"Hey old man, can you stop playing with such stupid stuff?" Xia Liu frowned slightly. Had these people not learned their lesson? Did they really want him to start a massacre again?
"Haha! Foolish Huaxia Warrior! Do you think that's a normal firearm?"
Yagyū Taikō laughed. If he hadn't seen several tests himself, he wouldn't have the courage to stand in front of Xia Liu.
"Oh? A firearm specifically designed to deal with martial artists?" Xia Liu became somewhat interested. If it truly could effectively injure or kill a martial artist, he would have to take some back for the girls to use for self-defense.
"Huaxia Pig! I'll give you one chance, just incapacitate your own meridians, and I won't kill you," Yamamoto Ikisui said coldly.
Actually, he felt quite distressed over these firearms because they were so expensive to make due to their special nature—one of these would cost a million US dollars, and they were disposable, to be thrown away after use.
