*Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!*
The supercharged bullet was hardly effective against solid targets, but it could still create a wreck upon impact.
"How did that guy get a gun in his hand? Did he grab yours when you're unaware?" the bodybuilder asked Blue Sparrow.
"Idiot! I only have one gun, and it's in your hand right now! How can I still have one more with me?" Blue Sparrow replied. Even she was shocked when Zhang Qin Feng pulled the Delta-Model Pistol out from his back. Furthermore, from the size and model of his pistol, it wasn't a small and lightweight munition like hers.
To keep this gun in check, Zhang Qin Feng would need to use a 13 to 15-inch casing to hide this pistol from the public.
"Whoah! Fuck!" the bodybuilder felt a hint of numbness on his toes when one of the bullets landed near his legs. But that wasn't the reason for the numbness.
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