The gun god's magical power allows him to keenly feel the sound of bullets breaking through the air, otherwise his head would be turned into a rotten watermelon by sniper bullets.
"Fire a hidden gun with me?!" Jin Hao mentioned the fire storm, "Da da da~!!" A tongue of fire spurted out, and three bullet trails flew towards the three windows on the roof of the building.
"Whoosh~!" "Whoosh~!" "Whoosh~!" After several sounds, the window glass and the sniper behind were torn into pieces by large-caliber bullets.
Jin Hao strode into the gate, the firestorm "ta da da~!!!" spitting tongues of fire and constantly harvesting lives, every bullet destroyed an enemy, and not a bullet was wasted. The bullet shells danced happily in Jin Hao
On the paved gravel road.
The bodyguards of the Qing Gang found that it was not safe to even hide. This firestorm fired large-caliber machine gun bullets that could penetrate even the armor of armored vehicles. Penetrating any bunker was like hitting a tofu, even the gunmen hiding behind the cement wall.
They were all torn into pieces of flesh and blood by large-caliber bullets that penetrated directly through the wall.
The AKs and MPs in their hands were no more than fire sticks in front of the six-barreled Phalanx machine gun known as "Firestorm". Soon, dozens of bodyguards guarding the front compound were torn apart by the firestorm and hid in the villa.
The bodyguard didn't even dare to poke his head out, and when he did, he saw a big, smashed watermelon.
Jin Hao walked to the door of the villa building with Firestorm in his hand. The roots of his ears suddenly moved, and Firestorm swept tongues of flames to both sides of the door. "Da da da da da~!!!"
"Ahhhh~!!!" Several bodyguards who were hiding behind the door and wanted to attack were instantly beaten to pieces by bullets that penetrated the wall.
"Hmph~! You bitch are so hypocritical!!" Jin Hao snorted and strode towards the stairs. The bodyguards holding pistols and submachine guns at the stairs were unable to even ambush under the firepower of the storm. The dense firepower was like raindrops.
Machine gun bullets can penetrate any wall and kill them.
Soon Jin Hao walked to the door of Master Qian's room, "Da da da da~!!!!" The firestorm blew out the tongue of fire and swept the door into pieces. Jin Hao stepped into the room, looked around and found that the room was empty.
Where is the figure of that old guy?
"Ninjutsu! Ghost Eye Technique!!" Jin Hao observed the surroundings with an expanded field of vision, but found no trace of the old guy running away.
"Bah! This old guy is really lucky!" Jin Hao spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground. No wonder tonight's bodyguards did not regard death as they did last time and hid like a grandson. It turns out that this old guy is not at home.
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"Come out!!" Jin Hao shouted to a trembling person behind the curtain.
"Ah~!! Don't kill me!! I'm just a nanny!!!" Suddenly there was a scream, and a nanny who looked like an old country woman came out from behind the curtain with her hands raised.
"I know you are a nanny! Where did Mr. Qian go?!" Jin Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at this old woman who looked very similar to his aunt, and asked with a smile.
"He...he went to attend a charity meeting tonight!" The nanny's body was shaking violently because of fear, and her eyes did not dare to look at this evil spirit.
"Ha?! Charity meeting?!" Jin Hao was so surprised that he almost dropped his sunglasses to the ground.
"It's true! The invitation is still on the table...on the table!!" The nanny pointed at Qian Wanpeng's desk and said with trepidation.
