The King of the City

A few seconds ago, while the two subordinates took out the money, Lin Chen took out the pistol more quickly than them. A dreary flower of blood.

"what……"

The two subordinates screamed, the [-]-style pistol in their hands fell to the ground, they grabbed the injured hand, turned around in pain, and fell to the ground.

This scene was something that no one expected.

I thought that the moment Lin Chen turned around, the two of them shot was an excellent opportunity, but Lin Chen definitely couldn't react.

But who would have known that Lin Chen had been prepared for a long time, and fired two shots in a row, accurately hitting the hand of the two with the gun.

You know, Lin Chen turned his head to look behind him. When he fired, his eyes looked behind, and he fired two shots blindly.

Qian Qinghu looked at the pistol in Lin Chen's hand that belonged to Shaokang and was still smoking white smoke, his eyes were shocked.

His other subordinates also reacted quickly. Lin Chen has a gun on his body. If they want to deal with Lin Chen, the most basic thing is to have a gun.

A young man who was relatively close to the two guns that fell, bent over to pick up the pistol on the ground.

But the moment he bent down and stretched out his hand, his palm suddenly exploded, a yellow-orange bullet penetrated his palm, and blood sprayed on his face.

"what……"

The young man screamed, and the pain in his palm caused him to fall to the ground.

"boom!"

The fourth shot sounded immediately, and another young man who was about to pick up the gun was shot in the shoulder, blood splattered everywhere, and he also fell to the ground.

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Lin Chen fired four shots in a row. The first two shots wounded the person holding the gun, and the last two shots wounded the person who was going to pick up the gun.

At this time, Lin Chen's cold voice sounded: "If you want to die, go pick it up, I promise the next bullet will penetrate your head, don't take my words as a joke, if you want to die, just pick it up !"

Lin Chen's words echoed in this space, and for a moment, this space became quiet, no one spoke, only four young people who were shot were screaming.

Those who were going to pick up the gun stopped, facing Lin Chen's precise marksmanship and chilling words, they did not dare to touch the two pistols on the ground again.

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They are gangsters, they are underworld, yes, they came out of the gangster society, except for money, it is for women, of course, life is the most important thing.

There are people who can die for the boss, but there is not one here.

My own life is gone, what's the use of protecting the boss?

"He only has three bullets left, what are you afraid of, pick up the gun for me." A few seconds later, no one dared to move his younger brother, Qian Qinghu immediately shouted.

"boom!"

Lin Chen pulled the trigger, and a bullet spewed out from the muzzle with flames, and penetrated directly into Qian Qinghu's knee.

"Ah..." Qian Qinghu howled miserably, and fell to the ground with a thud. He covered his knees with both hands, where the bullets shattered his knees, causing the blue veins on his neck to hurt. uproar.

"He didn't pick up the gun, so the bullet didn't kill him."

Lin Chen swept his eyes across the crowd, and said coldly, "I still have two bullets left, and there are still two places left. If you don't want to die, just go and pick them up!"

Qian Qinghu had already been shot and fell, and the members of the Qinghu Gang were dumbfounded and dared not move.

There are a lot of black guns in the Qinghu Gang, but guns are very hot, not the boss's confidants have the right to carry guns, and this is the place of the Qinghu Gang, so Qian Qinghu's people only brought three guns out. .

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The twenty or thirty horses in the back wanted to rush up, but Lin Chen's cold words echoed in their minds, for fear that Lin Chen was not trying to scare them.

It's not worth it to lose your life for the sake of loyalty.

As for the people in front, the four shot companions fell beside them, and the black muzzle in Lin Chen's hand was also aimed at them, which was even more deterrent.

Lin Chen took a step forward and walked forward step by step, the eyes of those horses were staring at Lin Chen's every move.

Qi Hongyuan followed closely behind Lin Chen, and as soon as Lin Chen and Qi Hongyuan walked, the twenty or thirty horses in the back also stepped forward.

When Lin Chen came to the door of private room 423, the two members of the Qinghu Gang felt that at close range, they had a chance to take away the pistol in Lin Chen's hand, so the two attacked at the same time, and moved towards Lin who was very close to them. Chen started.

As long as the pistol in Lin Chen's hand can be taken away, the rest will swarm.

It's just that they had just made a move, and Lin Chen kicked out two feet in a row, kicking the two people who were about to go to the ground and couldn't get up.

17 The rest of the horses, who were about to move, also followed the two and attacked Lin Chen, but it was a pity that they were afraid of the gun in Lin Chen's hand at a distance, and they were not Lin Chen's opponents at close range.

After knocking down more than ten people in a row, finally no one dared to make a move.

Qian Qinghu, whose knee was smashed, wailed on the ground, and his face became more and more ugly after seeing the younger brothers fall down.

Lin Chen picked up the two guns on the ground at random. At this point, Lin Chen, who had more than a dozen bullets at the same time, no one had the idea of ​​​​doing it.

Lin Chen lowered his eyes, looked at Qian Qinghu on the ground, and said, "Didn't you just say that on your one-acre and one-third of the land, are you the King of Heaven? Father of Heaven, are you just like a bird?"

Qian Qinghu stretched out his hand to grab the unbearably painful knee, and he almost clenched his teeth. Facing the dark muzzle in Lin Chen's hand, Qian Qinghu was filled with fear.

He raised his head, looked at Lin Chen, and said, "If you have something to say, you can sit down and say it slowly. I did something wrong in the past, I can... I can make up for it..."

"Compensation?" Lin Chen smiled and said, "Qian Qinghu, where do your parents live? I'll kill them now, and then sit down and talk to you about compensation, okay?"

"I..." Qian Qinghu's face became extremely ugly, and Lin Chen's words made him unable to answer.