C425: Xuanquetai is your grave (1/2)

Alas, Shadow Kill stepped back a few steps, and his footsteps stopped at the edge of Tongquetai.

In front of his chest, a striking knife wound stained the black robe into black and red.

”You demon, come here!” Furukawa shook the tip of his gun, and darted to shoot the shadow of his eyebrows.

The shadow-sucking face ”color” sank. At this moment, he was not the opponent of the King of Guns who made the gun magical.

Uh ~

With a loud bang, a wave of air rushed out of Xuanquetai.

Furukawa's blood-fired gun stopped in midair, at the tip of the gun, he was pinched gently by a young boy in white.

How could it be possible to resist the full blow of Gunsin with two fingers?

”Oh, no matter Shadow Kill or Xuan Long, now he is mine!”

”How dare you touch my people, this Xuanquetai is your grave.”

Who is this proud voice besides Ye Yifan in white?

Yingsha was startled, and the blow that he couldn't stop was turned away by the young master easily. Young master, is it too scary?

Furukawa saw the other person as a ”Mao” head boy, sneering and sneered, ”Boy, do you really think you are our opponent?”

”Joke, see if I can give you a cool heart with a single shot!”

Furukawa pulled the gun hard. However, Ye Fan's **** seemed to be iron tongs, but he didn't move.

I rubbed ~ Furukawa almost died on the spot. Why do you fight? Why do you want to grab my weapon?

Furukawa: ”You loose!”

Ye Fan: ”I don't!”

Furukawa :. . .

”You're a good gun, but I don't look at it.” Ye Fan sneered, **** and a shot, and a tremendous power passed to the gun.

Kakaka ~ This blood-fired shotgun shattered inch by inch and eventually turned into scrap iron in his hand.

shock!

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