned.
So fast?
Immediately, a cold sweat oozed from his head and he was impulsive.
Regret!
”Don't shoot!”
Song Jie was worried that the other party would use himself as a meat shield and be hurt by mistake. He shouted quickly, but after shouting, he found that he underestimated others.
Meat shield?
People disdained to use it. They didn't even bother to grab a pistol. They punched it directly!
Overlord fist!
Bang!
Song Jie got a punch in the chest.
The next moment, his sternum was broken, all his internal organs, blood, muscles and his back were squeezed, and then burst open, flying in all directions, splashing the onlookers behind him, head and face.
A huge hole appeared in Song Jie.
Poop!
Song Jie fell back and died!
Bang!
Only one younger brother fired the gun. When others saw Song Jie's death, they were scared to pee and didn't dare to shoot at all. Moreover, they were also very glad that they didn't shoot, because the bullet fired by their partner hit the other party, they stopped and didn't cause any injuries.
Sun yuan looked at the young man who shot!
”I... I...”
The young man stammered and wanted to find an excuse to beg for mercy, but before he finished, sun yuan held the robbed M9 and raised his hand for three shots!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bullet went into the young man's chest and killed him.
This scene frightened everyone, and they all stepped back, not to mention pointing a gun at Sun yuan. They didn't dare to look at him.
The middle-aged man who had yelled before pulled down his sun visor and covered his cheek. Then he lowered his head and drilled into the crowd, deeply afraid of being seen by sun yuan.
”Sleeping trough, isn't that too strong?”
Before his eyes, there was also a picture of sun yuan punching Song Jie in the chest.
What kind of power is this?
Even boxing champion Tyson can't sit like this.
He must have got something good in the tower of God!
At the thought of this, the middle-aged man was very excited and wanted to attack the tower. However, when he looked up and looked at the tower of God, he found that it stood there in the beautiful midnight of the campfire, just like a monster that wanted to be eaten by others. His impulse cooled down again.
Tens of thousands of people died here!
The middle-aged man looked down at his fat belly, wiped a handful of sparse hair, and finally sighed deeply.
No!
If you go in by yourself, you're dead!
”Xiao Jie!”
Song Yinghao was so painful that he vomited blood. Now when he saw that his son was gone, he was furious: ”kill him! Kill him for me!”
No one did it.
Sun yuan's sharp eyes scanned song Yinghao's men.
”I... we have no malice!”
An older man, with a smiling face, explained.
He can't provoke such people.
”Kill him and you can go!”