"Catch you!"

Ning Chun grabbed the hunting dog's arm and then exerted force on his hand.

"Click".

The hunting dog's arm was broken, and Ning Chun even lifted the hunting dog directly and threw it heavily on the ground. He didn't know how many bones were broken all over his body. He collapsed on the ground and struggled constantly, but could not stand up again.

"So weak?"

Ning Chun was a little confused. The killer in front of him seemed to be as strong as the short killer's combat ability.

The only advantage is perhaps the marksmanship.

"That's right, this world is a world of guns and cannons. What kind of melee abilities does a sharpshooter need?"

Ning Chun shook his head.

He has been in contact with gangs such as the Three Hands, the White Dragon Society, the Black Wolf Society, and the Underground World. Although there are guns, they are rarely.

For example, although there is a musket team, it will not be used easily, and the number of people will definitely not exceed 30.

Usually, the possibility of Ning Chun facing the gunman is slim.

Even Ning Chun has always been invincible with his powerful strength and strong physical fitness, and has encountered almost no trouble.

Over time, Ning Chun was even about to forget that this was a world of guns and cannons, a world dominated by thermal weapons.

Guns and cannons are the real masters!

A gunman can shoot and kill a fighter who has been practicing boxing for decades with a little training. Where do you need any melee ability?

The male killer in front of him was obviously much more threatening than the shorter female killer.

Ning Chun directly picked up the pistol on the ground and pinched it gently.

"Click".

The pistols became a pile of parts, scattered on the ground.

The hound's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't dare to say anything. He really regretted not falling now. Why did he take on this damn task? He originally thought it was a casual task like a vacation, but he didn't expect to directly upgrade to hell difficulty.

If I had known to deal with monsters who could catch bullets with bare hands, he would have traveled as far as he could. How could he dare to come to Sanjiang City?

But now it's too late to say anything.

"hiss".

Ning Chun was just about to walk around, but found that there seemed to be no pain in his body.

It turned out that he had already retracted the shock fist, and his muscles, qi, blood, and bones were no longer shaken, nor did he have the fierce fighting will he had when he was fighting just now.

So, now it stopped suddenly and the wound hurts very much. With a slight movement, it will touch the wound.

Ning Chun looked at his body, hands, legs, even his abdomen and chest, and was almost sieve. Although the bullet was stuck by the muscles, it hurt very much, and it hurts heartily.

"No, you have to clean up all these bullets. If the bullets stay in the body for a long time, they may become suppurated, and then they will be infected, causing various complications, and eventually even die. It's so terrible..."

Under normal circumstances, Ning Chun felt that he should go to the hospital and ask the doctor to take out the bullets and finally disinfect them. However, if he really went to the hospital like this, he would be afraid that the doctor would be scared.

Ning Chun himself knew very well that his current state was indeed a bit abnormal.

Even the bullets cannot be killed, which even exceeded Ning Chun's own imagination.

It seems that catching bullets with bare hands is not as difficult as he imagined.

"It should be the effect of the giant whale Technique. I didn't expect that the giant whale Technique was so effective. How long did I have practiced it? It took more than ten days to catch bullets with my bare hands. If I practice the giant whale Technique to the limit, would I be able to resist bombs in my body?"

Ning Chun still feels it is a bit exaggerated.

Bullets can also be stuck with muscles and bones. As long as his muscle density is thick enough and his shock punching skills are profound enough to offset the kinetic energy of the bullet, it can truly catch bullets with bare hands.

But body resists bombs?

Forget it, it's already a little dreamy.

The power of bombs is not something that ordinary people can imagine. If that were the case, the fighters would have gone to heaven long ago. How could they become the world now dominated by guns and cannons?

Ning Chun shook his head and kept pulling out bullets on his arm with his fingers. However, he grinned his teeth. It hurt so much that it hurts. Fortunately, the bullets were not deep and could still hold it back.

"It's easy to get infected without alcohol disinfection."

Ning Chun picked off a few bullets and frowned a little.

"I...I have alcohol, right in the toolbox."

At this time, the hound suddenly spoke.

"Do you have alcohol?"

Ning Chun raised his eyebrows, but he still picked up a black box next to the hunting dog from the ground.

He opened the black box, which was densely packed with all kinds of strange tools.

Such as alcohol, tape measure, magnifying glass, rope, etc.

Is this a killer?

It looks professional.

Ning Chun picked up the alcohol and was about to use it, but he seemed to suddenly remember something and said in a deep voice: "Your alcohol is not poisonous, right?"

"Poison? No, no, no, who will poison alcohol? This is the first aid kit I prepared, and even gauze that can be bandaged. You should know that people like me who are on the verge of life and death are inevitable to bump and bump, and it is common for some injuries to be injured, so you have to keep these things."

Ning Chun nodded, but he said cautiously: "Then you try it first."

So, Ning Chun wiped the killer's wound with alcohol. Suddenly, the killer grinned in pain, but it really seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

Ning Chun then took out the alcohol and slowly pulled out bullets from the wound while wiping the alcohol. The action and scene made people's scalp numb.

"What are your names?"

Ning Chun asked at the killer in front of him.

"My name is Hound, and her name is Qianshou Feiting Needle."

"Who did you come to kill me?"

"It's the president of the three-handed three-fingered!"

"Hmm? Do three hands know who I am?"

Ning Chun suddenly stood up and stared at the hunting dog with sharp eyes.

At this moment, many thoughts arose in Ning Chun's mind, and in an instant he had thought of countless possibilities.

For example, three hands will be crazy about attacking his family.

Or, the three hands will mobilize the musket team and kill him directly.

Then he began to take revenge, counterattack, knocked off his three hands, stirring up the storm and completely purged Sanjiang City. But at that time, he had no family and no relatives, was he still him?

"No, Mr. Baimian, you don't know your identity and three hands. Only I can track you down. I was originally going to take action to deal with you, and then hand it over to the three hands to receive a commission. I didn't expect that we are now like this..."

Ning Chun's thoughts were pulled back by the hunting dog.

"It means you haven't had time to tell my identity to the three hands?"

"It's true..."

The hound really answered carefully.

He was really afraid that Ning Chun would kill him in anger.

Although he is a killer and thought that one day he would attack like this, he still didn't want to die when he got to this point.

"You are killers. You just wanted to kill me, and you know my identity. You said, what should I do with you?"

"Well……"

The hound doesn't know how to answer.

If it were him, there would definitely be no second choice. Just kill the matter and prevent future troubles.

But judging from Ning Chun's appearance, she didn't seem to want to kill them.

"It depends on your way of doing things. It's very professional! It should be a killer who has been working for a long time. I wonder how many people have died tragically at your hands..."

"Wait, Mr. Baimian, if I say that the killer is just my side job, do you believe it?"

"sideline?"

"Yes, I'm just a part-time killer, I just make extra money. My job... is actually a chef! My dream is to become the best chef in the world..."
Chapter completed!