Someone shouted, and that dense barrage of firepower immediately crushed towards Chen Xiao.
Gunfire flickered, a mass of bullets from the assault rifles roared out.
The area was covered by intense firepower.
Chen Xiao's face darkened, "Stubborn fools!"
His body vanished in an instant, leaping into the air, and when he appeared, he had already charged into the midst of them.
His fists swung viciously and swiftly; those gun-wielding men, either had their heads smashed with a punch, or their chests blown apart, each of them wide-eyed, falling to the ground.
Many were also mistakenly killed by their companions' wild gunfire.
The whole scene was extremely brutal.
And Chen Xiao, like a killing god, passed through them, harvesting lives.
In just three or four seconds, twenty to thirty corpses fell to the ground.
Yet Chen Xiao remained unscathed, only tainted with a little of others' blood, adding an extra ferocity to his cold demeanor.
