Even if Chad's bullets had missed the trio of Blood Butcher, they had certainly caused them significant trouble.
While martial artists possessed strength far beyond ordinary humans, they were at most comparable to the martial arts masters of Wuxia novels. Even a Grandmaster, if caught off guard, would struggle to withstand a single Barrett .50 caliber round.
They absolutely could not allow these perverted martial artists from Long Country to get close! Otherwise, only defeat and death awaited them.
For a time, a stalemate ensued. Both sides yearned to advance, yet neither could overcome the other. The ammunition of the six-man mercenary team was being consumed at an alarming rate, while the stamina of the trio of Blood Butcher and Blood Thorn was being burned without regard for cost.
Both sides seemed locked in a desperate struggle, unwilling to yield until a victor was decided. It was a contest not only for superiority but for life and death.