"What is that? A flying wheelchair?"
Rimu Sheng never expected that he would see a wheelchair flying in the sky today.
And reality told him, he was shocked too soon.
Suddenly, in the sky, the wheelchair moved, and small fragments of mechanical parts rose from behind at a rapid speed, assembling, merging, integrating...
The scene could only be described as "gathering sand into a tower."
Rimu Sheng's usually calm and steady expression crumbled due to shock. His teammate Fang Yuan's jaw dropped, and Qiuqiu exclaimed with a "Wow."
In their field of vision, streaks of azure brilliance flickered slightly at the four corners of the wheelchair. Several illusory shadows pulled at the mechanics into action, and behind the wheelchair, bullets were thrust into the chamber, the safety catch was instantly released, and the angle of the gun barrels tilted...
Accompanied by several "clicks" of assembly sounds, behind the wheelchair, massive firearms had risen.
