Intelligent Brain Xiaoyou's cold and calm voice sounded in He's earpiece.
On his tactical visor, the surrounding illusions of the Shadow Scorpion were marked one by one as translucent virtual shadows, with only one locked in place by a striking deep red highlight.
Guided by Xiaoyou, the muzzle in He's hand followed the instructions precisely, bullets weaving around the illusion interference and wildly chasing after the Shadow Scorpion.
"Ding ding dang dang!"
The Shadow Scorpion retreated continuously, the menacing mechanical scorpion tail creating a blurred white light screen in front of him, deflecting or bouncing away most of the incoming bullets, sparking continuous sparks.
The cruel smile under the Shadow Scorpion's mask momentarily stiffened, his brow involuntarily furrowing, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.
"How is this possible? Can he see through my true form?"
