Dual wielding volcanoes, killing through the west

"Hmm, this is difficult..."

Calaway bit a lit cigarette, then suddenly grabbed the edge of the gambling table with his right hand, lifted it up sharply, and overturned the entire table.

"Then let's not do it!!"

"boom!"

Blood splattered, a headshot!

A seasoned Western cowboy would never be without a gun. Both he and Calaway concealed a hidden gun in the side of their boots. Adding the two revolvers Angel Eye had given them, Mike and Calaway were now dual-wielding.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

Back to back, a round of effortless rapid fire instantly eliminated dozens of people.

The belated scream echoed throughout the entire hall.

Chapter 507: I will become the enemy of this country

"What's going on? Gunshots? How could there be gunshots!" Joffrey turned his head and looked towards the Siegfried Casino in the distance—in his mind, it was his "territory," but less than a few minutes after he left, it had descended into chaos. "Shouldn't you have unloaded all the weapons before going in? Did your men even do their job properly?"

"We should go back immediately and teach those guys who dared to fire a lesson they won't forget..."

"Boom!"

Without saying anything more, Tonghua grabbed Joffrey by the collar, lifted him up, pinned him against the alley wall with his feet off the ground, and stared intently at him.

Meeting those cold, indifferent eyes, Joffrey's arrogant expression slowly faded.

“Listen up, young man. What I meant by ‘bad luck at the front’ is that your sheriff relative and his subordinate officers have all been wiped out! Complete collapse! The enemy is heading towards the casino, and they want your head to pay tribute to those dead relatives!”

“There were so many eyes watching inside just now, I didn’t say it directly because I didn’t want the situation to get out of control. Do you think you’re popular as the boss? If you knew about the defeat at the front, how many people do you think would still be willing to stay and fight for you? They would have gone their separate ways long ago, and before they left, they would have taken all the valuables you had in the casino.”

“But…but…I pay them salaries…” Joffrey’s tone softened considerably. “They are entitled to work for me.”

"Money can't buy loyalty." Tong Hua's eyes widened, and his serious tone finally made Joffrey realize the gravity of the situation.

"From this moment on, it's a war to the death. I have a feeling that a wave of rebellion against your company is about to rise! We can't stay in this city any longer. If you want to leave unscathed, put away your spoiled brat attitude and follow our orders!"

This angry rebuke finally dragged him out of his fantasy world. Head drooping, he stopped talking and simply followed behind the four core members of the poker group, hurrying through the streets and alleys like a rat crossing the street.

……

“But to be honest, I always feel something is strange…” Shunzi couldn’t help but say, “Is the intelligence accurate? How could the Lamon Raiders alone cause such a commotion?”

"To be honest, we've had our share of encounters with the Lamon raiders. They've been harassing and plundering on a small scale near the city, mainly targeting the company members' transport wagons. Since they don't pose a significant threat, we haven't paid them much attention."

Four explained, “They seem to have recently acquired a new leader whose horsemanship, riding skills, and tactics have all improved, and they have begun to use the standard Confederate Ranger charge formation.”

"The Southern Army..." Hulu's tone was somewhat wistful, "Indeed, the Southern Army and the Northern Army naturally had a great gap in weaponry. It was only through their superior tactical and technical skills that they were able to fight back and forth."

"I've heard that there's a group of Confederate soldiers who refuse to admit defeat and are still lingering in the South after the war ended. They might be the ones."

“It doesn’t make sense.” Shunzi frowned, utterly perplexed. “As for horsemanship, it wouldn’t be effective in the city. As for marksmanship, there shouldn’t be such a big difference. Gregor and the others are more familiar with the terrain, and their weapons are definitely better. There’s no reason for them to be routed so easily, is there?”

With this analysis, the conclusion is quite obvious.

There are others.

Other forces also joined the battle and demonstrated overwhelming combat power.

In a very short time, a team of nearly two hundred fully armed and well-equipped security officers was swiftly defeated!

