Wu Li was drenched in blood, his clothes torn in several places, revealing the bullet-proof vest underneath, along with the bullets lodged in it.
Bolis looked at Wu Li standing there and noticed the bullet-proof vest he was wearing, showing a horrified expression.
Having been a mercenary, he knew all too well that only a heavy-duty bullet-proof vest could block rifle bullets or even an AK47 spray at close range, and even the lightest heavy-duty bullet-proof vest weighed over 40kg. Ordinary people wearing it would hardly be able to walk, let alone trained Special Soldiers maintaining high-intensity combat.
Yet the person before him wore a vest weighing at least 40 kilograms, but he had just burst out with such fast movement speed—it was utterly inconceivable.
He's not human...
Bolis thought to himself. In contrast, Chang Hao, who had witnessed the terrifying strength of a Grandmaster Level expert like Long Yu, was much calmer.
"Are you Wu Li?" Chang Hao asked in Chinese.
