The Earl's body suddenly flipped and rolled out, one hand painfully clutching the heart area, yet laughing triumphantly.
"Fool, I told you already, your bullets are ineffective against my Blood Pattern Medal armor..."
He stopped abruptly.
Because the bright yellow Stone Fire had already begun to burn on his chest, sizzling his flesh.
Yang Fei slowly lowered his Desert Eagle, a sinister smile appearing on his face.
"Ordinary bullets indeed are useless, but what about Dragon Talisman Bullets that can produce Stone Fire?"
"Stone Fire! Dragon Talisman Bullets!"
The Earl endured the intense burning sensation, his expression was like he had been chopped with One Blade. The bright yellow flames on his chest gradually expanded.
The Earl stared in disbelief at the Stone Fire on his chest, trembling all over from fear.
He suddenly screamed and lunged at Yang Fei.
"You vile little thief, I'll fight you to the death."
Boom!