What exactly is it? When did Roanoke Fuel Company provoke such an enemy?

Tonghua ran while quickly going through the motions in his mind, but he still couldn't grasp the key points.

……

As he turned out of the dark alley, a figure standing on a rooftop swept past his field of vision.

"Wait a minute!" Tonghua slammed on the brakes, stopped his companion, and took off the round shield that he had been carrying on his back, holding it to his chest.

In the darkness, he couldn't make out the person's height, weight, or even gender. He could only see a pair of eerie eyes, one blue and one emerald, seemingly emitting a strange light, like those of some nocturnal animal.

The other three reacted a beat slower than him. It was only after Tonghua reminded them that they realized there was such a strange guy standing on the roof not far away. Unsure of his intentions, they all tensed up, and Sitiao even drew his nunchucks from his waist.

Tong Hua steadied himself. Before escaping, he needed to minimize firefights to avoid attracting the attention of others who might hear the gunfire.

“I don’t know which side you’re on, but the current situation is far more complicated than you imagine. I won’t go into the details of the Osborne family’s connections and wealth, but Mr. Roannock knows a lot of people in the North. He can make you rich, or he can use that money as a bounty to keep bounty hunters relentlessly hunting you down.”

"The choice is entirely up to you!"

……

how to choose?

A beam of intense artificial light, far exceeding that of a kerosene lamp, suddenly emanated from his waist lamp, transforming into a beam that shot straight into the sky.

"you……?!"

Tong Hua immediately sensed that something terrible was about to happen.

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"Thump—!!"

A figure fell from the sky, landing heavily at the end of the alley with a solid thud, cutting off their path.

In the lingering dust, Zhang Renfeng, landing in a classic superhero pose, slowly rose, raising his broadsword in his right hand. Though he uttered no words, his attitude was fully expressed.

This time, Tonghua didn't try to negotiate with him again. He simply scrutinized the man who had suddenly jumped from a height, yet whose knees seemed completely unharmed. His gaze swept over the man's shoulders, neck, waist, and arms.

The more you look at him, the more fine beads of sweat appear on his forehead.

……

“Multiple playing cards…” Zhang Renfeng had no interest in examining his opponents closely. He only glanced at them briefly before focusing his gaze on the playing cards on their chests. He murmured, “So that’s it. It’s you guys.”

"You...you? You were behind everything tonight? You're the one who instigated those bastards to cause trouble for me!" Seeing that he was being caught, Joffrey no longer kept a low profile. He was furious and shouted, "Do you know who you've messed with?!"

Zhang Renfeng tilted his head slightly, his gaze passing through the poker crowd and landing directly on Joffrey.

To Tong Hua, this action had a terrifying, inhuman feel to it.

He noticed a thick layer of blood that had congealed on the blade.

……

“I’m not really sure.” He grinned, a calm yet deadly smile. “Explain it to me.”

"I am Joffrey Osborn, son of Roanoke Osborn!" He began his classic recitation of dishes, his tone and demeanor radiating pride.

Deep down, he still didn't believe that tonight's events would end with his death.

“My father’s company has spread all over northern America, wielding immense influence in the business, political, and military circles! The consequences of you touching me are beyond your imagination and unbearable!” Joffrey’s voice grew increasingly arrogant as he widened his eyes and declared, “This entire country will become your enemy!”

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"wrong."

Zhang Renfeng slowly uttered a single word, his smile turning into a sinister grin. The light emanating from his eyes sent chills down one's spine.

He slammed his broadsword into the ground with a heavy thud!

"I will become...the enemy of this country!"

Chapter 508: Your seeing me is like a mayfly seeing the blue sky.

The world as seen through Joffrey's eyes is completely different from the world as seen through the eyes of these four martial artists.

Especially those four martial artists who have already made some progress in martial arts and glimpsed its mysteries.

After a lot of practice, the physical body will more or less develop the ability to perceive "danger".

When two people face off, they must use all their strength to dodge every punch and kick to avoid danger; this can be said to be the basic skill of a martial artist.

