Count Hilcon licked the fresh blood off his wolf claws, grinning fiercely.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the gunmen, including Li Xinyan and Zhao Hui standing not far away, turned red.
"Shoot him, kill him!"
Zhao Hui, his eyes bloodshot, roared angrily.
Count Hilcon was the tallest figure, so even with shooting, there was no need to worry about hitting their own people.
Bang bang bang!
One after another, silver bullets shot towards Count Hilcon, yet his defense was extremely formidable.
The silver pellets from the shotgun couldn't penetrate his fur, much like small stones hitting a human body, only the heavy bullets from the anti-explosion gun could pierce through Count Hilcon's defense, though only halfway, embedding in his fur, causing him some pain.
"You little ants are simply courting death!"
