In three minutes, more than thirty people present lie down and nearly twenty, while the remaining few have retreated far away. Standing next to Sun Erpang, he looked at Ye Shao, who was like a god of death in front of him with some fear.

In their eyes, the man in front of them is simply not a human being. His machete has clearly hit one centimeter of the other person's body, so he can still avoid it. But if you dodge it, just dodge it. When they want to withdraw the knife and prepare to swing it for the second time.

But he found that his hand had been grabbed by the other party tightly. He looked at the other party smiling at him, and the thug who thought it was okay felt his arm click.

It was broken! But I couldn't even cry. After touching it for a few times, I couldn't touch it anymore. I had no choice but to imitate others lying on the ground and howled.

Sun Erpang is now very regretful why he had a bad idea to tease this kid's Ma Zi. If he had gone to chase Mu Fengmian, he would never have fallen into this kind of field.

Looking at the other party's gloomy eyes and thinking about the Haikou he had just praised, Sun Erpang couldn't help but tremble. His crotch felt even more cool.

He reached out and touched his body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was afraid that Mu Fengmian would run away today and bring the revolver he bought from the black market. He trembled and took out the rusty revolver from his pocket, which had never been used once.

Sun Erpang suddenly felt that he was like the fat man who was mistaken for Seraph Chan in a movie I had watched before. Look at his short figure and cross-eyed eyes.

Damn Eric Tsang is the second one! With the rusty pistol in his hand, Sun Erpang prayed in his heart. Don’t fucking the movies and don’t make it sound when it should be. Then I’ll be dead today.

He pulled the empty gun insurance and hit the empty gun a few times. Flowers bloomed on Sun Erpang's face. He shouted happily in his heart. "Hehe, grandma, I know that my character has exploded, but it's okay. I can't die today. It's said that a fucking good person won't live long, and a bad guy has been a thousand years. I'm the right guy."

He did not hide his inner joy at all on his face, and took out a few bullets from a bag and shouted at his younger brother.

"Hurry up and entangle him. I have a gun today. He will feel good after all." As he said that, he hurriedly slipped aside to load the bullets.

Mu Fengmian asked himself that he had learned a lot of Shaolin foreign styles since he was a child at Shaolin Temple. Fighting was also a good move. But just now, he saw that man moving around in the crowd, without being touched by the other party at all.

He knew that the man in front of him was definitely a person with extremely high attainments in martial arts. The obsession in his heart couldn't help but deepen. Perhaps he could really avenge his Mo'er today. Although he was a bit of a mistake, this was enough.

Yang Yushan's eyes never left Ye Shao's body from beginning to end. Every time Ye Shao's impact, every time he rushes, every time he whirls, every time he whirls, every time he whirls, every time he whirls, his fists, and his hand knife. All the dazzling attack methods turned into stars in Yang Yushan's eyes.

At this moment, as Ye Shao's woman, Yang Yushan felt that this was a very lucky thing. Every girl would dream that her man was a hero riding a tall horse. Obviously, Ye Shao was at this time, as was the same as that of the ancient heroes.

The person who rushed into the crowd and went back and forth unstoppable. This kind of aura that looked down on the world made Yang Yushan feel satisfied in her body and mind.

Two red glows dyed Yang Yushan's cheeks on both sides, making them look so charming in the cold wind.

But all this stopped after Sun Erpang trembled and took out his pistol. No matter how powerful a person's martial arts are, it is impossible to compare with these hot weapons. This has almost become common sense. Although Ye Shao is strong, if the other party is really despicable, he will use a cold gun.

Ye Shao's situation was too dangerous. Yang Yushan and Mu Fengmian had already expressed some concern in their eyes at this time. Mu Fengmian had never seen anyone dodge bullets before, so he was naturally frightened.

Yang Yushan was because Ye Shao was her favorite person in front of her, so naturally the big rock in her heart was difficult to fall. Although Sun Erpang's gun had not pointed at Ye Shao yet, she was already worried.

Only the person involved remained calm after seeing the other party tremblingly taking out a revolver. There was no nervousness on his face.

With a chuckle, Ye Shao greeted the younger brothers who were encouraged by his boss to rush towards him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he grinned in a strange curve.

"Over the years, many people have pointed guns at me, and many people want to kill me with guns like you, but the ending is very tragic. I can't think of any reason to exclude you. Now I'll give you a minute to prepare everything, and in one minute I will take your life!"

After saying that, Ye Shao's figure once again merged into the crowd that rushed forward...

After hearing Ye Shao's words, Sun Erpang couldn't help but tremble. A bun of bullets spread all over the floor. He hurriedly leaned over and picked them up and continued to load them tremble.

The only thing that can enhance courage in his hands was only a little bit of security. The moment he raised his eyes, most of the remaining dozen people had fallen down again.

They are not of the same level at all. Their own people can't even touch the other party's body, and they are defeated by the fierce attack.

Damn kid, why is he so powerful? Sun Erpang was filled with reluctance. But his hands were still shaking. He had to load the pistol before Ye Shao got rid of all his thugs.

At this time, he couldn't help but curse in his heart why he stopped bartending and did all this well. Now it's so troublesome.

Finally, with the last bullet entering the chamber, Ye Shao's men also fell down the last little brother.

"Haha... I didn't expect that in the end I was one step ahead. No matter how powerful you are, can you pass the gun in my hand? Stand there and don't move!" Sun Erpang, who had regained his confidence, stood there and smiled recklessly.

He installed the pistol like an escape from death, slowly turned on the insurance, and shouted at Ye Shao. At this time, Sun Erpang experienced the tension just now and continued to vent the fear in his heart.

But this is indeed so ridiculous to Ye Shao.

"Are you sure the gun in your hand can deal with me?" Ye Shao asked at him with a smile as he faced Fatty Sun pointing at his muzzle.

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Chapter completed!