บท 1135: Chapter 1135: From Fierce Momentum to Feeble Breath

Thirty or forty fellows armed with cold weapons immediately lowered their gun barrels slightly and pulled the triggers in succession.

Bang, bang, the bullets flew out madly, forming streaks of flames.

Under the sunlight, they were very conspicuous.

But what of it, Shen Zhou gave a slight flick of his wrist and threw out a needle.

In an instant, the needle transformed into hundreds and thousands of golden lights in mid-air, blocking all the incoming bullets.

It was like fireworks in the sky, constantly bursting into sparks.

Meanwhile, Shen Zhou also sprang forward, kicking Sun Changsheng fiercely and sending him flying over ten meters away.

He soared high and became stuck in a large coconut tree.

The dozens of gunmen, who were now completely shocked, turned their barrels towards him, ready to pull the triggers again.

At that moment, Yang Hucheng had already pounced fiercely towards the group of thugs on the left.