Berserker King

Chapter 11 Mr. Chu

Zhang Xuan frowned, his eyes narrowing slightly. Although the young girl beside him pretended to be calm, her trembling betrayed her.

Although Guo Yuqun had difficulty walking, she immediately stood in front of Zhang Xuan.

To everyone's surprise, the moment Huo Mingjun's men pulled out their guns, Zhang Xuan, who was being pointed at, did not kneel down and beg for mercy as everyone had expected. Instead, he turned around and walked towards Huo Mingjun.

"Is this... reckless?"

"Are you stupid? Did you think it was a toy gun?"

Upon seeing this, the people around them started talking again.

"Stop! If you take another step forward, I'll kill you."

The man's face contorted in a grimace, and the hand gripping the pistol trembled.

It wasn't fear, but excitement!

The security guards stood there, their faces filled with terror, completely at a loss.

Seeing Zhang Xuan walk towards him, Huo Mingjun's eyes surprisingly lost their vitality and instead revealed a hint of appreciation.

Guo Yuqun tried to stand in front of Zhang Xuan, but was horrified to find that he had been frozen in place by an aura.

"I hate being pointed at with a gun! I hate it even more when someone holds a gun in front of my sister!" Zhang Xuan said calmly, but looked at Huo Mingjun standing there without even glancing at the other person.

"You're annoying? Who do you think you are?"

The man's hand holding the gun tightened on the trigger, and his eyes turned bloodshot—a sign of excitement.

Huo Mingjun, however, saw something different. Zhang Xuan's behavior was not reckless or mentally ill; he was genuinely unafraid.

A sudden thought struck him, and he asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Zhang Xuan did not answer, but slowly took off his clothes and handed them to his younger sister who was following closely behind him.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

The man was puzzled. Looking at Zhang Xuan's strange actions, he felt a vague unease, as if something bad was about to happen.

Suddenly, he saw the scars on his body!

Each one was as ferocious as a dragon.

His upper body was covered with something like earthworms.

Those were... knife wounds, sword wounds, and gunshot wounds!

There was even a scar right at the heart, and judging from the scar, the wound must have been quite deep.

Everyone who saw this was stunned!

This guy is ruthless!

I even felt a touch of awe in my heart!

Who exactly is this person? What does he do?

These wounds on his body could only have been sustained by someone who had experienced a hail of bullets!

Zhang Ruoxi stared blankly at the wounds on her brother's body, her beautiful eyes unknowingly becoming wet with tears.

It turns out that his older brother had been through so much.

However, she was unable to stay by her brother's side.

How did my brother get through these past five years?

The little girl couldn't hold back any longer and hugged her brother from behind, sobbing uncontrollably.

She never wanted to lose her brother again!

"Stop, or I'll shoot!"

When the man saw the wounds on Zhang Xuan's body, the ferocity on his face disappeared, replaced by terror, and his whole body trembled.

However, there was no fear in Zhang Xuan's eyes at all. He did not stop, but walked towards him.

The man could no longer hold back and pulled the trigger on Zhang Xuan.

"boom!"

A jet of fire shot out from the muzzle of the gun, the sound echoing throughout the entire shopping mall.

"elder brother!"

Zhang Ruoxi screamed in shock.

The next instant, a shadow flashed by, and everyone seemed to see a red light flash before the person collapsed to the ground, while the pistol in that person's hand ended up in Zhang Xuan's hand.

Then, the dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at Huo Mingjun.

The atmosphere froze completely at that moment.

"Tell me, do you think I dare to pull the trigger?"

Zhang Xuan said coldly, his face already filled with murderous intent.

Having experienced countless grand occasions, Huo Mingjun opened his mouth but could not utter a sound.

He saw corpses strewn across the land and piles of bones on Zhang Xuan's body. He even saw a sea of ​​blood before him, and in the center of that sea of ​​blood, there was a throne made of white bones.

Zhang Xuan was sitting on it.

The fear in his heart made him shudder. It was the height of summer, but he felt no heat at all. Instead, it was as if he were in an icy hell.

Huo Mingjun swallowed hard, wanting to open his mouth, but at that moment, all the muscles in his body seemed to be out of his control.

This happened in the blink of an eye; by the time everyone realized what was happening, everything had already changed.

"Brother, no!"

Just as Zhang Xuan was about to pull the trigger, his sister's voice came from behind him. This voice startled Zhang Xuan, and he released his index finger from the trigger.

Huo Mingjun only dared to blink at this moment.

"If I want to kill you, not even the Heavenly King himself can save you!"

In short, it was so casual and understated that it sounded so natural to others, as if everything should have been this way.

As he spoke, Zhang Xuan clenched his fist with one hand.

A scene that left everyone speechless unfolded: a cloud of metallic powder dripped from between Zhang Xuan's fingers, and the gun was indeed gone.

This scene looks like a magic trick!

But no one dared to think that way!

Because the event was happening right in front of them.

Is that human being?

Is it possible for a human to do this?

This sudden scene left those who still dared to watch completely stunned.

The scene was completely silent; everyone carefully held their breath!

Fearing that it might attract Zhang Xuan's attention.

They didn't even dare to tremble.

I'm afraid I might accidentally make a sound.

"stop!"

A series of rustling footsteps were heard outside the mall, and a group of officials from relevant departments, armed with real guns, ran in.

The leader was dressed in a police uniform, and his face exuded an imposing aura even without anger.

"Who is causing trouble here?"

The leader strolled out from the crowd.

This person was none other than Chu Jiangran from the relevant department of Dongshan City.

Chu Jiangran's face was very grim. Someone had reported that someone had used a gun.

Guns are state-controlled weapons. Apart from military personnel and relevant department staff, no one else, whether human or civilian, is authorized to carry them.

Using guns—this matter has become far too serious. If it's not handled properly, he could lose his job.

Upon arriving, he immediately spotted Zhang Xuan and Huo Mingjun, who were surrounded by the crowd.

And then there's the person lying on the ground.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze froze.

This is incredible!

This involves human lives; this is a very serious matter!

Upon seeing Chu Jiangran appear, Huo Mingjun clutched his chest tightly with both hands, panting heavily.

He is finally safe.

Although his previous identity was shady and he least wanted to see people from relevant departments, seeing them now made him feel so at ease, and he instantly felt the safety that the police uniform brought him.

"Mr. Chu, you've finally arrived! If you had come any later, you might not have seen me again!"

Huo Mingjun strode over to Chu Jiangran's side and immediately spoke.