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I raised my eyebrows slightly, looked at the young man in front of me with some amusement, and asked.

"What, are you scared?"

Zhu Yuan's expression straightened, his thick black eyebrows raised, and he spoke very seriously.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that there are too many of them."

"And they have also been preparing for how to deal with the pistols. I heard that they picked out a scapegoat and had that person provoke them, and then they would kill him with a single shot."

"The rest of you can take advantage of this opportunity to grab the guns."

My eyes flashed and I said thoughtfully.

"We've already found a scapegoat, has that unlucky guy been threatened by something?"

Zhu Yuan nodded with a complicated expression, sighed, and continued.

"Boss, you should know that even among gangsters, there are different classes, and that scapegoat is the lowest among them."

"If the scapegoat doesn't do what they tell him to do, they threaten to kill his family or something."

“Same old stuff, nothing new.”

Hearing this, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I reached out and patted Zhu Yuan's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to fight with them."

"Just lead the way, I will ensure your safety."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuan felt much more at ease. He seemed to really trust me. Without even a word of doubt, he turned around and started to lead the way for me.

I smiled, and found this young man more and more interesting, so I followed him.

The Corpse God Cult’s stronghold was not small, but the buildings were extremely simple. I followed Zhu Yuan around and finally arrived at a wooden house.

The wooden house was very large, with the door closed, but there was no one around. The ground was littered with all kinds of garbage. Although standing outside the wooden house, one could hear noisy shouting coming from inside.

Zhu Yuan was about to knock on the door, but I hurriedly stopped him and spoke softly in his puzzled eyes.

"That's enough, leave the rest to me."

"By the way, go call Weekend over to me. I won't open the door, so you two should wait outside for me."

"do you understand?"

Zhu Yuan stared at me in a daze, and it took him a moment to react. He asked me with a strange look on his face.

"Boss, didn't you say you weren't here to fight?"

I smiled when I heard that, flexed my wrist, and said casually.

"It's really not a fight. I just want them to understand a simple truth."

"From seven steps away, the gun is fast; from seven steps away, the gun is accurate and fast."

After saying that, I ignored the stunned Zhu Yuan, strode forward, suddenly raised my foot, and kicked the closed wooden door loudly.

Boom! With a muffled sound, the wooden door opened instantly, and the dazzling sunlight pierced directly into the house. The group of idlers and hooligans inside immediately stopped talking, and all eyes were focused on me.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, I stepped in and looked around. I saw that this wooden house was packed with more than 30 people. It was a hot summer day and everyone was sweating profusely. A pile of cards was thrown on the long wooden table in the room.

I walked slowly to the card table, looked at the people sitting there, and asked.

"Who among you is Zhao Hanting?"

No one answered my question, and as soon as I entered the house, the crowd immediately surrounded me and the door was quietly closed.

In such a crowded situation, pistols are really not very effective. No wonder they dare to do such a thing.

"Who among you is Zhao Hanting?"

I asked the question again without getting tired of it. This time they didn't ignore me. I saw a thin young man walking out from behind the crowd, looking nervous and speaking with a lack of confidence.

"I am Zhao Hanting."

If nothing unexpected happens, this person is the scapegoat they pushed forward. There is no point in negotiating with him.

I nodded at the young man, reached out my hand, quickly pulled out the pistol, pointed it at the young man's head, and made a sound with my mouth.

"Snapped!"

After countless reincarnations, I was able to draw my gun so quickly that others couldn't react. After hearing the sound from my mouth, the young man immediately curled up into a ball, his eyes filled with fear, his body shaking.

Clang.

At the same time, I heard the sound of someone picking up a knife.

I looked at the young man who was almost paralyzed with fear, sighed, and spoke slowly.

"I'll ask you one last time, who is Zhao Hanting?"

As I finished speaking, I noticed someone slowly approaching me from behind. I sighed, turned around abruptly, and hit the man on the head with the butt of my gun.

Bang! With a muffled sound, the man was knocked to the ground, holding his head with a painful look on his face, and a little blood oozed from his forehead.

Seeing this, the eyes of the people who should have rushed forward twitched, and no one came forward. However, their eyes still showed some eagerness to try. At this moment, a man's voice was heard from a corner of the room that was blocked by the crowd.

"Mr. Su, is that right?"

Hearing this, I looked in the direction of the voice, but I only saw a group of strong men glaring at me. I kicked a strong man who fell to the ground and asked calmly to the person in the corner.

"Where are the supplies you took?"

The heads were shaking, and no matter how I looked, I couldn't see who was talking. The man called Zhao Hanting seemed to be squatting in the corner, not giving me any chance to shoot.

"We took the supplies, but we didn't dare touch them at all."

"We took these things so that Mr. Su could come and talk to us."

I rolled my eyes, my patience quickly wearing thin, but I still went along with what he said.

"Now that I'm here, you can say whatever you want to say."

After a pause, the man's voice sounded again, hoarse and unpleasant.

"It's not a big deal, actually. We just think that the wimp named Weekend is not fit to be the leader of this base."

"He has no guts and no manpower, so he can't accomplish anything."

"Mr. Su, if you hand over the base to him, you are actually sending it into a fire pit."

I found the man's words a little funny and sneered.

"From what you said, you want me to hand over this base to you?"

The man continued without showing any sign of annoyance.

"That's exactly what happened. I dare not say anything else, but as long as we are here, this base will not be in any trouble."

