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At this moment, I didn't understand that there were suddenly more things, why couldn't the blood zongzi cut into the flesh with a knife, why the oil zongzi moved in an instant, judging from the dust on their bodies, they hadn't moved for more than two thousand years.

"A knife can't kill him, but what about a gun?" At this point, I suddenly thought of the gun in the mercenary's hand.

The bearded man looked at me helplessly with tears in his eyes, then gritted his teeth and said to the mercenary, "Shoot." ”

Comrades-in-arms who have often lived and fought side by side in the barracks have deeper feelings than ordinary people, and at this time, it is psychologically difficult for them to aim their guns at their comrades-in-arms and then shoot, and for a while the mercenaries all look at each other, and no one pulls the trigger.

"What the hell are you doing, shoot!" Zhang Botong also retreated, exposing Ah Ming to the firing range completely uncovered, so that the mercenaries could shoot Ah Ming.

"You don't have to worry about it, Ah Ming has already changed his body, and shooting it to death is to overlive him and let him reincarnate as a human sooner." I explained it to the mercenaries, but I knew very well in my own heart that I was bluffing.

And the danger is real, the mercenary is still hesitating, and his eyes look at his old beard again, the bearded man is very uncomfortable at this time, after all, Amin is his own soldier, and the scenes of his life in the military camp appear in his mind at an untimely time.

"Smack." The first shot was fired, and the person who fired the shot was Zhang Zhongliang, who has never been a big nonsense, a more practical and pragmatic person, he didn't have the time and mood to talk nonsense in this situation.

The bullet left the gun hall and flew towards Amin, the bullet penetrated Amin's chest, instantly submerged into his body, a stream of abnormal heat passed through the chamber, the bullet did not stay in Amin's body, passed directly through his chest, and flew out of his body from his back.

Blood seeped out of the clothes in an instant, staining them red.

"Bullets can go into his body." Zhang Botong couldn't do what the devil could do, but a small bullet did it, how could it not make him excited, so he shouted.

Seeing the blood gushing out of Amin's body, like a normal living person being shot, the mercenaries hallucinated, and it was not the corpse of Amin in front of them, but the living Amin.

But the next scene brought the mercenary who fell into the illusion back to reality, the bullet was impartial, and shot directly into Ah Ming's heart, the distance between the muzzle of the bullet and Ah Ming was only a few meters close, such a close distance Zhang Zhongliang could not make a mistake, and Zhang Zhongliang intended to kill Ah Ming with one shot. After the blood stained a piece of clothing, Ah Ming, who was standing, just shook his body, did not fall, and did not even let out a scream of pain, obviously this bullet may not have caused fatal injury to him, which means that Ah Ming cannot be compared with a normal living person, he is a corpse.

All eyes were on Amin, especially the bearded man and the mercenary.

After Ah Ming was shot, the bullet did not stay in his body, he only shook his body, as if he had just freely and hit a spirit, happy and comfortable.

Amin's shoulders twisted, and there was a sound of bones grinding, and the bullet had just hit his bones, which should have been his own bones at this moment.

Suddenly raising his head, Ah Ming's blood-red eyes glared at Zhang Zhongliang who was shooting, he was about to exert his might.

"I'll go, the blood dumplings are not stupid, and the brain is not funny." Zhang Zhongliang saw Ah Ming glaring at him, and sighed in his heart, and then Ah Ming, the blood dumpling, would definitely be the first to rush at him and tear him apart.

"What the is it, shoot it!" Seeing that the blood zongzi was about to rush at his brother, and he had already taken the first step, he didn't dare to make a conclusion about the strength of the blood zongzi now.

At least to be sure, the Demon Slaying Sword couldn't do anything to it, not even the gun could kill it.

"Lao Hu, I'm going to die!" Anyway, there is a difference between people and zongzi, there are enough people who have died in the underground palace in the past two days, I don't want to see anyone die in front of me again, although the Zhang brothers are not a good thing.

Seeing the situation, the bearded man also understood, gritted his teeth and raised the gun in his hand and fired a shot, the bullet hit Amin in the head and ordered the mercenary: "Shoot ......"

When the mercenaries heard this, they saw that the bearded man had already fired, and they no longer hesitated, and they all shouted and fired.

"Bang bang bang......" gunfire came and went, until the rifle in the mercenary's hand ran out of magazines.

Countless bullets hit Ah Ming's body, and none of them were wasted, and Ah Ming was covered in mist at this time, and blood was splashed all over the ground.

After a while, when the fog dissipated, I saw that Amin's clothes had been beaten to pieces, and his exposed body was covered with countless bullet holes.

Everyone held their breath and quietly observed Amin.

Despite the huge impact of the bullets, they did not knock Armin to the ground, but still stood like a bronze target.

Amin stood, motionless, as if he were dead, and it only took a gust of wind to blow it down.

"Whew-"

Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, something frustrating happened.

Armin snorted again, as if he was urinating again.

"You won't die!" I was amazed, there were so many bullet holes on Ah Ming's body, which was equivalent to a broken corpse, and it stands to reason that he should go with peace of mind.

"It's time for me to play!" Zhang Botong still doesn't believe that the demon slaying sword in his hand can slaughter evil ghosts, but he can't subdue the blood dumplings in front of him.

"That's it!" I glared at Zhang Botong and urged him to try again.

Zhang Botong turned his face to look at me and shouted: "I don't need you to bleed if you dare to be affectionate, and you don't have back pain when you stand and talk." ”

When Zhang Botong used the sword before, he really needed him to smear his blood on the demon slaying sword, and it hurt to look at me, but this would be only him, so he comforted and encouraged: "Come on, you're amazing, after you go out, I'll give you stewed rooster soup to make up for it to ensure that you recover." ”

"Well, remember what you said." Zhang Botong raised his sword and slashed it on his finger again, and immediately the blade of the demon subduing sword was stained with his blood.

I think, at this moment, Zhang Botong should be on it, who would think, he still thinks that the blood on the sword is not enough, and continues to use the blood on the wound to smear the tip of the sword, I immediately understand that he will not cut this time, use a stab.

The lethality of the sword is mainly in the stab, and the stab is always more deadly than the slash.

Ah Ming twitched his body and approached us with seemingly unsteady steps, looking like a patient with cerebral thrombosis, which can be described as funny.

"Ahh

With a "pounce", the demon sword pierced into Ah Ming's chest, pointing directly at his heart, Ah Ming was stunned and froze.