Red Leaves Dwarf Tribe
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
However, the three bullets suddenly changed their routes in midair.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Three blood flowers blossomed on the jackal's body, one of them coming from its head. The impact of the shots caused it to fly three meters back. It slammed on the ground and lost its breath.
"This is?" Liu Yan was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.
Before this, she felt that Wang Teng's gun skill was a little weird. At that time, she didn't see it clearly, but she saw everything now since she took special notice of it.
The three bullets didn't change their route. They were supposed to move in that direction.
Wang Teng had used his frightening calculative ability to predict the escape route of the jackal. Thus, when it dodged, the bullets hit its vital points directly.
"Gun Kungfu!"
Liu Yan thought of these two words. She wasn't able to remain calm anymore.