The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out without warning.

The inexplicable uneasiness in his heart forced Jiang Mazi to pull the trigger decisively.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Jiang Mazi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He believed that even if the gods came down to earth, they would not be able to avoid his sudden shot at such a close distance.

Facing Ye Feng, it seemed that he was shot and died.

In fact, Jiang Mazi's sudden movement was something that no one in the field could react to, including Ye Feng.

He didn't expect that Jiang Mazi didn't have any negotiation process at all, he just said something at the beginning, and then fired.

The distance between the two was only about ten centimeters, and Ye Feng had no time to react. When he saw Jiang Mazi pulling the trigger with his fingers, he only had time to tense the muscles targeted by him.

Everyone watched helplessly as the bullet hit Ye Feng's heart.

"Haha, boy, so what if you're a warrior? You can't just be done with a small pistol by me."

Jiang Mazi laughed heartily, the fear of warriors in his heart disappeared at this moment.

The others also sneered with a 'hehe', thinking that this guy who showed his power just now and kicked people flying more than ten meters was nothing more than that.

Perhaps the only person in the field who didn't smile was Lin Xiaoxiao.

She watched the bullet hit Ye Feng's body. At this moment, all the thoughts in her mind seemed to stop, and all the memories since she came into contact with Ye Feng floated in her mind.

She had fantasized about being together with Ye Feng countless times. Sometimes, she would feel that this was a luxury, but at least Ye Feng was still there, so there was hope.

But now...

"Clap!"

A drop of tear fell from the corner of Lin Xiaoxiao's eye to the ground, making a clear sound, causing ripples in everyone's hearts.

After a long time, Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that the world became quiet, and the laughter around him seemed to have stopped.

She raised her head curiously, looked at the crowd around her, and saw that everyone, headed by Jiang Mazi, all opened their mouths wide and looked in one direction with incredulous expressions.

It was a complex expression she had never seen before. She was extremely shocked, and her eyes were filled with fear.

"Could it be..."

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of something, and turned her head a little excitedly. What was waiting for her was that familiar look.

That look that always reassures her.

"Ye Feng..."

After murmuring softly, another tear flowed from the corner of Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, this time, it was because of joy.

Beside, Jiang Mazi's trembling words sounded at the same time.

"Are you... a human or a ghost?"

Jiang Mazi really couldn't accept the scene in front of him.

The young man who was shot in the heart by him and should have died, stood there like a normal person at the moment, staring at himself with that expressionless face.

That face was very much like a horror movie he had seen.

Ye Feng didn't reply, but slowly raised his right hand and placed it on his chest.

There, there was a bullet just fired by Jiang Mazi, which was firmly embedded in Ye Feng's muscle.

Ye Feng took out the black bullet, examined it in front of his eyes for a while, and complained softly: "It still hurts a little!"

But the heart that was hit by that bullet had only a shallow dent.

In this era when martial arts has just begun to revive, few people can truly understand what it means to be a Daoist Grandmaster. After all, in this world, the known Daoist Grandmasters don't even have enough hands.

But those who can reach the level of a Daoist master are all people who can lift weights lightly.

In the past, Ye Feng also wondered why those masters who entered the Tao enjoyed far more respect than ordinary warriors, but when he really stepped into that realm, he realized the horror of this realm.

That is a terrifying existence that can physically resist bullets.

Today, when thermal weapons are highly developed, firearms have long been recognized as the most destructive weapons.

But when a person can resist bullets with his body, he is almost invincible on the battlefield.

"Ding!"

The bullet fell from Ye Feng's hand and collided with the ground, making a crisp sound, like a life-threatening spell, hitting everyone's hearts.

"Kill him, kill him."

Jiang Mazi roared almost crazily, he was almost driven crazy by this situation that was completely beyond the scope of his understanding.

More than a dozen men with guns quickly aimed at the center of the field, and pulled the trigger at the same time. After a round of shooting that was so tense that even a few bullets hit his companions, he looked at the field again, but Ye Feng was no longer there. .

"What about people?"

Jiang Mazi's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat. As soon as he said this, one of his subordinates groaned and fell limply to the ground.

The eyes quickly moved to the place where the sound was made, but everyone just saw an afterimage flash by, and before anyone could react, another scream sounded.

Another man with a gun fell to the ground.

"Be alert, be alert! Look around."

Jiang Mazi gave orders indiscriminately, but everyone was just holding guns, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

They couldn't see where Ye Feng was at all, and often could only judge the location based on the muffled sound of his companion falling to the ground.

This kind of speed is simply not something that humans can possess.

In less than ten seconds, four companions fell to the ground one after another. This kind of weird battle scene made Biaozi's mind go crazy, and he started to shoot randomly with a gun. The attack fell to the ground.

But his madness didn't last long, and after two seconds, Biaozi fell to the ground. When everyone went to see his tragic state, they saw that Biaozi's head had been tilted to the right by more than ninety degrees. His cheek was deeply sunken, obviously punched by someone.

The battle didn't last long. In less than a minute, the dozen or so men with guns were all dealt with by Ye Feng.

When Jiang Mazi saw Ye Feng's figure again, apart from that indifferent face, it was as if this man had never left his place.

If it weren't for the dozen or so people lying on the ground, everyone would think that Ye Feng hadn't moved at all.

Jiang Mazi's legs trembled and he took two steps back. He seemed to understand the meaning of Hong Siye's 'caution'.

But such an enemy can really be resolved with caution?
Jiang Mazi didn't believe it.

Now, Jiang Mazi had completely lost the intention of continuing to deal with Ye Feng, and he no longer thought about the consequences of not completing the task.

He just wanted to get out of this ghost place quickly.