And violent roars.

Chen Man frowned, a hint of impatience flashed across his face, "I told you, Corianda, you should stay downstairs." He reached out and threw the travel bag out of the door, saving Mrs. Stacy, but gunshots were heard immediately outside the door, "He's over here!"

As they were talking, more footsteps were heard running towards this side.

The 7.62mm caliber bullets penetrated the wall, blasting large holes in it one after another.

They don't care whether this is a waste of bullets, they only care about whether the intensive strafing can turn their enemies into a hornet's nest.

Mrs. Stacy was roughly trampled under the feet of the sweaty gang members.

The woman's heart is now filled with regret.

Maybe I shouldn't have believed this damn criminal.

Or...I should have just been obedient and stayed downstairs!

Leaning against the wall, feeling the constant vibrations coming from the wall behind him, Chen Man felt both scared and excited, with a vague sense of excitement.

In fact, when he just punched that guy in the head, his heart was already filled with fear.

He didn't expect that his power was so great.

In fact, he just wanted to knock the other person unconscious.

But with one punch, he actually smashed the opponent's head flat.

Although, according to Kingpin's memory, this was just one of the dozens of heads he had blown up.

However, the shock of his personal experience still made Chen Man feel terrified.

Fortunately, he had a strong ability to adapt, and with the help of Kingpin's memory, he quickly calmed down.

I checked the gun in my hand and found that the magazine was full.

The bullet is loaded and the safety is on.

Chen Man took out the window-breaking hammer from his waist.

The wall he was leaning against was the angle between two walls, and the bricks were hard and thick enough that it was impossible to be shot through.

These guys outside are just some ordinary gang members. They have no combat experience and have no idea what alternating cover shooting means.

These stupid idiots actually thought they could pull off the robbery without Jin Bing.

Chen Man didn't really count the number of times they fired.

But it was as if there was a timer in his heart.

"Three, two, one!"

As the countdown to the last second lands in my heart.

The gunfire outside also stopped.

Chen Man strode forward, like a tiger rushing down the mountain, and crashed into the door that had been riddled with holes. His finger pressed the trigger all the way down, and the hot bullet cut through the air. The terrifying recoil of the large-caliber assault rifle seemed to be non-existent. Blood splattered everywhere, and the robber who was in the front fell backwards in a tremor.

Just as a smile appeared on Chen Man's face, the gun in his hand suddenly made a strange sound.

"Crack!"

Then came the groaning sound as the mechanism and spring collided with each other.

"Damn, it's stuck!"

"Go to hell, Fisk." The people outside also recognized Chen Man's huge body that was as big as a small mountain. With him as a shield in the front, the robbers behind him were almost safe and sound. They had also changed their bullets and aimed their hot guns at Chen Man who was leaning against the broken door frame!

Chen Man had no time to pull the trigger and unload the stuck bullet from the gun chamber.

He could only throw the assault rifle in his hand away as a hidden weapon. His legs went soft and he rolled flexibly on the ground. He picked up a warm corpse to use as a shield and moved closer to the robber who was shooting.

"Damn it! Kill him!"

The corridor was narrow and there was nowhere to hide.

The large-caliber bullets penetrated the body easily, and the originally intact body began to fall into pieces after being used as a shield.

More importantly, this shield is not that useful.

Chen Man soon felt a tingling sensation in his abdomen and arms.

But he no longer cared about that.

Finally, he rushed right in front of the robber.

He pinched the muzzle of the gun, which had turned red due to overheating.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the burning feeling spreads from the palms to the depths of the mind.

Bang!

Enduring the pain in his brain, Chen Man showed a cruel smile on his face, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. He pinched the other person's chin hard and hugged him into his arms, "Ramons, I think we can have a good chat now!"

In such a narrow corridor, the enemy has more people and stronger firepower.

Even if you can kill all the opponents with your bare hands, you will be shot into a sieve.

But it doesn't matter, these people are all from Friday on the Corner.

Corner Fridays is an Irish gang.

It is a branch of The Emperor's New Clothes.

Simply put, he is the leader of a branch of the Emperor's New Clothes gang, and the gang was created after independence.

The gangs are full of drug addicts who have not received much education.

But the Irish are, after all, a nation with a long history of gangsterism. There is a strict hierarchy within the gangs, and any insubordination will be punished most severely.

The leader among these people was Lame Hand Ramones, and it was this guy who put three bullets in Kingpin's head.

As long as we capture him, we can force others not to shoot.

"Click!"

The gang members didn't dare to shoot anymore.

Looking at Ramones who was being held tightly by Chen Man’s neck.

They can only stop the finger on the trigger.

Although they were still hungover, they all understood the Ramones' identity.

The Ramones were not only their boss, but also the son of Old Jack, the founder of Fridays on the Corner. That's why he dared to rob his fellow gangsters so blatantly.

Old Jack is cruel and merciless.

If anything happened to his son, they would all be buried with him.

"Let the Ramones go, or you'll be dead today."

"Let him go damnit."

“Is this woman with you?

If you don't let him go, I'll kill her."

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Mrs. Stacy's head.

A bright smile appeared on Chen Man's face.

He ignored the addicts.

The wound on his head, which had not healed yet, was also torn during the fierce fight just now.

The blood flowed downward from the corners of his eyes and flowed to the corners of his mouth.

“The Ramones!

Are you surprised why I am here?

You are really cruel.

I thought you only fired one shot, but I didn't expect you to fire three shots. Do you think I should return these three shots to you?

Tell them to put their guns down, you damn idiot.

Otherwise, I will use it to break both of your legs first.

Do you know why it doesn't have three legs? Because your thing is so small!

Hahahaha!" Chen Man pulled out the pistol from Ramones' waist and put it against his chin.

Ramones looked pale.

He was shocked that this guy was not dead, but he also felt scared.

Jin Bing is a well-known madman.

It is said that he killed his first person and set fire to a factory when he was twelve years old.

This is also the reason why he fired three shots in a row.

I'm just afraid that I can't kill this lunatic.

But I didn't expect that this guy was not dead.

"Put your guns down you idiots, do you want me to die?"

Ramones trembled as he gave orders to his men. The men looked at each other, but no one was willing to put down their guns.

The Ramones knew Kingpin's reputation, and they naturally knew it too.

The moment they put down their guns, the pistol against Ramones' chin would surely shoot into their heads.

Although Old Jack is scary, he is not here now after all.

And Jin Bing is really here.

Ramones roared in frustration.

However, his roar was obviously of no use.

"Put your guns down, you damn idiots!

If I die, you know the consequences. Old Jack will cut you into pieces."

While he was talking, Chen Man pushed him forward.

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