Chapter 198: 105. Mysterious Ray Lee

“Awooo-

As the sun dipped below the ground, the howling of wolf dogs echoed through the sky.

The wild animals swiftly ran on all fours, huffing and rushing towards Kent’s teams.

The explosive power of these wolf dogs was astounding, quickly catching up with the speeding motorcycle teams from the side.

“Bang bang bang” gunshots rang out in the dark night after the sunset, with muzzle flashes and bullets targeting the foul-smelling wolf dogs.

While driving, Mark also fired his gun, his movements skillful, obviously having participated in many similar skirmishes before.

Noland Lee was wearing sunglasses and activated “Tracking the Living”.

His icy blue eyes, hidden behind the lenses, turned pitch black.

Within a range of 20 meters, all the wolf dogs were exposed in his sight.

Noland Lee drew out his revolver from his waist, flicking his wrist three times, sending three bullet heads precisely into the eye sockets of the wolf dogs.

Each bullet would be followed by the painful whine of a wolf dog.

After three shots, all the wolf dogs following the motorcycles were killed.

Hearing this commotion, Mark immediately whistled in admiration:

really great, hitting such precise shots even with sunglasses on. No

end sooner…” Noland Lee muttered, pulling the trigger

swift moves, Mark handed

care of the shooting, I’ll drive and

held Mark’s revolver, Noland Lee could feel its

revolver was obviously heavier

a metal protective ring

knuckle-heavy revolver? Did you modify this gun

guns. An alchemist from the Alchemy Club modified it for me. If you like it,

games before, this was his first encounter

aiming at the charging

entire skull exploded, instantly turning it into

the heavy left was indeed

immediately fell in love with this violent

which required excellent wrist

successively blowing

to Mark to reload while he continued

wolf dogs, but none fell

opportunity provided by the wolf dogs holding the enemy, the Ferocious Hound Gang’s teams sped up, stopping in front of Kent’s teams, and set

situation, Kent

“Everyone, stop!”

brakes, swaying to a stop, and rolled off their

tens

gunshots and jumping sparks tore the silence of the night apart, leaving the wilderness restless for a

as a trump card and would

plate, not exposing himself to the enemy’s gunfire

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