The car door opened, and dozens of Jia's thugs appeared, all armed with live ammunition.

The team was led by a tall and burly white man. He kept waving a short gun and shouting:

"Quick, quick, save Mr. Jia!"

"Surround and block me, don't let any enemy go!"

He issued an order to dozens of murderers: "Kill them all!"

"It came so quickly!"

Ye Fan looked at the swarming enemies and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"It looks like there's still going to be a fierce battle."

He planned to let Dugu Shang and others attack from behind and kill this group of enemies.

Shen Dongxing and the others also grasped their weapons tightly.

"Here comes the card!"

At this moment, Dong Qianli endured the pain and took back the playing cards from Shen Dongxing's hand.

Then he calmly made a mistake with both hands and held all the playing cards with his ten fingers.

The next second, he took a step forward and roared: "Broken—"

"Whoosh whoosh-"

The pokers poured out instantly, like meteors flying, and they were all lost in the enemy group.

"ah--"

Amidst a series of screams, Jia's assailants fell on their backs and splattered with blood.

The tall white man also fell to the ground with a card on his forehead.

No one left alive!
Chapter completed!