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Chapter 687: Throwing(2/2)

The single-head bullet roared out and embedded itself in the trunk of the tree in the path, causing the willow tree to sway greatly.

It was obviously the same path, but Wang Jin's bullet was blocked.

"Fuck..."

The playboy's pupils trembled and he muttered to himself.

Without any effort, he saw the crack on the edge of the tree, as if it had been chewed by something.

The area around the gap was scorched black, and if it hadn't been for the excessive moisture here, it might have been burning due to friction.

"These beasts can just take a piece of the tree trunk off."

The drama fanatic pointed desperately into the distance, with disbelief written all over his face.

"Yes... the accuracy is not affected."

Wang Jin nodded, and then looked at Hear No Evil, whose skull was blown off.

The latter twitched twice and stopped moving. His body was quickly corroded by the blood poison, leaving only a small statue of an ear-muffed monkey.

Wang Jin pretended to take half a step forward, and nodded with satisfaction when he saw the second branch flying past his toes.

Then he snapped his fingers, and the monkey statue was thrown away by the shadow and landed firmly in the backpack.

If it weren't for Wang Jin's fake move just now, the monkey statue would probably have been blown away to an unknown place.

Boom!

The willow tree just now swayed again, as if something was stuck on it.

Obviously, the force is not enough.

"Be prepared, two meters behind you."

Wang Jin whispered to Xi Chi, and at the same time waved his hand violently in the direction of the tree branch.

An obvious provocation.

"Ha-ooh haha-"

Weird laughter echoed in the woods.

The next second, darkness fell.
Chapter completed!
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