Several piercing gunshots suddenly rang out. Hu Yanghong, Sun Dong, and another person were all caught off guard, each hit by a bullet. Although the shots weren't fatal, they significantly worsened the injuries they had sustained in the previous fight.
Only Chen Yuan was enveloped in a faint golden glow. On the surface of the glow, three steel bullets were still spinning, seemingly trying to penetrate this layer of light.
Chen Yuan raised his hand slightly, first dispersing the golden glow, then placed a jade pendant into Ji Sifei's pocket, looking at the three bullets in his hand. He frowned slightly at the steel bullets, then looked toward the several high points from where the sounds had originated.
"The three of them are ordinary people, without any cultivation. These bullets are different from any I have seen before, their power is much greater," Chen Yuan thought to himself as he examined the bullets in his hand.
