Gravel flew and dust flew everywhere.

That thin body just disappeared into the dusty sky.

"The farce is finally over."

Seeing this, Miyamoto's intermediary immediately felt relieved and smiled softly.

Each of these snipers is a retired special forces soldier. ,

Each one has experienced many battles.

The lives that died under their guns were hundreds if not thousands.

Even the president of a small country has been assassinated by them.

A fire attack like the one just now can blow up even an armored tank.

What's more, a mere brat?

Therefore, Miyamoto's intermediary has no doubts at all. That Huaxia boy must have been blasted into a pulp by a sniper rifle.

"Haha~"

"You bastard, you've committed your own crimes, you can't live!"

"You asked for this."

In the ears, Qianchiyan's wanton laughter came.

Miyamoto's intermediary also beckoned, signaling everyone to go back to eat, and leave the aftermath work here to his subordinates.

However, just as everyone was about to leave, the dust in front had already dissipated.

Under the Milky Way, that thin figure was still standing there.

The breeze lifted the ends of his hair on his forehead, and his sleeves danced violently in the wind.

He stands with his hands behind his back!

He sneered all over his face!

His deep gaze scanned the crowd like this.

Like a generation of kings, looking down on the ministers!

"Just guns and guns, and you also want to fight against us?"

The majestic voice echoed like thunder.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"this..."

"This...how is this possible?"

"Resisting bullets, can you survive?"

Looking at the safe and sound young man in front of them, the eyeballs of Miyamoto Junsuke and others almost popped out, and their eyes were about to burst. JrNovels.com