However, it's alright. Nami mocked Fang Zong: "Fang, the people you brought abandoned you and ran away!"
"Is that so?" Fang Zong's voice suddenly became clear.
At this moment, Fang Zong had already opened the tank's entrance, revealing half of his body. He smiled kindly at Nami, a smile playing on his lips.
"I'm out. What do you want?" he said softly.
...
"Shit! My gun's broken, run!"
Almost at the same time, the ghost doll Laura's terrified voice rang out.
She was the first to flee, billowing out in black smoke.
Nami looked around and saw that when the ghosts turned into nothingness, all the guns had fallen to the ground and been blown into pieces of scrap metal by the artillery fire. She let out a sharp scream, beckoned over two pistols that looked relatively intact, and emptied them out of bullets at Fang Zong.
Unfortunately, it was useless, as a figure had already blocked Fang Zong's way.
"After being soaked in formaldehyde for so long, my brain isn't working properly. I forgot to tell you about the firearms." Despite being shot more than a dozen times, Liu Yonghe acted as if nothing had happened.
"Good brother, I know you didn't mean it." Fang Zong looked very touched.
In fact, it was just two pistols; even if Liu Yonghe hadn't helped him block, he could have easily hidden inside the tank to avoid them.
Liu Yonghe's lips twitched, and he finally nodded before chasing after the fleeing Laura.
At that moment, a very pretty figure also chased after Nami.
Fang Zong was left alone, riding by himself, charging forward towards the horde of ghosts billowing with black smoke...
"The Method—Derailment and Collision!"
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