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Chapter 22 My old monitor(2/2)

"Click!"

It was as if a cannonball in the air was caught by one hand.

A sharp friction sounded.

Qin Meng's black military uniform was torn into pieces.

However, his eyes were extremely firm, and a stern evil spirit was revealed in his narrow eyes.

"Boom!"

The air-compressed shell was crushed.

Two footprints of shattered stones appeared on the ground.

Bai Su's pair of dead fish eyes widened because she knew too well that Chen Nanfeng's tank gun was so powerful that she didn't dare to take it head-on.

This is not a question of whether the energy level is high or not, but that no one can block the shells by hand.

However, Qin Meng did it.

With one hand, he squeezed Chen Nanfeng's tank gun.

"You... what kind of ability are you? Are you a director? But the director can't even shoot the plot of 'Pinning Tank Cannon'?!" Chen Nanfeng was completely stunned.
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