A dozen child soldiers, all wielding rifles, in this region, guns were really too rampant, almost ubiquitous.
When Fang Yi passed by, the dozen child soldiers immediately noticed him, causing an uproar, and all crowded towards Fang Yi.
Fang Yi always had a bottom line in what he did, but for these child soldiers, Fang Yi did not plan to leave any bottom line.
Whether you say Fang Yi was ruthless or say he had lost all his humanity, these child soldiers helped those bandits, or warlords and drug lords, and that's what Fang Yi could not tolerate.
Ratatat!
The sweeping sound of gunfire rang out as Fang Yi dashed into the bushes, slippery as a fish.
Fang Yi only held a black pistol in his hand, rarely firing a shot, but every time he did, a child soldier fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, only three or four of the dozen child soldiers remained, and when Fang Yi came in front of these boys, their rifles were already out of bullets.
