Buckshot, wrapped in red light, came straight to my chest with a scorching wind.

At this moment, I just stopped, my legs could not move, and the lead bullet was only two steps away from my body.

The buckshot design was two steps away, and before it could blink an eye, it had already roared, and in the hideous smile of the vice president, it exploded into a ball of fire!

The heat wave hit the face, the air wave was surging, and the people who were scorched by the instant heat could not breathe, pushing out the four fighters who were not far away more than half a meter away, and the vice president was also blown out two or three meters away by the air wave that had been reduced by seven or eight points, plopped, and fell to the ground.

While laughing insolently, the vice president got up from the ground and said with a cruel smile: "Call you proud, call you pretend, let you mock me, haha." ”

Two swordsmen stood up tremblingly with two shield-wielding warriors, and the four of them, with eight legs, trembled uncontrollably, and almost fell to the ground again.

Whether it was the force of the sword just now, or the impact of the explosion later, they were hit hard, and although they couldn't die, they didn't have the physical strength to fight again.

Seeing that the opponent was lying motionless on the ground, the four of them ignored the pain, smiled all over their faces, and kept complimenting the vice president who was just as embarrassed as them.

"The vice president is really unfathomable, a small trick can make the opponent easily hit, what a model for me!"

"Not only is he a role model, but the vice president is simply an idol!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you see that kid, he was so arrogant just now, he was hit by a flame bomb from the vice president, he became charcoal, and he couldn't die anymore, in terms of strength, in addition to the president, who else would dare to make a mistake in front of the vice president!"

"Hmph" The vice president listened to the compliments of the four subordinates with a useful face, and his proud face suddenly showed a regretful color: "It's a pity, I didn't catch the living one, otherwise I really want to ask him which is not long-sighted, but it's okay, since he is dead, it can be regarded as a warning to his behind-the-scenes boss, our Keenyu Guild is not something anyone can afford to provoke!" ”

Caught off guard, a sneer, and an inopportune sound, instantly swept away the vice president's interest.

"Why, do any of you complain about me?"

The vice president's face turned cold, his eyes were like swords, and he swept towards his four subordinates.

The four of them were at a loss, wondering why the vice president said such a thing.

One of the warriors with a sword, plucking up his courage, said cautiously: "Vice, Vice President, you, why do you say that?" ”

"I just heard a sneer from one of you, what, who has a problem with my words?"

The vice president said with a cold face: "Or do any of you covet my position as vice president and want to replace him?" ”

"Don't dare, vice president, wronged!"

The four warriors fell to their knees in fright, kowtowing incessantly and begging for mercy, however, a question arose in their hearts at the same time: I didn't sneer?

Don't..

The four of them suddenly stopped moving in unison, and at the same time slowly twisted their necks towards where their opponents were lying.

Wisps of burnt smoke evaporated from around his body, like a roasted fish, exuding resentment and hatred.

"He must be dead."

The four warriors looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt and unease.

"You four, what's wrong?"

The vice president didn't understand what the four of them were thinking, and asked in an arrogant tone.

"Vice, Vice-President," one of the shield-wielding warriors looked up and hesitated, "The voice just now didn't come from us."

"Not you?" The vice president's face tightened, and he said, "Who could that be?" Him? ”

The vice president pointed to the opponent lying not far away, and said contemptuously: "He is a dead man, can he make a sound?" ”

"Dead people, naturally, don't make a sound."

A voice rang out, mocking and mocking, but to the ears of several people, it sounded like a roar from hell.

"You, you.."

The vice president was terrified, and his finger couldn't stop pointing in my direction, in disbelief.

In front of him, four warriors were also frightened, and one of them even peed his pants, and a stench wafted out of his soaked bottoms.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you."

With a mocking face, I slowly sat up from the ground, and the charred cowhide coat on my upper body fell off piece by piece, shattering to the ground.

"I like this dress a lot" looked down at the scorched cowhide fragments all over the ground, "but it was ruined by you bastard." ”

"You know," I looked up, my eyes full of unhappiness, "this dress cost me two silver coins!" ”

"No, it can't be, you can't be alive!"

The vice president obviously didn't listen to me, and still yelled at me with a frightened face.

"Hey, don't you know it's very rude to yell at someone like this?"

The words were homely, but the tone was full of coldness, and I joked, "Do you really think that I avoided your flame bomb because I was afraid of death?" ”

"Joke" I cut and stood up as I said, "I just don't want to ruin this outfit." ”

"But now, it doesn't matter" stood up, shook off all the scorched lumps on his body, spread his hands, looked at the upper body of the ****, and felt even more unhappy: "The clothes have been ruined." ”

"Quick, kill him, kill him!"

The vice president yelled angrily at the four who had collapsed to the ground and did not dare to move, his right hand holding the fire gun was constantly trembling, and his left hand was groping in the ammunition bag like crazy.

"Are there no bullets?"

With a smile on my face, I shook the mattew knife twice, and twisted my neck again: "That's a pity, I'm going to go!" ”

The figure moved, leaving an afterimage, and went straight to the vice president, slashing the Matthew knife in his hand, slashing through a cold light, and slashing towards his body.

Seeing me rushing again, the vice president sneered at the corner of his lips, twitched his left hand, took out a lead bullet from the ammunition pouch again, skillfully filled the chamber of the musket, raised the musket, and aimed it directly at my chest and abdomen, and was about to pull the trigger.

A white light streaked, and the barrel of the palm flew into the air, and at the same time, the vice president also deducted the plate.

The lead bullet in the chamber of the gun was like a crumbling bean, drawing an arc, falling far into the sand, and after two rounds, it stopped moving.

The vice president looked sluggish, looking at the broken gun in his hand, and the whole person seemed to be stupid.

"Bye-bye."

In a flash of cold light, the vice president's head fell to the ground, blood spurting from his broken neck.

I couldn't dodge it, but a few drops still fell on me.

"It's still hot," wiped the blood, and walked over to the four, "I thought your vice president was a cold-blooded animal." ”

"No, don't kill me.."

"Please, let me go."

The pleas of the four people came and went, and I wanted to laugh when I heard it.

"I said, have you ever heard such a saying?"

The four of them stopped pleading, trembling all over, and said, "What, what are you talking about?" ”

"If you don't cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, the scourge will last for life."