C20

"Brother Bao!" Before the screams of the group of curlers could fade away, two miserable shrieks could be heard. "Crack, crack." Two sounds. I broke the wrists of the two trash holding the gun and took the gun from my hands.

Kang Yiliang was very alert. As expected of a gangster. When he saw the gun in my hand, he immediately dashed into the room and ordered the people behind him to rush towards me.

"Bang bang bang." I didn't stop until the bullets ran out.

He had never played with a gun before, so he never thought it would be so great. It was just that the few people who rushed up pitifully became a sieve for bullets.

'Hu! 'A loud sound was heard, and the instant my bullets ran out, a leg brought along a sharp, cold wind as it cleaved down towards my head.

Kang Yiliang suddenly rushed out and attacked me.

This bastard was quite sinister. He had found the best opportunity to strike.

This sudden attack made cold sweat trickle down my back. Earlier, when he heard Curly Hair's introduction, he knew that this kid's legs were very powerful and had the appellation of 'iron leg'. A single kick from him could kill a wolf. I think I'm going to get kicked, and even if I don't break, it won't hurt much. Unfortunately, it was too late for me to dodge. I had to lean back a little to avoid the attack.

With a "pa" sound, the spear in his hand was cut off. A heart-wrenching pain immediately came from his hand. Two shots from those two bastards had entered my arm, and now they made me feel as if my hand had left my body.

Even worse, before I could react, Kang Yiliang kicked me in the stomach.

"Oh!" With a groan and a whoosh, I involuntarily flew upwards.

"Brother Bao." The group of people screamed out again. Jiang Li and the rest who were inside cried out in grief, thinking that I had died.

With a thump, my body and the walls of the ceiling hit each other intimately and bounced off.

Kang Yiliang looked at me from below with a vicious and sinister smile in his eyes. His feet were ready to give me another chance to strike again.

In desperation, I had to focus on my leg, my eyes fixed on the flying iron foot.

"Peng!" The moment his foot flew up, I, who was originally waiting for death in the air, suddenly flipped my body, forcibly changing my angle in the air. My right foot ferociously swept towards Kang Yiliang's kick with a strange arc.

His legs are powerful, and I think my legs are even stronger than his. Otherwise, how could I be worthy of being a cultivator?

"Crunch!" A sound that sounded like bones breaking was followed by a miserable scream that pierced through all the eardrums of the people present. Then, a figure who had once been insufferably arrogant in West Gate Street with an iron leg that could shake the world held his crippled leg and collapsed on the ground.

The bunch of furry people did not say a word as they rushed forward to punch and kick him, causing him to be unable to lift a single finger to vent the hatred in his heart.

Exhausted, I leaned against the wall.

• * This is too embarrassing. If anyone were to find out that I was done in by an ordinary person in the future, I would definitely become a laughingstock. If I let those heartless people laugh their teeth off, they will become a bunch of beauties to make fun of my private words.

"Brother Bao, Brother Bao, how are you? Are you alright?" Jiang Li's group of beautiful girls, who had been released by the curls, ran to my side and greeted me eagerly. Some of them still had tears in their eyes.

I gritted my teeth as I stood up straight and said weakly, "What can happen to a man? Curly, come here. "

"Hehe, Brother Bao, what orders do you have?" The curly hair immediately came over with a disgusting and charming smile.

"Call the baldy and have him take people to the headquarters of the Executioner's Guild. There's probably no one left to guard that place. "

"No problem, I'll call him right away." Curly Hair jumped up and down. He was going to get another piece of land. It would be strange if he wasn't happy.

"Also, grab that bastard Kang, put the gun to his head and drag him down." I hastily ordered again.

Curly immediately understood what I meant, "Brother Bao, you're saying we should use him to threaten the Assassins to retreat. "But this gun has run out of bullets. You've taken it all."

"Pig brain, if you don't say it, I won't say it. How do the people below know there are no more bullets in the gun."

"Hehe, yes, yes. Brother Bao is wise. Little Min Min, Brother Curly Hair will go first. " Curly Hair smiled disgustedly as he bade farewell to the beauties. As he made his phone call, he rushed towards Kang Yiliang, who did not look human at all.

After the call ended, Curly Hair turned to his brothers on both sides and ordered, "Lift him up."

The two brothers immediately lifted Kang Yiliang up in the air. One of the brothers looked at Kang Yiliang's broken leg and cursed, "Fuck, what kind of iron leg is this? "It broke in an instant, not even a chicken leg could match."

Another brother also scolded, "This is f * cking a broken leg, what are you bragging about? Kicking a wolf to death with one kick. I'm guessing that the little mutt that laozi used to have wouldn't even die from that kick."

"You two bastards, why are you still spouting nonsense? Hurry up and leave." Curly Hair showed off his authority.

"Hehe, Brother Curly Hair, we're leaving now." The two bastards smiled coquettishly and dragged Kang Yiliang down the stairs like a dead dog, "Everyone, let me go, let me go."

The crowd in the corridor immediately opened up a path. I endured the pain in my hands and feet as I followed, but I couldn't help but stagger when I reached the next floor. Jiang Li and the other beauties at my side hastily supported me as they asked anxiously, "Brother Bao, you … are you alright?"

