Chương 1125: Killing Intent

Without Di Qianmo's instructions, no one dared to make the decision to give Feng Qing bullets. Otherwise, it was very likely that they would anger Di Qianmo. That way, even if they didn't die, they would still be punished. Looking at the various wild beasts that Feng Qing had already killed on the field, Di Qianmo's face, which was hidden behind a mask, was incomparably gloomy. The veins on his forehead twitched violently, and a wave of anger rushed to the top of his head. Feng Qing had a delicate and cute face. Her appearance made it impossible for people to think that she had fired just now. Seeing Feng Qing help Boxing King Potian so openly, the demon in Di Qianmo's body became active again under the burning of anger. Di Qianmo lifted his clothes with his other hand and took out a similarly custom-made large gun with a flip of his wrist. Then, Di Qianmo slowly aimed the gun at Boxing King Potian, who was fighting with the wild beasts.