Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

The Hanchuan family cadres did not dare to neglect this legendary figure. They walked forward and spoke in a cold voice.

"The leader of the Black Killing Squad is here in person, what's the purpose?"

Shen Qingzhu looked at him indifferently, without any intention of replying.

I left in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my simultaneous translator.

Now I can't understand what the other person is saying at all.

This did not affect Shen Qingzhu's performance at all.

He won't tell you anyway.

Even with the language crash course Su Chen sent him, he still couldn't learn it.

He is a science student, but he is asked to learn liberal arts.

Isn’t this forcing someone to do something difficult?

After a while.

The cadres of the Hanchuan family were a little impatient, but they did not show it.

"Is the team leader here to call me to task?"

"I'm sorry, but our Hanchuan family has always been like this. If you feel uncomfortable, try to find the reasons within yourself."

Shen Qingzhu looked at the other person silently and slowly raised his left hand.

Crash!

More than a hundred people moved in unison, their right hands quickly reaching into their pockets, and several pistols appeared at the same time, flashing a cold light under the bright lights of the nightclub.

The black muzzle of the gun was reflected in the pupils.

The cadres were stunned for a moment.

what's the situation?

Does this team leader understand the rules of the underworld? Why would he start fighting over a disagreement?

Where did you get so many guns?

As fellow gangsters, they do have channels to obtain hot weapons, but the Black Killing Group possesses at least twice as many hot weapons as they do.

How is this played?

The Hanchuan family cadre's expression immediately changed, and he had to smile reluctantly.

"Team Leader, do we have any misunderstanding?"

However, Shen Qingzhu snorted coldly.

What are you talking about?

Finished?

Then I'll start killing.

"Kurusu!"

Bang bang bang-!

The deafening sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, even faintly covering up the singing in the nightclub.

In a dim environment.

The sparks produced by the friction of the bullets leaving the barrel were particularly dazzling.

Ken Asakura has quick eyes and quick hands.

At the same time that Shen Qingzhu shouted "kill", a bullet hit the head of a cadre from the Hanchuan family.

Until his death, the cadres of the Hanchuan family had expressions of confusion and shock on their faces.

"Long live the Black Kill Group!"

"For the team leader!"

The noisy nightclub was soon filled with the shouts of the Black Killing Group members.

The top floor of the nightclub.

Hanchuan Si frowned slightly. The Black Killing Group's sudden attack on the Hanchuan family was completely beyond his expectations.

A moment of silence.

Hanchuan Si glanced at a sword placed beside him.

Huojin Sword-Black Rope!

Although the members of the Black Killing Group below were armed with hot weapons, they were no different from ordinary people under the Huojin Sword.

One knife can solve it.

What he was worried about was that using the Huojin Sword would attract the oracle.

It will be troublesome then.

"Master, look, there's a shooting star!"

Hanchuan Si's thoughts were interrupted and a trace of annoyance appeared on his face.

"Asshole! It's already this late and you're still watching shooting stars!"

While scolding subordinates.

Hanchuan Si noticed the night scene outside the window out of the corner of his eye.

Under the night.

There was indeed a bright flash, but it was not a shooting star.

Hanchuan Si's pupils contracted sharply, not out of surprise, but out of fear.

How the hell is this a shooting star?!

It's clearly a missile!

"asshole!"

At this point, he could no longer think.

If he drew out the Huojin Sword now, at most he would be hunted down by the Oracle, but there was still a possibility of escape.

If he didn't use the Huojin Sword, he would be dead now.

boom--!

A violent explosion sounded, and half of the nightclub's wall collapsed instantly.

Hanchuan Si hid behind a stone statue.

Although the stone statue blocked most of the damage, Hanchuan Si was still blown away by the powerful aftermath.

Shen Qingzhu seized the opportunity and snatched the pistol from Ken Asakura.

boom-!

Bullets streaked through the air.

It hit Hanchuan Si's left shoulder accurately.

This move fascinated many members of the Black Killing Group, and the overall momentum rose to a new level.

corner.

Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki stood side by side. Amamiya Haruki, who witnessed the whole process, had a strange look in his eyes when he looked at Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Amemiya Haruki did not hide anything and directly expressed his thoughts.

"You and he are both from Daxia?"

"Of course."

"Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"Then why is your shooting so much worse than his?"

When An Qingyu reminded him to protect Yurina, he had seen Lin Qiye use a gun to kill members of the Hanchuan family.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would definitely be...

It's hard to say.

Less than 30 meters away, and the enemy is not moving.

Eight bullets, none hit the target.

In the end, the member of the Hanchuan family slipped due to psychological pressure and fell off the bridge and died.

Lin Qiye:?

Ignoring Lin Qiye's murderous gaze.

Amemiya Haruki jumped up and rushed towards Kankawa Tsukasa with [Rain Collapse] in hand.

Now is the critical moment.

Lin Qiye had no choice but to put aside his personal grudges and followed Amamiya Haruki's footsteps, rushing towards Hanchuan Si.

With the two of them working together, Hanchuan Si had no room to resist.

"Say!"

Haruki Amemiya hit Kankawa Tsukasa hard with the hilt of the knife.

Hankawaji:......

"Great! As expected of the Hanchuan family head, he really has backbone!"

Amamiya Haruki's eyes were fierce and he struck even harder.

"Don't tell me!"

Hankawaji:......

"If you don't say anything, I have plenty of ways to make you speak."

"Speak or not?"

Hankawaji:......

boom-!

Haruki Amamiya kicked again.

Lin Qiye frowned slightly and suddenly thought of a key thing.

"Did we forget to ask?"

Amamiya Haruki's raised fist froze in mid-air.

Amamiya Haruki: ...

At this time, Hanchuan Si, who was beaten into a pig's head, finally had the chance to speak and said tremblingly.

"You...you asked...ah."

The power of the Huojin Sword Master mainly comes from the Huojin Sword.

Hanchuan Si was blown away, and before he could even grab a knife, he was beaten up by two people, not even giving him a chance to speak.

Haruki Amamiya looked at his raised fist and frowned slightly.

He hesitated for a while.

Come here.

boom--!

"Won't you remind me?"

Hankawaji:......

Who the hell is the gangster?