They could sense, even more than the loud and boisterous Joffrey, the oppressive aura emanating from the man before them, beneath his seemingly flawed demeanor.

In a sense, this thing is like sanity; the more you know, the more you feel, and the faster your inspiration naturally fades. Conversely, people like Joffrey, born into a sheltered environment, have long had this instinct eroded by life in civilized cities. He glanced at Zhang Renfeng, didn't see the gun on him, and naturally raised his voice.

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong!"

……

The rapid pounding of my heart was like the beating of a drum, as if it were about to burst out of my chest.

Beneath the oppressive silence, the battle had already begun.

"ah----!!"

Under the weight of fear, the man with a straight was the first to attack, his expression a mixture of panic and anger. This is a common human expression when faced with an uncertain and dangerous situation, yet forced to take action.

Zhang Renfeng neither dodged nor avoided him, but calmly watched him, as if the principal were watching a performance prepared by his students.

Stepping forward, charging ahead, perfectly executed.

Despite his fear, it was clear that he had received rigorous training; though his mind was in turmoil, his muscles still remembered what to do. Rather than charging, it was more like charging and jumping. When they were about five meters apart, Shunzi suddenly turned around, facing away from Zhang Renfeng with his back to him, his feet forming a perfect "T" shape.

"Hmm?" Zhang Renfeng raised an eyebrow slightly.

Rotation.

Twist your body.

His right hand was placed in front of his chest, and his body weight shifted forward suddenly as he threw a punch at Zhang Renfeng! But this was just a feint to attract attention; it was quick and shallow, and it really only brushed against Zhang Renfeng's face briefly.

"Snapped!"

At the same time, he raised his right knee and delivered a cunning hook kick, which struck his right shin!

“Eh… Chuojiao Fanziquan, huh?” Zhang Renfeng murmured.

"Thump—!!"

With an elbow strike as sharp as a knife, Shunzi immediately spun his body in a nearly 270-degree turn after his first strike landed, delivering a powerful elbow strike to his temple.

Zhang Renfeng staggered two steps, then the man pressed his hand to his chest and delivered a short punch to his ribs. Zhang Renfeng's body spun in mid-air before slamming into the alley wall. He didn't use any technique to absorb the force; the impact was solid, and a loud "thud!" could be heard. The brick wall behind him couldn't withstand the force and immediately cracked, sending plaster flying down in a flurry.

"Hiss... Huff..." Shunzi took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, used his breath to control his strength, pulled his arm back, and suddenly threw out a loud punch!

"what!"

The fists struck him, but Zhang Renfeng didn't retaliate, as if he had become a wooden stake that couldn't speak or fight back, letting the force be absorbed into his body. Only when he was hit did his arms swing upwards naturally, with a very small amplitude, but as the next punch came immediately, there were no other movements.

An inch punch.

One-inch leg.

Slap.

Indicator.

……

The characteristic of Chuojiao Fanziquan is its ability to unleash continuous attacks while being exceptionally agile, utilizing its footwork to prevent the opponent from landing a hit. However, with the opponent cornered, they naturally stopped considering dodging, and Shunzi used all the techniques he had learned on his opponent in one fell swoop.

His punches and kicks were so fast they were almost invisible, almost impossible to see. Time and place became meaningless; at that moment, he was simply beating people up!

……

"Good!" Shijo, who had been watching the two fight intently, exclaimed with delight. "Is this a series of attacks? Or is it an attack from someone cornered? This time, we're sure to win!"

Hulu didn't say anything, but she meant the same thing. The hand that was originally holding the handle of the throwing knife was now released.

Only Tonghua, with a somber expression, sighed heavily.

"What's wrong, Tonghua?" Shijou saw his furrowed brows and panicked. "Don't just stay silent!"

"It's nothing, I was just thinking..." Tonghua tilted her head back, looked at the pitch-black night sky, and murmured to herself, "If I had known it would be like this, I should have read Dad's letter first."

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