MG42, which had shot all the bullets, was slammed into the blood-colored eggshell about twenty meters away with the strong anger and despair in Zhang Wei's heart.

There was a 'click' and a loud metal crash.

This general-purpose machine gun, which Zhang Wei relied on as his confidence, was smashed into a state of parts by himself.

In just over a minute, he had already poured all the remaining more than two hundred demon-breaking bullets onto the silkworm chrysalis.

The protective blood mist had completely disappeared under the blow of more than a hundred bullets, but the thin layer of chrysalis shell was tough beyond the limit of his imagination.

Dense bullets, when hitting the shell of the silkworm chrysalis, exploded a large area of fire.

The chrysalis shell, which originally looked like a piece of crystal blood jade, immediately became pitted like a dog's gnaw, and even Zhang Wei could hear the painful howls from the silkworm chrysalis.

However, Zhang Wei wiped out all the bullet chains on his body in one go.

The silkworm chrysalis that had suffered such great damage had already burned even the blood-colored chrysalis shell with flames, and it was black.

But the tough and unreasonable chrysalis showed no signs of being broken, but began to shake violently from side to side in the coffin.

This is already the very obvious precursor of the thing inside that is about to break out of the chrysalis.

The sense of crisis in his heart was already as strong as Zhang Wei, who was approaching the end of the world, and pulled out the Type 92 pistol on his back with his backhand, and the guy ran out of magazines.

Then, even the spare magazines were emptied, and there was still no sign of breaking the chrysalis shell.

Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down Zhang Wei's forehead and through Zhang Wei's eyes, and the irritating eyes tingled.

It's just that Zhang Wei, who is already on the verge of despair, can't take care of these little things anymore.

He knows very well that this is a race in a certain sense, and before the silkworm chrysalis successfully breaks out of the chrysalis, he may be able to make the other party fall short by breaking this layer of chrysalis shell.

Maybe I'll be able to wipe out this thing that has been seriously attacked here on the spot.

On the contrary, as long as the other party breaks out of the chrysalis normally, or even as long as the backlash is not so serious, then he will lose his life.

Obviously, in this particular competition, Zhang Wei is already in a not so powerful situation.

However, in such a competition, the losing side means losing everything, and Zhang Wei simply can't give up, and there is no way to give up......

Like a gambler with red eyes, Zhang Wei took out the Nokia and exchanged it frantically.

Regardless of the price, he only thought it would be useful, and after a slight glance at the number, he edited and sent it out with the speed of his hand, which had become more and more astonishing recently.

Of course, he is still somewhat sane.

Like large-caliber artillery, these things that take a long time to reload and aim are still exchanged without a brain cramp.

At the same time, at this time, Zhang Wei also hated himself very much, why did he process a little more demon-breaking bullets in the previous time?

This is because the damage of the Demon Breaker Bullet to the chrysalis shell is far more effective than ordinary physical attacks.

Soon, on the ground under his feet, a large pile of weapons and equipment appeared.

First of all, Zhang Wei pounced in front of a Makqin, and after adjusting the muzzle of the gun with both hands slightly, the hundred-year-old heavy machine gun roared.

The 'clanging' bullet casings fell crisply on the bluestone on the ground.

Half a minute later, a chain of more than 300 bullets was completely wiped out by Zhang Wei; in a short distance, almost every bullet did not miss.

Under the ravages of more than 300 bullets, the shell of the silkworm chrysalis appeared to be even more broken, but it was still not broken.

There was no time to replace the bullet chain at all, and after letting go of Makqin's handle with both hands, Zhang Wei picked up the spray guns of the two flamethrowers with both hands.

A short time later, two long high-temperature flames shrouded the coffin and the silkworm chrysalis in it.

When Zhang Wei threw away the flamethrower's spray gun in his hand, the chrysalis shell was already as black as the bottom of the pot, and it no longer had its original brightness.

The problem is that as long as the chrysalis shell is not broken, no matter how ugly this thing is, it has no meaning for Zhang Wei.

Then, in a tumbling motion, Zhang Wei picked up a bazooka, and then pulled the trigger in a half-kneeling position.

An armor-piercing bullet with a long tail was blasted towards the silkworm chrysalis. Zhang Wei didn't even have time to take a look at the results.

At the moment when the armor-piercing bullet was fired, he had already lost the empty tube in his hand.

He quickly scooped up a new bazooka in his hand, pulled the trigger again, and fired one or two rounds of it, until the five bazookas that had been exchanged in one fell swoop were fired at the target.

At this time, Zhang Wei had the heart to look at the silkworm chrysalis.

It was also at this time that a clear 'click' sound sounded in Zhang Wei's ears, and at the same time, the chrysalis shell finally appeared a slight crack.

To his despair, the cracks were more likely to come from a normal burst of chrysalis than from his efforts......

Glancing at the weapons all over the floor, there was nothing that would come in handy.

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth suddenly, and made a life-threatening action: he grabbed two large explosive packets weighing forty kilograms from the ground and rushed towards the chrysalis shells frantically.

He didn't believe it, such explosives couldn't blow up this chrysalis shell.

It's just that Zhang Wei rushed to a place more than ten meters away from the coffin, and he had to stop his steps, because it was too late.

The black chrysalis finally burst spontaneously.

Seeing that Zhang Wei couldn't do anything, his mouth was unspeakably bitter.

Now he can only prepare to teleport back to the ruins, and then plan a series of headache-making sweeping problems after returning to Huaguo from Ah San's house.

However, before teleporting to the ruins, it did not prevent him from taking a look at what was pregnant with this huge silkworm chrysalis.

Could it really be that Tang An'an, who has been dead for thousands of years, can still be resurrected in such a strange way?

In Zhang Wei's staring eyes, a snow-white and slender long leg stretched out from under the tattered chrysalis shell.

To be honest, Zhang Wei has also seen a lot of so-called beautiful legs on the Internet, but compared with these long legs, he is really just scum.

Then a porcelain-white human body pushed away the tattered chrysalis shell covering the body, and finally revealed the whole picture:

It was a beautiful boy with long legs, snowy skin, flowing black hair, and a very conspicuous big ding.

Among the male stars of Huaguo, those who are infatuated by fans are beautiful in the prosperous world.

Under this beautiful and unspoken face, it is estimated that they can die of shame on the spot.

And this beautiful and bewitching boy who looked to be about sixteen years old, stared at Zhang Wei for a long time with a pair of big eyes that flickered and flickered on his face.

Then he said, "Dad!"

"I'll go!" Zhang Wei, who was ready to teleport at any time, twisted his waist on the spot.

PS: There will be more in the evening, but it will be a little later.