C930 Facing me, you have no meaning!

Facing me, you have no meaning at all!

As for Zhang Dongcheng, he just tilted his head, a calm expression on his face, and a smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

The gunner was not even a meter away from Zhang Dongcheng, and shot all the bullets with a single pull of the trigger. He was fully expecting that Zhang Dongcheng would be covered in bloody holes and die from the attacks, but in front of him, Zhang Dongcheng smiled indifferently, as if he was firing empty bullets.

The gunner suddenly widened his eyes as he watched in disbelief, his face completely lifeless!

"You're looking for these?" Zhang Dongcheng opened his palm, and in it lay thirty yellow warheads!

How could this be possible!?

The gunner was stunned, he even forgot to run. He just stood there dumbly, staring straight at Zhang Dongcheng, his eyes filled with shock, fear, and uncertainty.

Cang Jingyamei was so surprised that she covered her small mouth with her hands. The spear that Teng Yuan Long Xing had used to slash at her with his katana had left her completely at a loss, but Zhang Dongcheng had used his bare hands to catch all of the bullets. It was so much so that no one could even see his movements clearly, she was like a living spirit!

Many of the people hiding at the side peeked at the scene with widened eyes. They were so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe.

This guy, this guy used his bare hands to catch all of the submachine guns and bullets in close proximity and bombarded them with bullets. This was simply a miracle of a god descending to the mortal world!

Everyone was dumbstruck and trembling all over!

"You have thirty-seven people. Seven in this carriage, four on the roof, and twenty at the places where each carriage is connected. Am I right?" Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently, he played with the bullet in his hand, the formless pressure surging forth like the ocean waves, pressing the gunner back again and again, even the courage to shoot one more shot had disappeared.

With a shout, the gunman rushed to the other side of the carriage. He finally thought of running away.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Dongcheng shot thirty rounds of bullets horizontally, hitting the gunner's head until it exploded, causing him to die on the spot. And the ones who died at the same time were the other six people in the carriage, including the middle-aged man, the young lady, and the seven old men and eighty old man with a walking stick!

Blood blossomed out from the heads of these people. They fell headfirst onto the ground. Some of them dropped their pistols, some of them even dropped heavy firearms, and some even dropped two or three hand grenades that had been pulled out of their bracelets!

The moment they saw the grenade, many of them screamed in horror and desperately retreated. In that split-second, the grenade exploded!

"Boom!"

The entire car of the new trunk line was blown up, the flames and thick smoke billowed, it was unknown just how many people had died in the last half of the train, they were blown off track by the grenade's might, under the grinding of the iron and earth, they rushed into the forest beside the road, an earth-shattering explosion!

In Seoul, the tank cannon, the rocket launchers had no effect on Zhang Dongcheng at all, but how could these few grenades harm Zhang Dongcheng at all?

How laughable!

Protecting Cang Jingyamei in front of him, ignoring the falling train behind him, the flames exploding in a straight line, Zhang Dongcheng just indifferently walked forward, with a leap, he rushed to the top of the carriage on the new bus.

The train came to a screeching halt with sparks flying everywhere. At the back of the train, thick smoke billowed out. Many people didn't wait for the new trunk to stop and madly jumped down, fleeing in all directions.

On the carriage stood four guys with katana in hand. They were all dressed in black, and looked like ninjas from ancient times.

"So few people?" "If there's too little of it, call your comrades over here. I can kill them more easily," Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently, with no happiness or anger on his face.

"Ba'e, this is the land of our empire, we will not allow you to be so presumptuous!" A black-clothed ninja roared. Behind him, over a dozen martial artists from a short country climbed onto the carriage. They held all sorts of katana in their hands as they surrounded him.

"From ancient times until now, it has always been you little devils showing off your strength and burning and plundering the land of China. You didn't think that today, someone would spill your blood on your land, did you? "

Zhang Dongcheng casually said with a calm face, he only slowly pulled out his sword and laughed: "If I used my full strength to crush you all, I'll make sure you guys will die a happy death, today I think it should be a little easier, I'll just kill you all as I please!"

Casually kill him?

All of the martial artists from the short countries exploded with anger. Damn, aren't you being too arrogant!?

These people were not ordinary assassins. These were all martial artists. The super masters ranked tenth and eleventh on the Heavenly Dog Ranking were all here!

"Kill, kill this kid!"

"Go on, kill him first!"

"Bastard, you are courting death!"

More than twenty people roared together, exploding forth with an imposing manner!

As if an invisible constraint had been opened, the crazy and bloodthirsty Little Devil martial artist madly rushed over. His rain-like footsteps caused the train to shake. With a bloodthirsty and frenzied heart, they fiercely rushed over!

"No matter how crazy your words are, in front of me, there's no meaning!" Zhang Dongcheng suddenly laughed out loud. His laughter was extremely unrestrained, extremely arrogant and arrogant!

Hundreds of years ago, the blood and tears of the people on the coast of China, more than a hundred years ago, the undead that bellowed at me in the afternoon sea battle, seventy years ago, the grief and indignation of the ghost under the three hundred thousand swords in Southern Beijing turned into today, the blade in my hand!

The blade that brought death, fear, destruction, and complete conquest!

With one slash, the head of the little demon warrior who was in the lead was sliced off to the side, ignoring the flying brain and blood spurting out, Zhang Dongcheng pulled back his katana like a tornado and cut a nearby demon warrior into two halves. His bloodied intestines and internal organs flowed down onto the ground in front of the ghost warrior's confused eyes, leaving behind only the ghost-like wails and wolf-like screams.

I don't need to smack them to death, I don't need to trample them to death. These trash are only fit to cut open their bellies, and they would wail in pain amidst the icy cold and sharp edges of their blades to repent why they were so blind when they were reincarnated!

Zhang Dongcheng didn't use any martial skills at all, only his katana could easily cut into the stomach of the evil spirit warrior that was madly rushing towards him. It was as if a red-hot iron blade had cut open a fragrant cream cake, causing a large pile of blood-red internal organs to fall down, bringing about countless spurts of black blood as well as non-human screams.

"Don't you like having your stomach cut? Let me help you all! " Zhang Dongcheng brandished his blade and attacked, but laughed out loud. As he moved and turned, he killed several people, causing blood to spurt out everywhere, he was talking and laughing merrily!

Cang Jingyamei ran out of the carriage and stood on the ground, looking at the battle on top of the carriage.

The blade in Zhang Dongcheng's hand trembled, like a viper with life, under the shine of the sunlight, the blade edge turned from bright white to burst out with a ray of light, the blood light shone, the killing intent that poured out was extremely terrifying!