"In the past, we have killed many people. We are familiar with the process. I guarantee that no one will dare to challenge us."

"If you don't believe me, go out and ask around and see if there's anyone who refuses to accept our methods."

Hearing this, my patience was finally exhausted, and I sneered with a hint of sarcasm on my face.

"You are worthy enough?"

As soon as I finished speaking, there was an uproar in the room and the crowd moved closer to me. I didn't care at all and continued to speak coldly.

"After all, you are just a bunch of small-time hooligans."

"One has no brains, and the other has no morals."

"I have never accomplished anything in my life, pretending to be fierce and aggressive, and showing off my power. I can only gain a sense of accomplishment by bullying others."

"Flies, you are flies."

"Disgusting and annoying, but you are everywhere in every corner of garbage."

"They eat garbage, rotten meat, and feces, and lay a bunch of white rotten maggots on the meat."

I narrowed my eyes slightly, my voice became colder, murderous intent grew, and I spoke word by word.

"For people like you, having manure to eat is enough."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the wooden house became stagnant and fell into a dead silence where you could hear a pin drop.

I did not allow this silence to continue. I raised my foot and kicked over the wooden table in front of me. At this moment, the dark crowd seemed to have received the message. In an instant, several people drew their swords and rushed forward.

The next moment, I turned around suddenly, holding the gun in one hand, but a black mist rose on the other arm.

boom! boom! boom!

After three gunshots, three people fell to the ground dead, and the knives in the hands of the remaining three had already fallen on my arms, making a sound of iron hitting each other.

Ding! ! The sound of metal vibration echoed in the wooden house, and the three men's knives stopped at my arms and could not move forward.

In that instant, I changed the density of my arm, turning it into something harder than stone.

After blocking the knives of the three men, I raised my pistol again and fired three shots in rapid succession. After three shots, someone chopped me with a knife and knocked the pistol out of my hand.

I suddenly turned around and did not pick up the gun. Instead, I instantly transformed the arm that was holding the gun into a bone saw and swung it at the man's head.

With a puff, blood splattered everywhere, and a head fell to the ground in an instant. Amid the gushing blood, one could still see that the cuts on the body were very neat.

This scene seemed to scare many people, and in the moment they were stunned, I wielded a bone saw, rushed into the crowd, stepped forward, turned around, and chopped down.

Instantly, blood gushed out like a fountain, and broken limbs and hands and feet fell to the ground one after another.

I shuttled through the blood, with no intention of defending myself against their knives. I just kept swinging the bone saw, swinging it hard at all the living people, sawing through their flesh and bones.

Red blood splashed on the walls, windows, and dyed everything red. The dense crowd made it difficult for them to take action and they could easily hurt others. But for me, that was not a problem.

In just five minutes, there was an empty space in the wooden house. Someone tried to escape in fear, but when he grabbed the door handle, I sawed it in half from top to bottom, and it slowly fell to the sides.

I stood guard at the door, unwilling to let anyone go, but when I turned around, I found that there were only a dozen people left.

Those people completely lost the courage to resist and huddled in the corner, not daring to move forward.

Seeing this, I licked the blood on the corner of my mouth. It tasted terrible, dirty and smelly.

The black mist rose, and my arms returned to normal. I showed a gentle expression again, looked at the remaining dozen people, and said.

"Who among you is Zhao Hanting?"

This time, there was no need for me to explain anything. The frightened crowd directly pushed out a strong man hiding in the corner.

I looked at the pale strong man, frowned and asked?

"Are you Zhao Hanting?"

The sturdy man's lips trembled and he kept shaking his head, but his denial could no longer fool anyone. He was Zhao Hanting.

I looked up at everyone, took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and then picked up the pistol that had fallen on the ground as if nothing had happened.

"call……"

I spit out a white eye circle, raised the gun casually, and fired two shots at Zhao Hanting's legs.

Bang! Bang! After the gunshot, Zhao Hanting's legs were bleeding and he fell to the ground. I held the cigarette comfortably, looked at the rest of the people, and gave orders.

"If you want to live, tie him up for me."

Hearing this, the rest of the people nodded hurriedly, went up and forced Zhao Hanting's head to the ground, and tied him up with the rope they had prepared to use against me.

In fact, even without the rope, Zhao Hanting would have been unable to walk, but what I needed was a ceremony, so the necessary things still had to be there.

After tying up Zhao Hanting, those people knelt on the ground consciously, with flattering expressions on their faces.

With a cigarette dangling from the corner of my mouth, I gave those people a gentle smile and praised them.

"You guys did a great job, but it's a pity that I'm good at everything."

“I just don’t like keeping promises.”

After that, before anyone could react, I pulled out my other pistol, dual-wielded it, quickly pointed it at the remaining ten people, and pulled the trigger.

After the clean and sharp gunshots, there was no one left alive in the wooden house except Zhao Hanting and I, only broken limbs scattered all over the floor.

I put away my gun and looked at Zhao Hanting who was screaming on the ground. I took a puff of the cigarette in my hand, then walked over slowly and squatted in front of Zhao Hanting who was crying. I pressed the still burning head of my son on his head and rolled it hard to completely extinguish the sparks. I spoke slowly.

"Your voice is unpleasant and has no distinctive features."

"In your next life, you should be a bird. At least your voice will be nicer."

Zhao Hanting seemed to be begging for mercy, but due to extreme fear, his speech became incoherent and I couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Fortunately, I didn't have to understand any of the nonsense he was saying.