"Guns?"

"Let me kneel?"

"You can try to blow my head off, even if I lose. ”

Staring at the muzzles of the black holes, Chen Hao did not show a panicked expression that satisfied these mafiosa.

On the contrary, Chen Hao, a Chinese boy, actually grinned and said words that everyone present couldn't believe it!

"This kid is dying?"

"How dare you speak in front of our boss?"

The thought flashed through the minds of those mafiosa, the fingers stuck in the trigger, and they didn't know what to do.

Because, as mentioned before, the local influence of their mafia in North Russia is indeed huge, and it is very common for them to let an ordinary person evaporate.

However, even so, their mafia did not dare to kill a foreigner easily. Because that would lead to unnecessary international disputes.

When the time comes, the foreign embassies in North Russia will be investigated, not to mention that they have not taken any advantage, and they have caused a commotion, which is not their mafia style.

As for the fighting, killing, it has long been the work of gangsters who have no culture in the last century. A large organization like the North Russian mafia, which has gradually grown through the test of time, all open companies, run casinos, and do some black and white business.

"Boss, what to do?"

Therefore, these mafia elements with guns on Chen Hao's head are all waiting for their boss to speak, wanting to see what the hairy boss with crutches has to say.

The hairy guy had also eaten and seen it, and when he saw that Chen Hao's mouth was very hard, he raised his hand and stabbed the sharp metal cane in his hand into Chen Hao's throat.

"Stinky boy!"

"This is North Russia! Not your country!"

The big man scolded him, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He was planning to use Chen Hao to open the knife and stand up in front of his subordinates, thinking: "It's just a Chinese person, if you kill it and throw it into the forest, you will be gnawed by wolves in less than one night, and there will be no bones left! I will unfortunately be found by the police!"

It's a pity that the sharp metal crutches that seem to be able to pierce thick wooden boards pierce through Chen Hao's throat are like stabbing on a piece of hard iron, not to mention an inch, even the skin of Chen Hao's throat is pierced!

"Impossible!"

"How is that possible?"

Big Maozi trembled in fright and took two steps back. He knows better than anyone how sharp his crutch is, and there are dozens of unjust ghosts who died under the tip of the crutch.

However, why did it fail when it came to Chen Hao's side?

Could it be that this Chinese man in front of him has learned some magic? In front of so many people, there is a trick of turning an old hen into a duck?

That's not right!

This is not scientific!

"Shoot...... Shoot me and kill him!" Boss Maozi felt that his prestige had been seriously provoked, gritted his teeth, and ordered his subordinates in a calm voice.

"Click!"

Now it's okay, more than a dozen pistols unlocked the safety at the same time, and the one on Chen Hao's eyebrows took the lead in shooting.

"Bang!"

I only heard a gunshot on the ground, and there was no scene of my head falling apart.

However, the barrel of the pistol that took the lead in shooting actually exploded unbelievably, and a red heat burst out, and with a "ding" sound, the bullet that did not shoot into Chen Hao's head fell to the ground in response, making everyone present dumbfounded!

“hat?”

"Bullets are useless?"

The hearts of these more than 30 mafia elements were shaken in an instant.

In fact, they didn't know that whether it was the tip of the Maozi boss's crutches or the bullets shot from their pistols, the reason why they didn't cause damage to Chen Hao was actually related to his [Scale Armor] skill.

When this kid has nothing to do, he is secretly training the powerful combat skill of [Scale Armor].

Don't say it, it took him a few months of hard work, and he really mastered some of the skills of using [Scale Armor]. For example, making a part of the body scaly is Chen Hao's biggest gain.

As for which part of the scale to control and how small to control, this is a conclusion that Chen Hao has been thinking about for a long time and has made a lot of attempts.

So far, he can control any part of his body to [scale], even if it is as small as a fingernail, he can use it as he wants.

The dinosaur scales produced after [Scaling] are so hard that even the armor-piercing bullets of a sniper rifle could not be shot through, let alone a crutch and pistol bullet stabbed out by manpower!

Besides, Chen Hao controlled the scale armor to an extremely small point, just enough to defend it, which can be seen by this group of mafiosi wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day!

Therefore, this group of mafia elements treats Chen Hao as God!

Unless God possesses him, who in this world can stop the bullet that hits the door of the head?

Not only this group of mafiosi was shocked, but even the beautiful hairy girl Natasha who was detained aside was scared silly!

When she saw Chen Hao, a kind-hearted Huaguo guy who had helped her, was shot in the head, she "wow", and even her eyes were red from crying!

However, Chen Hao, who seemed to her to be dying, actually stood like no one else, without even a little blood or brain, which greatly subverted the worldview of this hairy girl!

"Oh my God!"

"How did he do it?"

At the same time that Natasha was stunned, the rest of the pistols that were against Chen Hao's head all pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

It was also the same unbelievable scene that happened before, and the pistols in the hands of the dozen or so mafias exploded in unison.

The reason for the explosion is the same as the first explosion accident before, which is caused by the recoil of the bullet.

Boy!

Chen Hao, what kind of material are you making of this head?

Iron is not necessarily as hard as you!

I carried more than a dozen bullets on my head, and I was stunned that I didn't even scratch a bit of skin?

You're too hard, aren't you?

At the same time that everyone was shocked, Chen Hao shook his hands and snatched all those exploded pistols into his hands.

Then rubbing his hands, more than a dozen black pistols that had been scrapped were like plasticine, frantically deforming and gathering, and finally they were rubbed into a big black ball by Chen Hao with his bare hands!

Now, it's not just that this gang of mafiosi is scared!

That look was like seeing a ghost!

"Oh God!"

"How is it possible?"

"Monster! This Chinese is a monster!"

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PS: I'm too tired, I'll change it tonight. Tomorrow Saturday, I can break out at home. By the way, I will go out to the company's headquarters for a meeting on Sunday, and tomorrow the data will be as explosive as possible. Slept ~ good night everyone~