The elite Dow who was pointed at the muzzle was not even too late to lie down, and the bullet was mercilessly smashed into pieces.

The warhead ruthlessly ejected from the four headlights, piercing through the thick black smoke and fire, and shooting the Dow killer who was crying and howling.

Several gunmen who happened to be dead ends pulled the trigger in anger.

They poured dozens of bullets at Rolls-Royce.

But the car was not damaged at all, let alone hurt Song Wansan inside the car.

Then, as the headlights slowly adjusted the angle, the bullets sprayed tore their bodies to pieces.

The silver arrow that escaped the disaster in time roared and shot an arrow: "Kill--"

The long red arrow shot at Rolls-Royce, and a burst of black smoke and flames exploded.

It's just that the car is solid.

The glass is not broken, the tire is not burst, the fuel tank cannot be penetrated, and the flame cannot be burned.

"My car is more expensive than a tank, how can you break it?"

Song Wansan smiled faintly and pressed his hand again.

"Da da da da!"

The barrel shook violently again.

The flying bullets poured out unscrupulously like meteor showers.

For a moment, fires soared into the sky, flesh and blood flew, and the enemy was torn apart like a piece of paper.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred elite Dow were killed or injured.

Only a few periphery-alered killers survived.

The retreating silver arrow was also shot on the shoulder and fell to the edge of the road.

"Ye Fan, you and Youyou deal with the remnants."

"I'll take the lead."

Seeing that the enemy was about to run, Song Wansan stopped shooting and pushed open the car door.

Without waiting for Ye Fan to stop him, he flashed, and the silver arrows approached not far away at a very fast speed.

Ye Fan hurriedly rushed over: "Youyou, deal with Yujie, I will protect my grandfather."

Nangong Youyou rushed out with a whizz, waving his hammer to the living mouth.

"Swoosh!"

Song Wansan quickly approached the Silver Arrow.

Silver Arrow felt Song Wansan's power and knew that he was afraid he would not be able to leave, so he turned around and pulled out an arrow.

He roared at Song Wansan, and then he went forward instead of retreating and shot over.

He held the long arrow and stabbed Song Wansan hard.

"The Dow Overlord Camp is a bit wise, but it's a pity that you are not the Overlord of Western Chu."

Faced with this quick and ruthless arrow, Song Wansan didn't care at all.

He trembled his right hand and grabbed the arrow.

With a click, he broke suddenly, and then stabbed with a backhand.

"flutter--"

With a sharp sound, half-cut arrows penetrated into the chest of the silver arrows.

A stream of blood burst out.

The silver arrow movement stopped.

"Bang--"

Song Wansan slapped him in the chest again.

With a click, the ribs broke.

The silver arrow squirted blood and flew out, falling into a ditch on the edge of the road.

He twitched a few times before he lost movement.

"Vulnerable."

Song Wansan patted his hands, his tone with contempt.

"bite--"

Just then, Song Wansan's cell phone rang.

He picked it up and answered, and let out a loud laugh:

"Principal, sorry, sorry, I encountered a little thing tonight and forgot to answer your phone."

"Don't worry, my progress is very smooth. I have used Paradise Island to draw 200 billion yuan of clan associations."

"In this way, Tao Xiaotian will not be able to mess up the chaos and rob our meat next week's auction."

"Golden Island is the second Xiongan in the future, the new island center, with a potential value of trillions. I will never let it slip away..."

"You must keep this news confidential, and even the people in Zhushishou still don't know."

He lowered his voice and slowly swept across the cold night sky: "I also accidentally caught it from the Master Yetang."

The silver arrow in the ditch shook his ears without attracting attention...
Chapter completed!