C125 Fu Lin

"Guess what kind of bullet was in the gun this time. Was it a shrapnel or a full bullet?"

Chen Feng held the large caliber old machine gun in his hand. He had a playful smile on his face as he looked at Yin Yang, who was covered in bullet holes and bloodstains.

In an instant, he closed his eyes. Then, a surge of dark grey demonic energy flowed along his body.

In the blink of an eye