Old A was first slightly startled, then burst into laughter: "Haha... Kid, do you think you're Superman or something? Dodging bullets?"
"Just give it a try!" Lin Chuan said, laughing disdainfully.
In such an open environment, with no complex affairs to affect himself, ten meters separating the two, and considering that the revolver's speed and power were clearly not as great as other pistols – it posed no threat whatsoever to Lin Chuan.
"Damn it, so arrogant!" Old A roared angrily.
He gritted his teeth and pressed the trigger resolutely.
"Lin Chuan, be careful!" Qingzi exclaimed from not too far behind.
Bang...
As the hammer of the revolver struck down, bullets shot out with bursts of flame, the heat from the immense flare scorching the gun's barrel.
Lin Chuan's eyes were almost entirely fixed on that revolver. As Old A squeezed the trigger, Lin Chuan was already dodging. Lin Chuan's muscles exploded into action at that instant.
Screech...
