Making Great Fortune Overnight

But he was afraid of killing, so he hit Qin Lang in the leg. The bullet was a few meters away from Qin Lang, and it hit a layer of green light. The bullet actually floated in the air, and did not hurt Qin Lang at all.    

    

"My God!"    

    

The succubus could not help but put down her gun in shock and looked at ___ with her mouth agape.    

    

"Rip."    

    

A golden flame emerged from Qin Lang's body with a swoosh. The camouflage windbreaker on Qin Lang's face was quickly burned to ashes by the flames, revealing his black clothes. His long black hair fluttered in the wind.    

    

Qin Lang's black hair and black pupils were enveloped in the golden flames, making him look like the Sun God Apollo.    

    

With every step he took, the mark of the Gold Flame was revealed under his feet. Along the way, he left a long trail of flames as he walked towards the group of charming people.    

    

In front of the tens of thousands of succubus, Qin Lang was wrapped in the flames. He stepped on the Gold Flame and walked towards them step by step, as if a god had descended into the world.    

    

"Oh my god... What kind of monster is this?!"    

    

A group of monsters sighed with emotion when they saw a monster. What kind of strange thing was this!    

    

"He is the enemy. Quickly open fire and kill him. Don't let him get close to our position!"    

    

Under the reminder of a high-level Succubus, the other Succubus quickly reacted.    

    

The entire Succubus Army seemed to have woken up from a deep sleep. The machine guns turned their muzzles, the tanks turned their main guns, and various howitzer and rocket vehicles quickly began to set up.    

    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

First, it was Qin Lang's closest group of Enchanters. They began to fire with rifles and machine guns. Qin Lang was now three kilometers away from the entire square formation. Although most of the rifles could shoot to this distance, there were basically no shooting stars. However, thousands of people opened fire at the same time. A rain of bullets came like a sickle, and not even a mosquito could pass.    

    

But what exceeded everyone's expectations was...    

    

When the bullets hit Qin Lang's body, they were actually burned away by the Gold Flame on Qin Lang's body from a few meters away. They did not touch Qin Lang at all, and Qin Lang continued to walk forward step by step. It seemed slow, but it was actually fast.    

    

"How is this possible?"    

    

Countless charming people couldn't help but open their mouths wide.    

    

Only Natasha clenched her fists tightly and looked at Qin Lang nervously.    

    

...    

    

Three kilometers.    

    

2.9 kilometers.    

    

2.8 kilometers...    

    

Qin Lang was getting closer and closer to them.    

    

"Fire! If you can't kill with a gun, don't you know how to use a cannon? What about a tank with such a big target? Where's the rocket car? Where's the howitzer? What about the attackers?"    

    

Yang Zhanguo roared into the walkie-talkie.    

    

He stood among the commanders and watched Qin Lang walk towards the rain of bullets step by step. His pupils shrank. Qin Lang's appearance, in particular, shocked him.    

    

Shouldn't he have died under the father of bombs?    

    

Yang Zhanguo was surprised and bewildered in his heart.    

    

At this moment, the heavy weapon started to move. Over a hundred tanks, with Qin Lang as the center, turned the turret and aimed at him. The few rocket vehicles behind the formation had already started firing.    

    

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"    

    

Dozens of rocket launchers descended from the sky, covering the land within a hundred meter radius around Qin Lang. Rumble! Countless fireballs exploded on the ground, stirring up more than ten tons of soil. Smoke filled the air, flames burned, and shrapnel shot out in all directions. Under the cover of such a round of rocket launchers, it was an army of one battalion. They would also suffer heavy casualties.    

    

Before the many Charm Devils could cheer, a golden figure firmly walked out from the black smoke.    

    

Qin Lang was still shrouded in the burning Gold Flame. The surrounding flames, smoke, and shrapnel seemed to have no effect on him at all.    

    

"He can't even kill a rocket?"    

    

Seeing this scene, the cigarette butts in many people's mouths fell down.    

    

At this time, many tanks had already opened fire.    

    

"Bang."    

    

Like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, a series of cannonballs flew through the air. They left a long white mark, like the sickle of the god of death. In an instant, they charged at Qin Lang at a speed several times faster than the speed of sound. Within the army formation, the self-propelled cannons were erected. One after another, they opened fire. Countless cannonballs fell from Qin Lang's position.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

It was as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.    

    

"Bang bang bang bang!"    

    

After a round of volley, the Succubus quickly retreated, loaded a new round of ammunition, and fired at the same time. In the area 2.5 kilometers in front of the array, the Succubus had drawn a line of death on the line.    

    

This line of death fire was several hundred meters long, completely filled with cannonballs.    

    

The first round.    

    

Second round.    

    

Third round.    

    

Within a short minute, the Succubus had fired three rounds. The cannonballs she fired were several tons heavy, enough to flatten a mountain. Hundreds of tanks and self-propelled cannons had almost heated up the barrels.    

    

"They should be dead."    

    

Everyone nervously looked at the line of fire. Under such fierce cannon fire, even the most elite tank would probably be turned into a pile of scrap metal. How could one person withstand the bombardment of so many cannons?    

    

Natasha fiercely closed her eyes and trembled all over, not daring to look.    

    

But at this time, a scene that shocked everyone appeared. In the messy battlefield, a figure firmly walked out. His entire body was burning with golden flames, and a brilliant light surrounded his body. Huge warheads were scattered around him, but they did not hurt him at all.    

    

Qin Lang actually walked out of the line of death alive, and he was completely unharmed!    

    

With his physical body, he withstood the bombardment of over a hundred cannons!    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Yang Zhanguo was almost dumbfounded!    

    

Qin Lang walked out of the flames of war step by step.    

    

His body was like a bright green diamond. It was extremely hard and could carry a cannon.    

    

When everyone saw this scene, they were dumbstruck. Even the gunner who was filling up the cannonballs was stunned. The passengers who were watching from the side even let out world-shaking screams.    

    

It was as if they were witnessing a miracle.    

    

Only Natasha heaved a long sigh of relief and put down the heart that was in her throat. Her beautiful eyes looked at Qin Lang with an unprecedented light.    

    

"Pata."    

    

At this moment, in the command vehicle, the walkie-talkie fell from Yang Zhanguo's hand. His eyes were straight, and his lips trembled as he muttered.    

    

"It's him, it's him. He's back!"    

    

Originally, he was filled with confidence towards the tens of thousands of Succubi under his command.    

    

But now, he suddenly had no confidence in these high-level Succubi anymore.    

    

"Master, master! Please reply, what should we do next?"    

    

An urgent voice of a high-level Succubus came from the walkie-talkie.    

    

Yang Zhanguo suddenly woke up from his nightmare. He quickly took the walkie-talkie and roared crazily, "Mobilize all tanks, anti-tank cannons, armored vehicles, and armed helicopters. Stop him at all costs!"    

    

... "Yes, Master!"    

    

At this moment, Qin Lang, who was standing in front of the formation, suddenly moved.    

    

He no longer walked over obediently step by step, but began to accelerate. First, he walked quickly, then he jogged. After that, his figure became faster and faster. In the end, he almost pulled out layers of phantoms.    

    

In everyone's eyes, he was like a golden stream of light, carrying a long trail of flames as he rapidly charged toward the formation.    

    

Qin Lang was only one person, and opposite him was the steel wall formed by hundreds of armored vehicles. But Qin Lang resolutely charged forward.    

    

A person crashed into a steel wall!