"Motherf*cker, how dare you hit me? Sounds like you don't want to live anymore."
Jiang Hu said furiously and ordered his men, "Chop him to pieces!"
The hooligans raised their weapons. Just as they were about to move forward, Wen Ziyun took out a pistol from within his blazer and pressed it directly against Jiang Hu's forehead!
Bullets that don't have eyes would kill everyone indiscriminately.
The hooligans were so scared that they dared not move a muscle.
With a gun aimed at his forehead, Jiang Hu was so scared that he was sweating buckets. He knelt on the ground.
"Brother, please... Please calm down. Just... tread carefully with that gun, eh?" Jiang Hu said. He raised his hands in horror and made a humorous gesture indicating his surrender.
"Do you understand how sc
