Chapter 7 Sea of Death

Seeing Wo Gua's sudden attack, Zai Jinhe took out a slingshot from the pockets on both sides of the camel and shot the person farthest away from the back of his hand. The man was holding a gun. The back of his hand hurt and the gun fell to the ground. Zai Jinhe followed the same pattern and shot several people on the backs of their hands. Now that their guns had fallen to the ground, there was no real physical threat.

"Well done, Sister Hemiao!"

Jing Qiongshuang suddenly picked up two military flat kettles on the camel's back, pulled their straps, and tied them together to form a kettle nunchuck like a flying target. Her thumbs were wrapped around the buckle. In the center, it rotates rapidly, like a propeller, bringing up a large amount of sand and slowly approaching the leader.

"咻咻咻咻——"

The rapid rotation of the kettle made a sound in the air. Under such circumstances, being hit must be quite painful. A tangled look seemed to flash across the leader'