In the tree, Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle watched this scene, utterly appalled, and almost simultaneously let out thunderous roars, "Damn it, you bastard—" The guns in their hands fired nearly at the same time, vigorously shooting toward the Golden Scale Snake. The two had shared life and death countless times with Luo Zheng, and upon seeing Luo Zheng being struck and sent flying, his fate unknown, they couldn't care less about his orders. Their eyes were red with fury as they howled and continued to pull the trigger in anger.
"Ding ding dong—" Bullets hit the Golden Scale Snake, making crisp sounds, and sparks flew everywhere, terrifying in the night. The Golden Scale Snake was pained by the bullets, causing its body to roll and twist, constantly crashing into nearby trees, making cracking sounds that echoed far away. The commotion was menacingly extreme.
