The heavy weapon subconsciously stopped, and Steeho, who was sweating in his palm, drew out his short gun.

"Damn it, it's so perverted."

He had never seen such a monster who could not die in a strait of heavy weapons... That speed was simply not something that humans had! If he had known this, he would have ordered a direct firing just now.

"Ye Fan, come out!"

"I'm fighting with you!"

Stetow yelled with a thunderbolt in one hand and a hot weapon in the other.

The two deputies also looked at their heads with weapons.

At this moment, a figure jumped up like a phantom and emerged from Steve's left side.

He raised his right hand and thumped the heads of both deputy players.

"Die together--" Statue's body shook, and the conditioned reflex was about to thunder.

Ye Fan pinched his neck with his left hand first.

Exhaust strength.
Chapter completed!