Amidst the smoke, Ye Lang completed the preparation of four servings of the ultimate delicacy in one go.
They were led by Bi Xiao without even tasting the food they made themselves.
It’s no wonder Ye Lang is ruthless. The inner qualities of these four women are really not high.
The highest scorer, Fan Ping, only scored 65 points and had lived with two boyfriends.
No matter whether they stay or go, Bi Xiao will make arrangements.
Women are just a means for him to increase his strength, and he doesn't need to spend too much energy on them.
Being different from Bi Xiao and Bi Jin, Xiong Yuan and Xiong Ting, there is overlapping fun, and Ye Lang likes it.
Then Ye Lang took out the submachine gun.
The gun was more than one meter long, dark in color, and emitted a cold metallic luster.
The muzzle of the gun is slightly tilted upwards, making it look particularly ferocious.
Ye Lang gripped the gun handle, feeling a heavy weight, and nodded secretly in his heart, thinking that it was indeed a product of the system.
Moreover, Ye Lang discovered that this gun had no magazine, but there were complex runes engraved on the gun body, which seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power.
Ye Lang understood that the secret of this gun's infinite bullets lay in these runes.
Without much hesitation, Ye Lang pointed the gun at his right index finger.
He had long wanted to try whether he could withstand the bullets.
A gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced the air and hit the index finger.
Ye Lang frowned slightly, feeling a sharp pain, but there was no blood and his index finger was intact.
A surge of confidence surged in Ye Lang's heart. It seemed that his physique was already incredibly strong.
Of course, experimenting with fingers alone was not enough, so Ye Lang decided to try again.
He pointed the gun at his left arm and pulled the trigger, with a deafening gunshot.
"Hiss~"
Ye Lang gasped in pain. Although his left arm didn't bleed, it was bruised purple.
It seems that although the level 2 arm can withstand the attack, it cannot be as unscathed as the fingers.
Ye Lang continued the experiment, pointing the gun at his thigh, and the gunshot rang out again.
"Fuck!"
The severe pain in his thigh made Ye Lang curse out loud.
I saw that the ten-centimeter pointed bullet was about half embedded in the flesh, and blood was slowly flowing out of the bullet hole.
Ye Lang quickly removed the bullet, but the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bloodstains slowly disappeared.
Although it is not as fast as Bi Xiao's healing ability, its self-healing ability has been greatly improved compared to before.
“Haha, hahahahahahaha!”
Ye Lang laughed out loud, his eyes flashing with fanaticism.
If he could even withstand the submachine gun produced by the system, it meant that he was no longer afraid of the threat of any gun.
126 points of physical fitness, and the lowest level of strength of the whole body is level 1, which completely frees him from the fear of ordinary weapons.
No wonder Ye Lang was so excited.
Anyone who truly understands thermal weapons can understand their power.
Whether you are a rhino, a giant boar, a whale, or even a dinosaur, you can hardly withstand the power of bullets.
Carbon-based organisms are extremely vulnerable to bullets.
But carbon-based organisms are fragile, but Ye Lang is not.
He was as strong as a diamond, and bullets were just a tickle in front of him.
Well, although the system-produced guns paired with armor-piercing bullets will still hurt his flesh, that's roughly the idea.
Ye Lang took a deep breath, and the light in his eyes became even brighter.
He decided to kill more of the White Walkers before they fully invaded and upgrade several of his powerful traits to the peak level one.
It would be best if all the women were upgraded to level two, so that they would have more self-protection capabilities when facing the increasingly powerful White Walkers in the future.
Ye Lang decided to go after lunch. The longer the time went, the greater the threat of the White Walkers would be.
Looking at the time, it's already 12:30 noon.
Only at this point was Wang Feng's matter finally dealt with.
There was no other way. Even if Ye Lang intended to speed up, it still took too much time to increase his physical fitness four times in a row.
Ye Lang opened his phone, looked at the messages from several people, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
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