Red Shirt pulled the trigger just as he finished his sentence.
Upon seeing this scene, everyone's heart sank. He was using an AK47! At such a close distance, even a steel plate would be riddled with holes. This monk was probably dying this time.
However, just as those thoughts surfaced in their minds, they were shattered with tinkling sounds. They were astounded to see the AK47 sweeping across the monk's tattered kasaya as the bullets seemed to land on a sponge, having their energy instantly reduced to zero before dropping to the ground.
Unwilling to have his beliefs shaken, Red Shirt kept spraying bullets, hitting Fangzheng's neck and head which weren't covered by his clothes. That only produced sparks as the bullets fell to the ground with a tinkle. As this scene unfolded, everyone's mouth widened so much they could stuff a pear in it. By that point in time, they were already at a loss for words. This scene was just too stimulating, bizarre, and inexplicable.
