Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

BANG! BANG! BANG!

A series of pistol shots rang out, plunging Wang Ruoxi into total despair.

She watched helplessly as the muzzle of the middle-aged woman's gun spewed flames, sending bullet after bullet towards Qin Heng. The sounds seemed to emanate from hell itself, dragging her deeper and deeper into the abyss!

It's over! Completely over! There's no way to survive such concentrated gunfire! Impossible! Based on common sense and my own understanding, Qin Heng is undoubtedly going to die. A mortal body is just flesh and blood; how could it possibly compare to the power of firearms? Clearly, this is impossible.

She closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear the sight of Qin Heng riddled with bullets, dying so horrifically. It's truly too tragic.

"HAHAHA! Die! Die, little beast!" The middle-aged woman cackled, wildly firing her gun at Qin Heng. In her eyes, Qin Heng is already a dead man!

So what if he's a Martial Artist? In the face of a deadly weapon like a gun, he's still trash, useless!!

"You think you're so tough, huh? You think you can slice a gun with a fruit knife? Come on! Come on! Fuck! Idiot!!" The middle-aged woman's demeanor bordered on hysteria.

"Die! Die!! Martial Artist! Bullshit Martial Artist! You're still going to die by my gun! Go on, be arrogant! Be tough! I'll blow your brains out! HAHAHAHA!!"

This middle-aged woman was extremely arrogant. She didn't even glance at Qin Heng, her gun firing wildly, intent on utterly obliterating him!

CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!

The pistol's magazine wasn't very large, after all. Before long, the middle-aged woman's gun ran out of bullets, leaving only the clicking sound.

But with that many bullets fired, a normal person would have been killed long ago. Even a Martial Artist would undoubtedly be dead. This was what the middle-aged woman firmly believed.

However, when she confidently looked at Qin Heng's condition, she was immediately stunned. Then, almost staggering to her feet, she stared in disbelief!

"No! This is impossible! How can this be? You... you... you! What on earth are you?!" The middle-aged woman was utterly horrified, her expression filled with disbelief.

She stared at Qin Heng, wide-eyed, her eyeballs nearly popping out as if she had seen a ghost.

The current situation far exceeded her understanding!

How could this be?! Qin Heng is completely unharmed! Not even his clothes have a tear! The barrage of bullets that hit him just moments ago seemed like a gentle breeze passing by, having no effect whatsoever! Is this even human?!

The middle-aged woman began to question her sanity. Am I hallucinating? Or perhaps dreaming? Otherwise, how could I encounter such a bizarre incident?!

Too ludicrous! Too unbelievable! This simply can't happen in the real world! I've never encountered anyone who could be hit by so many consecutive handgun shots and remain completely unscathed—not even in my wildest dreams! There can't possibly be such a person in this world! But now, one has truly and unmistakably appeared right before me. Why is this happening?!

The middle-aged woman's cry of alarm also reached Wang Ruoxi's ears.

This caused her to pause. She instinctively opened her eyes to look at Qin Heng, wanting to see what was happening, because the middle-aged woman's exclamations were truly bizarre.

Could it be that the young man didn't die? How is that possible? That was a gun, and he was hit by so many bullets! It's impossible for him not to be dead!

Although I desperately hope Qin Heng is safe and sound, and that we can escape to safety together, my reason tells me it's impossible! Because they have guns! Wang Ruoxi thought, her hope warring with logic.

However, when she truly opened her eyes and looked towards Qin Heng, she was stunned.

Qin Heng was indeed standing there, completely unharmed.

There wasn't even a single speck of blood on his body. Utterly inconceivable!

At his feet, many bullets lay scattered. Looking closely, the tips of these bullets were all flattened, as if they had struck some incredibly hard object.

Then, they had been forcefully ricocheted onto the ground, without causing the slightest harm!

Too incredible! Is this real or fake? This isn't a movie, is it?

Wang Ruoxi's beautiful eyes widened in shock. Without thinking, she ran straight to Qin Heng and threw herself into his arms, anxiously asking, "Are you alright? Are you really alright?!"

I was truly terrified just now. In this situation, it's only me and Qin Heng. If Qin Heng had died, the fate awaiting me would have been incredibly tragic. In that case, I would undoubtedly die as well!

"Of course, I'm fine." Qin Heng smiled. Her soft, fragrant embrace was delightful, the sweet scent intoxicating. He felt extremely comfortable as he gently stroked Wang Ruoxi's hair and said with a smile, "Never mind this little handgun; even a nuclear bomb explosion couldn't harm me."

"PFFT!" Wang Ruoxi couldn't help but laugh. She lightly punched Qin Heng's chest, teasing, "Who talks like that? A nuclear explosion is way too exaggerated!"

BUZZ! BUZZ!

Just then, the sound of a car engine suddenly roared to life.

The middle-aged woman had, at some point, run to the car and was now planning to drive away. She had clearly seen that Qin Heng, the Martial Artist, possessed strength that was simply inhuman.

Better to make a run for it!

However, just escaping like this is too humiliating! The middle-aged woman's heart filled with frustration.

So, after starting the car, she composed herself somewhat. She stuck her head out of the car window and cursed at Qin Heng, "You ungrateful little prick! You little beast! Just you wait! Sooner or later, I'll kill you! Idiot! If you have the guts, come get me! HAHAHA!"

Now, the middle-aged woman was completely brazen.

After all, the car has started, and it's picking up speed quickly. It's impossible for anyone to catch up. I can definitely escape!

So, she cast aside all scruples, cursing and mocking Qin Heng to her heart's content, venting her frustration.

"Damn it! This is so infuriating!" Wang Ruoxi, nestled in Qin Heng's arms, watched the escaping middle-aged woman and stomped her foot in anger. "She's actually getting away!"

"Don't worry, she won't get far," Qin Heng said calmly, his voice laced with a faint killing intent as he covered Wang Ruoxi's eyes with one hand.

With his other hand, he casually picked up two bullets from the ground and aimed them at the middle-aged woman, whose head was still sticking out of the car window as she cursed.

He chuckled. "With such a filthy mouth, it's better to send you to your grave early—BANG!!"

At the same time, he flicked his fingers, and the two bullets instantly shot through the air!