How could that pot just now possess such enormous rebound force...?
"Langstro!"
A cry of alarm rang out through the canyon. The three armed men standing at the rear had never expected such a sudden turn of events.
"Kill... them."
Mechanical Eye turned his head and spoke with difficulty.
That powerful downward slash from above had been reflected back at him in full, leaving his internal organs in unbearable pain. He was certain that at least three of his ribs were broken.
He could not hold back a cough, and blood immediately gushed from his mouth.
Seeing their companion's miserable state, the remaining men did not hesitate. They immediately pulled out three assault rifles.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat! Dense gunfire erupted.
At that moment, William only had time to make an extremely awkward move.
He crouched down and held the pot in front of himself.
Clang, clang, clang! Sparks flew everywhere.
The bottom of the pot remained spotless, without even the slightest dent. Every bullet in that dense barrage was deflected away.
Pfft, pfft, pfft.
More than a dozen bullets struck Langstro.
"I... pfft!"
Piercing pain surged through his entire body. Overcome by fury, Langstro felt his vision darkening in waves.
Those bullets mercilessly tore through his body, leaving more than a dozen bloody holes as blood began to pour out.
Were these useless teammates trying to save him or kill him?
"Langstro! What's wrong with you?"
A bearded man spoke blankly.
However, Mechanical Eye merely gave him a weak glance, his gaze filled with endless contempt and rage.
"You people..."
"Move aside! I'll blow him to death!"
A furious roar suddenly came from behind the bearded man. In an instant, someone carrying a Thorn Eagle Missile appeared.
His eyes held a crazed obsession. He aimed the shoulder-fired missile at the gleaming silver