Marvel Plane Merchant

Bullets glowing with cold light flew out in a spinning direction, heading straight towards the corpse amulet in the chaos at a speed of 400 meters per second.

The gray-black corpse amulet, like a human sternum, is full of mystery. It seemed to be aware of the threat posed by the bullet. With a slight movement, a green halo of light was revealed, which was the size of a human body and was as pale as the naked eye. An imperceptible situation came to the talisman.

The bullet from Gu Bei's gun hit the green halo of light a second later.

Just hearing Zira's sound, like ice and snow melting, the bullet turned into a transparent liquid bit by bit like a snowball, turned into a ball of mist, and disappeared.

Soul Gu Bei's eyes widened. He looked stupidly at the gun in his hand, and then at the corpse amulet not far away.

Is this a so-called item with a weak energy level? It actually completely defended against the pistol. It seemed that even the impact was eliminated.

Surprise was followed by ecstasy. Gu Bei knew in his heart that his silver-white scale was more convenient and useful than imagined. Only corpses could be traded for items with weak energy levels, which could completely defend against pistol attacks. What if it was even more useful? Rare things can be exchanged for something more valuable, right?

Gu Bei secretly made a decision that if he could survive the current crisis, he would make good use of this balance in the future.

Gu Bei grabbed the corpse amulet in the chaotic void. Its pure black color was a little dimmer than before, probably because it had just resisted the bullet and consumed its energy.

In the balance space, angels and demons bowed their heads, as if silently agreeing. The balance did not tilt, and the chaos remained stable.

Gu Bei held the gun in his left hand and the corpse amulet in his right hand. He closed his eyes. It was time to return to the real world.

When Gu Bei returned to the real world with his gun and corpse amulet, what he saw in front of him was a group of people from the 18th Street gang who were shocked.

No wonder they were surprised. Anyone who saw a corpse disappearing out of thin air would probably be shocked. What's more, after the corpse disappeared, a guy like Gu Bei appeared. Did they know that this guy Gu Bei was from the Hong Gang? Why did you appear here?

Dashan, who was holding a double-barreled musket, had an angry face. He raised the provocative gun and said, "Damn yellow-skinned monkey, what did you do, where did you take my brother's body?"

Before Gu Bei could reply, Dashan pulled the trigger, making a roaring sound, and the bullet rushed towards Gu Bei like a laser cannon with tongues of flame.

The weapons in Dashan's hands definitely have a provenance. Although they are so small and exquisite, they are many times more powerful than submachine guns and pistols.

Facing the surging bullets that were like laser cannons, Gu Bei's breathing seemed to stop. He tightly squeezed the corpse amulet in his hand.

The green halo of light arrived as expected, and the impact of the raging bullets was like paper in front of it, with no effect at all. Just like the bullets from Gu Bei's favorite gun, they turned into a puddle of water, then evaporated and disappeared. not see

The moment the bullet disappeared, Oyamakou's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. The younger brother beside him was so frightened that he took a step back, thinking that Gu Bei had received the protection of the devil. They were so frightened that they trembled and peeed. .

"This is impossible, impossible"

Dashan, who had just despised Gu Bei and called him a bastard, shouted like crazy, "Shoot him, kill him, kill him."

Only then did the people on 18th Street react. They were still extremely scared. They raised their guns and fired much slower than usual. Their teeth were chattering. They almost tried their best to get into fighting mode.

Gu Bei had no fear. Even if he had fear, it was all in the balance. When he knew that the corpse amulet could withstand bullets, his heart calmed down. Now that he was blocking the mountain's strange double-barreled musket, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Gu Bei began to load the pistol. He loaded the gun very quickly. Even Brother Rong, an old man from the Hong Gang, was amazed. He crossed his hands slightly and finished loading.

The moment when he raised the gun was very short, but in Dashan's eyes it was so long. He could sense that Gu Bei's shot was definitely aimed at him.

Dashan was scared. He had been a gangster for thirteen years and bounced back and forth between life and death countless times. Every time Dashan used his own fierceness to take back death from him.