Planes! So Many Planes!

"Hehe, Grandpa Mysterious, I made you worried!" Hong Dali stretched out his arm and put it on Tang Muxin's shoulder. "Xinxin, you really care about me, hehe!" After comforting them both, Hong Dali smiled and took a step forward. Steel balls dropped off his clothes as he walked. He stood in front of Wang Xigui and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "To be honest, you really have guts. I thought you would surrender. I didn't expect you to really shoot."

He took a deep breath and added, "It's a pity you didn't manage to kill me. Aiya, it's fate…"

Survival Skills!

His body could be yielding or impenetrable!

If it were other penetrating bullets, Hong Dali might not have been able to escape unscathed. After all, survival skills could make the body yielding or impenetrable, but that didn't mean there was no limit to it. If it were penetrating bullets, Hong Dali's body might not have been able to withstand the impact. But a shotgun was different!