Zhuo Yun took a couple of steps forward upon hearing this. He wanted to see what was so different about the laser equipment. Unexpectedly, a split second later, something lit up and a threatening laser beam swept straight toward him.
Zhuo Yun was shocked. He swiftly retreated by a few steps. Myron also barely avoided it standing by the side.
When they raised their heads, they could see a deep dent in the spot they were standing previously.
Zhuo Yun's hair was standing on its ends. Fear was still lingering in his heart. "Just look at how lethal it was…"
Fortunately, he was nimble enough. He could totally imagine what would become of him if he had failed to do it.
Was this something that should appear in a rural and backward village?
Zhuo Yun did not know what to say.
