five minutes ago.
Wu Bei was hit by an oncoming bullet and paused. Then the bullet bounced off his forehead and landed on the ground.
"Who...who..." The self-defense team member who fired the shot stepped back with a look of fear on his face: "What kind of monster are you?!..."
Wu Bei grabbed the two Tantric disciples who were rushing toward him, broke their necks with his hands, and threw the bodies behind him. Then he came to the frightened self-defense team member and kicked him in the chest. With a bang, the opponent flew three to four feet away like a cannonball and fell to the ground motionless.
"Team leader!" The barber boy from the second group robbed a car, stopped in front of him at a fast speed, and stuck his head out of the car window: "Mr. Yu ran to the magic dragon! What should I do?!"
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