One bullet passed through the target, and Luo Yiwu fired a few more shots, instantly shattering the target.
At the scene, there were more than a dozen 'electric poles'.
Song Qingyang wasn't bad. After his modifications, it was no longer a handgun but a Semi - Automatic rifle.
Of course, to be honest, its power was still not at the level of a Semi - Automatic rifle. It was only 30% of its power.
"Sigh ... We've really become scrap metal." After a long time, Wang haiting's face was like a dead stone.
"Lord Jue, just give me four million taels. I'll decide." Ximen taigao said.
"Alright, I'll give you four million and five hundred thousand taels." Tang Wen finally nodded.
"Then you'll have to equip us with these cannons and handguns," Wang haiting stated his conditions.
