Chapter 14: samurai

Those bullets hit the yellow turban warriors, although they caused a certain amount of damage, but because of sufficient preparation and they are already a one-star army, their defense has been greatly strengthened. Only a few yellow turban warriors were hit by bullets. .
Moreover, those bullets did not penetrate the body of the yellow towel warrior, but embedded in their fur, and even the blood did not flow out much.
Their current combat power is comparable to that of a one-star zombie!
"How is it possible? These guys... why are they so thick?"
Wu Yong was in doubt, but obviously he won't get any explanation.
Under the leadership of Guan Hai, the Yellow Turban Regiment has already knocked down more than a dozen gunmen, and the Gothic Musketeer Regiment has begun to kill quickly...
These people don't have the defensive ability of the yellow turban warrior, they shoot one at a time and directly headshot.
Bang bang bang...
In just a few breaths, a dozen people who were still majestic just now were killed and injured.
"You can't kill me! I am the Wu family!"
"You killed me, the Wu family won't let you go! Those who are acquainted, let me go now!"
"Fight against the Wu Family, you can't afford it!"
The submachine gun in Wu Yong's hand was captured, and the whole person was pressed under the body by a yellow-turbaned strongman, unable to move.
There was cold sweat on his forehead, and his breathing became quicker.
But in an instant, he was full of confidence.
He felt that Fang Fan should not know the strength of the Wu Family, he only needs to dial a little, and Fang Fan will make a reasonable choice.
Fang Fan was silent, silently picked up the submachine gun on the ground, and put on a magazine...
However, I didn't succeed for several times.
This thing... he also played for the first time.
With the help of Hans, he barely learned to use this gun.
Fang Fan showed a clumsy gesture of playing the gun, and Wu Yong's heart became more stable.
"This guy must have been an ordinary person before the end of the world. With luck, he issued two legion cards. This kind of stuffed buns would be best to fool..."
Wu Yong thought this way, staring at Fang Fan coldly.
"Let go of him!"
Fang Fan gave the order.
"Huh! It's good to know, you saved your life, are you interested in joining..."
Suddenly...
A series of gunshots came, Wu Yong felt a cold behind him, he stared at Fang Fan incredulously, as if asking for an explanation.
"Um... this gun is really good, but it has a few bullets."
Fang Fan blew the smoking muzzle, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking a little excited.
"I'm sorry... Wu Family, I don't know."
"And you just hurt my brother... so you must die!"
"Bring all the guns! Clean the battlefield."
This battle has been very rewarding.
"Master, three submachine guns, five semi-automatic rifles, five pistols, 1,000 rounds of various ammunition..."
Hans stepped forward and looked quite excited. As the ancestor of guns, he has a unique hobby for guns.
"Master...There is also a promotion card here!"
Guan Hai stepped forward with excitement and handed a card that flashed white light.
Fang Fan looked happy, promotion card? Surprise joy! This group of people even hunted for a promotion card!
"Upgrade the Yellow Turban Warrior Army!"
Fang Fan made up his mind almost instantly, he needed a stronger army to protect himself.
"Ding! The Yellow Turban Legion is a one-star legion. Ten promotion cards are required to be promoted to two stars!"
Fang Fan's expression changed when the system sound came.
Ten? This is what...Where did he get it!
Then according to this rule, won't it require 100 promotion cards to be promoted to the Samsung Legion in the future?