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"Of course! If it wasn't for your grandfather's skills, Elder Tang and I wouldn't have escaped... Unfortunately, no matter how good one's skills are, they can't outrun bullets!"
When Elder Chu reached this point, he couldn't help feeling somewhat sentimental.
Martial arts experts are indeed formidable, but after all, they are still mortals. Faced with modern firearms like bullets, their flesh and blood can't withstand the impact.
Just like Qin Fang now, his strength could nearly claim to be unbeatable below the grandmaster level, but when it comes to bullets, he is still very wary. If a critical spot were hit, no amount of life-saving baozi could be of any use to Qin Fang.
"Grandpa Chu..."
Qin Fang also opened his mouth, wanting to offer some words of comfort, only to be unsure how to begin.
