When the dilapidated building collapsed, it raised a lot of dust and smoke.
The dust and smoke concealed the figures of Brother Dog and Bull Head.
Gong Zhuxing was on alert. The death of his assistant didn't cause him any psychological turmoil, and after shooting the Hunting Demon Arrow, he made no superfluous actions, immediately opening the box and taking out a shotgun.
After retrieving the long-barreled shotgun, Gong Zhuxing silently performed his Cultivation Technique and loaded the "consecrated" Hunting Demon Bullet into the chamber, leaning carefully against the broken walls, cautiously observing the fluctuations within the dust.
Bam!
At that moment, the Bat Monster, which was about to make its escape in the air, convulsed strangely and then fell to the ground as a chunk of flesh and blood.
Such a bizarre scene left Gong Zhuxing dumbfounded, nearly pulling the trigger in excitement.
The chunk was like a brick, devoid of any sign of life.
"Dead... dead?"