"If there's anything, it's all your doing. I'll settle it with you guys when we get back." After I coldly said that, I shook them off, causing the few girls to lower their heads. The smallest of them, Little Min, pouted her mouth, as if she wanted to cry at any moment.

I just glanced at Little Min, didn't say much, and followed her downstairs.

At the exit downstairs, two groups of people were fighting each other. The clamor, the curses, and the screams became one pot of porridge.

"All of you stop!" Curly down Kang Yiliang rushed down with a loud roar, followed by a series of "hualala" sounds. The Twin Bladed Party members opened up a path for him.

When the people from the Executioner's Guild saw this, they all rushed into the tunnel. However, when they saw Kang Yiliang who was about to die and had a curly-haired gun on his head, they all froze in shock. Shouts of surprise immediately rose and fell, "Brother Kang, Brother Kang!"

"Kang, all of you old men, back off! Otherwise, I'll shoot this bastard in the face with my spear!" Curly hair spoke in a domineering manner, speaking viciously.

The group of people who had rushed up from the Hall of Executions were actually intimidated by him. They all retreated, looking fearfully at the guns in Curly's hands.

Curly Hair immediately laughed complacently when he saw the people from the Executioner's Guild retreat in fear of him, "Charge! You bastards, charge! Hahaha!"

"Curly, let go of our Kang, if you have the guts come out and fight!" With a tiger's roar, a burly man walked up and pointed at the curly hair as he shouted in anger. Apparently, he knew Curly Hair.

I watched from behind without making a sound. In the past few days, I've always been like this. I, who don't like to flaunt myself, would let the baldy and curly hair do whatever was needed to deal with the situation. I would only make a move later on and only appear when there was nothing I could do. Because of this, there aren't many people in the underworld who truly understand me. It could be said that the reputation of the Twin Blades, Bald and Curly, had risen so fiercely in the past three months that I had no idea how many times stronger they were than me. Of course, there are some powerful upper echelons in the underworld who have a strong intelligence network and know a bit about my situation.

"Tiger Head, why the f * * k are you so arrogant!" Curly Hair also recognized this majestic man. "Do you think I'm an idiot? I'll fight you one on one and pick your mother's head. Immediately tell your brothers to get out of the way, or else I'll make your boss' brains bloom!"

Over the past three months, Curly Hair had grown stronger and stronger. He had become a qualified gangster boss.

Blue veins popped out from the tiger's head. "You, you, you fucking dare!"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Curly started to move.

"Wait." The tiger head probably got scared by the bullet less gun of Curly Hair. Seeing the hand move, he hurriedly called out, "You, what the hell do you want? Show us what you can do."

"Very good." Curly smiled sinisterly, "Tell your men to get out of the way and let us out."

"Bullsh * t, release our Brother Kang first, then we'll get out of the way." This man called Tiger Head didn't look like he was stupid.

"You're the one farting!" Curly hair cursed back, "You guys get out of the way first!"

"Release them first!"

"Get out of the way!"

"..."

The two groups of people started to argue about letting him go and getting out of the way. At first Curly and Tiger Head were arguing, but later two of their subordinates were arguing together. All of a sudden, spittle flew everywhere, and all sorts of obscenities and obscenities appeared one after another.

While they were arguing, the person in front rolled up his sleeves. At first, he just gave you a push and a kick, but now he just grabbed the guy and started hitting him.

The two groups of people were in a heated argument. Suddenly, there was a deafening boom and the floor seemed to shake under his feet. There was a series of "clang clang" and "clang clang" sounds as everything shattered.

It was as if someone had dropped a small bomb on this scene. Not only were the noisy groups of people stunned, even I was stunned.

"Get the fuck out of my way!" A very arrogant voice came from the back of the Executioner's Guild, followed by another "Boom!", causing the ground to shake once again.

The two groups of people looked at each other. With a "hualala" sound, they automatically opened up a path for the executioners.

At the entrance of the passageway, there was a black trench coat, black sunglasses, a shiny bald head, and a huge black gun barrel that was emitting smoke.

The gun looked like a shotgun. Looking at it, the gun was more than one meter long and its diameter was estimated to be more than 20 mm. No wonder there was such a loud noise. A gunshot sounded like a bomb had been dropped.

The man's sunglasses were too big, almost covering his entire face. The collar of his windbreaker was up high over his face, and now that it was night, and the lights in the bar were so badly damaged, no one recognized him for a moment.

As this person walked in valiantly with a gun in his hand, the noisy scene immediately turned silent. Only the arrogant sound of his footsteps and breathing could be heard. Those inside were staring at him in amazement. In their eyes, it was as if all of a sudden, Thor had arrived and the Terminator had arrived.

"Kid, you sure are f * cking arrogant. You're courting death!" The huge muzzle was pointed at Curly Hair, which scared him so much that he trembled. The gun in his hand tightened. If there really was a bullet, he probably really did fire.

"You, who are you? Don't act recklessly, or I'll shoot him to death!" Although Curly Hair still pretended to be stubborn, his voice was already trembling.

"Hehe, shoot if you dare. I will blast you into mincemeat with a single shot."

"You, you …" Curly hands began to tremble.

"Hehe, you must be scared." The trench coat wearing man smirked.