The soldiers were dazzled, and within a few seconds, Zuo Han rushed forward.

Through it, a cold light suddenly appeared, and blood splattered.

Before the soldiers standing at the front understood what was going on, their throats were cut open and blood spurted out.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Han rushed into the crowd like a spiritual snake.

Under the flying sabers, beautiful flowers of blood bloomed. One after another, bodies fell heavily to the ground.

The soldiers shouted, ran, and fired, but no one could escape the blade that brought death.

An officer who was skimming the formation at the rear was trembling all over and couldn't believe his eyes.

Where does this evil spirit come from?

In fact, with Zuo Han's current level 2 strength, it would not be so easy for him to fight against these soldiers. But those soldiers were holding guns, and Zuo Han was holding knives. He was caught off guard and was approached, and Zuo Han was furious for a moment.

Han was so shocked that he achieved such exaggerated results.

If those soldiers also held knives, or concentrated their firepower from the beginning, Zuo Han would not have been able to get close so easily.

"What a bunch of idiots!!"

The officer saw some clues, climbed into a pickup truck, and turned the mounted machine gun over.

A soldier rushed over and grabbed the muzzle of the gun, exclaiming in surprise: "And our brothers..."

"Fuck you brother." The officer kicked the soldier down and cursed: "Like a herd of pigs, they are all going to be slaughtered."

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-"

The officer couldn't help but opened fire while aiming at Zuo Han.

The street was suddenly filled with gravel and dust. A dozen soldiers and Zuo Han were covered in.

Under the powerful firepower of the machine gun, the soldiers were instantly torn into pieces, with broken limbs and arms scattered everywhere.

But Zuo Han...

"Buzz——"

Zuo Han holds a knife in his right hand and holds his left hand forward, with a shield-like protective cover looming.

After the bullets from the machine gun landed on it, they were all bounced away.

Holy power, solidifies the air.

Compared to transforming bullets, turning air into a barrier saves more holy energy.

The reason why it was useless to deal with the human traffickers that time was because the cabin of the ship was narrow and Zuo Han was worried that the children would be injured by ricochet. Now that the terrain here is open, Zuo Han no longer has any worries.

The sound of gunfire suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at Zuo Han in stunned silence.

Looking around at the blood clots and stumps, Zuo Han's voice sounded like ice.

"Those who hurt Rob Ze will not be forgiven..."

Zuo Han bluffed with one hand, and a black air flow swirled out, wrapping around the officer.

"burn!"

Before anyone else could understand what was going on, a raging flame enveloped the officer.

The painful and shrill screams seemed to spread throughout the entire island.

Basong's eyes widened even more, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

"God, you have not given up on us..."
Chapter completed!