"Beep, beep!" "Beep, beep!"
As the group was moving forward, the Iron-Shell Man being escorted by the five of them suddenly let out a piercing alarm, startling everyone.
"Captain Xing, what's going on?"
The Machine Gunner at the head of the group stopped and turned back, asking with a puzzled look.
"Wait. Someone's there."
The man inside the Heavy Humanoid Armor had spotted a red humanoid shape on the crystal display in his helmet, not far away, slowly raising an arm.
"On guard."
Before he could finish, a string of gunshots rang out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the distance, He Zhao held a gun in each hand and kept pulling the triggers at the very limit of their range. More than that, while firing at the Scorpion Gang's Debt Collector, he maintained high-speed movement.
Even when someone reacted and instinctively swept fire toward his position, the dense hail of bullets all struck the ground, kicking up a chain of clods and dust without a single round hitting him.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The first to fall was the Machine Gunner, struck between the brows and toppling onto his back.
Right after that, the four Riflemen had only been pulling their triggers for less than a second before they were each shot in the head, one after another.
The Iron-Shell Man looked at the display lines inside his helmet as teammate after teammate vanished, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Nine bullets struck the armor, but they only sprayed a few sparks and left white marks behind.
Firearm ammunition simply could not penetrate its defenses, much less shake it in the slightest.
"Whew—"
Captain Xing let out a long breath. He had nearly forgotten he was wearing armor.
This thing was something Boss Scorpion had spent a fortune to