It's like the sound of festive firecrackers, but the pitch is hundreds of times louder.

After that, the head of the eighth-level Tianzun who was about to successfully capture Zhao Chu suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

Dead!

The headless corpse kicked its legs and died immediately.

…

"gun!"

"It's gunfire!"

Zhao Chu suddenly raised his head.

Others have never heard it, are confused, and cannot understand it.

But Zhao Chu was familiar with this sound to his bones.

This is the voice that every man on earth dreams of.

This is... gunfire.
Chapter completed!