Chapter 342 - 312 Not Passing, Accepting the Will
Stone Forest, gunshots kept ringing out.
Feng Lin had enough magazines on him, and he quickly reloaded with one hand while running, just like in the movies. Therefore, his assault never ceased, and whenever Wu Li managed to close the distance, Feng Lin would turn around and fire back, forcing Wu Li to take cover behind a stone pillar and then continue his run.
Bang! Bang!
After two shots, Wu Li hid behind one of the pillars.
This time he didn’t immediately give chase but paused behind the pillar to catch his breath.
On a high platform, the cameraman facing Wu Li’s direction zoomed in, revealing clearly the exhaustion on Wu Li’s face. His arms, thighs, and waist bore the marks of torn fabric, remnants of bullet grazes. A particularly noticeable wound was on his right shoulder, where the bullet had grazed the skin, blood soaking his clothes in dark red.
This was a mess Wu Li had never been in before.
"How pitiful, why does it have to be like this?"
"It’s the first time I’ve seen Wu Li in such a disarray."
"He’s already very powerful, going against firearms with manpower and dodging so many bullets."
"Wu Li’s opponent is formidable too, not to mention his spear technique; have you noticed his movement speed? It’s not much slower than Wu Li’s."