Although Hermes was injured, those bullets were not enough to be fatal to him.
His entire being transformed into a dazzling bronze storm, rushing towards Yang Fei with lightning speed.
Having suffered great losses from Yang Fei, Hermes despised this cunning scoundrel to his core, determined to destroy him at the cost of his own severe injuries.
Countless blood-red flowers blossomed on Hermes' body.
Bullets had left no inch of his flesh untainted, his entire body peppered with bullet heads.
Despite the bronze battle armor absorbing most of the force, making penetration difficult, the pain was still unbearable.
Yet, Hermes seemed unfazed, clutching a dagger formed from True Martial Qi Force, its cold glint flickering, as he lunged at Yang Fei from behind.
This time, Yang Fei truly panicked, shouting loudly.
"Come save me, this Old Maozi has gone mad!"
Hermes, blood covering his face, sneered as he thrust a dagger towards Yang Fei's back with speed as swift as lightning.
