Yang Hucheng also took a few steps forward and abruptly lifted the giant Stone Hammer he had been dragging. He coldly said, "Come on then, just fire your guns. This is my best shield, and I guarantee you won't hit us, but your heads might not be so lucky!"
"You have to believe in Auntie Xiaolan and my Boss!"
"The three of us are more than enough to corner you all, not to mention my Boss's father, Uncle Shen, hasn't made a move yet."
Shen Zhou couldn't be bothered to talk to that bunch of idiots anymore, hands behind his back, he looked thoughtfully at the expanse of the Demonic Mist Swamp.
Gongsun Qitian: "..."
His face twisted with rage.
He had thought that having guns would give them an advantage, but damn it, he hadn't anticipated the other side being so formidable.
Seething with anger, he barked, "All right! Everyone put away your guns. The main goal now is to find the city's treasure. Shen Zhou, how about we strike a gentleman's agreement and compete fairly?"
