C721 Wind Wall

The bullet flew out with sparks and hit Zhou Pu's temple, causing him to tilt his head. In the end, it embedded itself into his skin.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Zhou Pu twisted his neck and felt a sense of comfort. He was right. Ordinary bullets could not hurt him at all. They did not even hurt his bones. It was just a scratch on his skin. There was not even a drop of blood