Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

"Did you hear anything just now?"

"There's no sound at all. You can't drink enough and want to be a deserter!"

"Asshole, who said I can't drink anymore? You all combined can't beat me."

"Stop talking nonsense, come on, keep drinking."

In the nightclub, a large group of Yutai faction members with tattoos, permed hair, and strange clothes, who didn't look like good people, were drinking and gambling in twos and threes.

There was deafening music playing in the hall and the environment was very noisy, so they didn't react much to the shooting outside.

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance. After passing through the long corridor, Si Tuang and the four of them walked into the hall.

"Axi, who are you? Our place is not open yet. Those bastards from Mad Dog are asking them to stand guard for what to eat."

Someone saw Si Tuang, and that unfamiliar face made them think he was a guest who came to the nightclub to have fun.

"Where is your boss?"

Si Tuang's expression was calm, turning a blind eye to the smoky environment inside, and asked directly.

"How are you talking? Boss, do you want to ask the chairman to understand? I want to see the chairman. Do you have an appointment?"

Several members of the Yutai faction came forward. The leader held a cigarette in his mouth and tilted his head to look at Xi Tuang. For a moment, he was confused about Xi Tuang's origin.

Jin Changming turned pale and subconsciously looked around, planning to find a place to escape if something went wrong.

"Let your boss come out and see me."

Situang reached his right hand into his waist and spoke more bluntly.

"Axi, you mongrel dog is here to cause trouble. Do you want to die?"

Several members of the Yutai faction were angry, and the gangster holding a cigarette even slapped him in the face.

Bang!

With a crisp gunshot, Si Tuang pulled out the gun from his waist and pulled the trigger.

The bullet entered the mouth of the scolding Yutai faction member and emerged from the back of his head with a handful of blood.

The gunfire echoed in the nightclub hall, overpowering the music, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

Members of the Yutai faction who were playing cards, gambling and drinking turned around and looked around, feeling panicky.

The body fell in front of Si Tuang, the muzzle of the gun moved, the trigger was pulled, and the magazine was emptied.

With such a close distance, Xi Tuang's skill would naturally not miss him, and soon all of them fell down.

They didn't even react until they died. They didn't expect that they would be shot directly with a gun in the base camp. This was not in line with their usual style of the South Korean underworld!

"Gun, he has a gun"

"Someone is calling. Go and notify the boss."

"Assi, damn you bastards, kill them all."

"We can't fight! Go call someone first."

The hall became chaotic. Some members of the Yutai faction present ran around in fear, while others shouted and cursed and rushed up with bottles, steel pipes and machetes.

A cold smile appeared on Si Tuang's lips, and he watched a few brave guys slowly and methodically change the magazines, and then aimed the gun again.

When the people who rushed over saw the muzzle of the gun, some turned around and ran away, while some still rushed forward bravely.

The gangster who rushed in first was nearly two meters tall. He was brandishing a machete and yelling Korean swear words without stopping. He looked like a small boss and looked extremely brave.

However, this bravery is completely worthless in front of the killing weapons made by humans.

Situ Aung pulled the trigger and fired two shots quickly, hitting the torso. The opponent fell to the ground screaming, and then Situ Aung shot another shot in the opponent's head, making the opponent's screams stop forever.

Two shots to the torso and one to the head. This Mozambican shooting technique is very useful in close combat.

Looking at the fallen body, Si Tuang shook his head and chuckled: "The gun is fast from seven steps away, and the gun is fast and accurate within seven steps. I want to rush over with a machete, haha."

Si Tuon also said, unless you are a genetic warrior.

At this time, the two genetic warriors following Si Tuang also took out their pistols and advanced while shooting, ruthlessly massacring the Yutai faction members present.

A member of the Yutai faction turned around and ran away, but his speed was not as fast as a bullet.

The bullet hit him in the back, and the other person staggered down. Then a bullet was added at random, drilling into his brain and killing him completely.

Some members of the Yutai faction hid under the counter and under the table and trembled, but they still could not escape the killing. The genetic warriors walked by, and all these hiding guys fell into a pool of blood.

There were members of the Yutai faction who knelt down and begged for mercy, but the genetic warriors didn't even look at them. What they responded to were bullets that penetrated their skulls.

The genetic warrior is like a ruthless killing machine, with no extra actions except killing.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets penetrated the human body one after another, rounds of magazines were emptied, and screams filled the hall one after another.

The screams at the scene made Jin Changming's hands and feet weak. He looked at the blood flowing everywhere and the members of the Yutai faction lying in the pool of blood. Goosebumps appeared on his arms. His whole body was petrified and he could only stand where he was. On the ground, they looked stupidly at the killings of the three people on Si Tuang.

He had never seen such a horrific and bloody scene. In the past, even if hundreds of people from South Korean gangs fought, most of them would be broken bones and stitches, and almost no lives would be lost.

In Jin Changming's opinion, those methods were considered cruel, but in front of the three men who were killing with guns, they were like children playing house.

Si Tuang and the other three were just rushing to kill people. Their guns went straight to the vital points of the human body. They would also hit the head of the fallen person with the gun to prevent the corpse from being deceived, highlighting the cruelty and terror.

In the past, Jin Changming believed that having more people was an advantage in underworld fights, but now, the three gunmen defeated the so-called elite thugs from the Yutai faction.

The scene was filled with cries and screams, and all members of the Yutai faction were running away or reduced to corpses.

In just two minutes, the hall fell into silence again. Dozens of corpses lay on the ground, blood flowed freely, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Stop being stunned and follow."

Si Tuang waved to Jin Changming, then raised his legs and walked towards the second floor of the nightclub.

Jin Changming swallowed wildly, looking at Xi Tuang and the others who were in extreme danger, and no longer dared to have any thoughts of escaping or resisting, because he was also afraid of eating peanuts!

On the second floor, there was still bloodbath in the same way, with gunshots one after another.

The genetic warriors didn't deliberately kill people all the way up, they only killed those fools who were blind and stood in the way and wanted to be loyal to the Yutai faction.

The genetic warriors showed no mercy or unnecessary words to anyone who stood in their way. The main thing was that they were ruthless and didn't say much.

This nightclub has a fifth floor, but under the massacre of Xi Tuang and the three murderers, the battle situation was completely one-sided. The members of the Yutai faction armed with cold weapons were completely worthless in front of the pistols.

Finally, by questioning the prisoners, Si Tuang and the others came to a door on the fifth floor.

Si Tuang kicked the door open. There was a middle-aged man inside, holding a spray gun in his hand. He was about to shoot, but he couldn't match the reaction of the genetic warrior. Xi Tuang fired first, and the bullet Smashing his palm made the other party scream in pain and the spray fell to the ground.

"He, he is Li Shuxun, the boss of the Yutai faction."

Jin Changming trembled and followed Xi Tuang and the other two people here. When he saw this middle-aged man, he immediately recognized him.

"Who invited you here? I'll give you double the amount of money they gave you, as long as you let me live."

Li Shuxun covered his injured palm, sweating profusely due to the severe pain, but he could still maintain his composure.

He thought that Si Tuang and others were professional killers hired by other gangsters in Gwangju. After all, the other party's methods were completely unlike their gangster style. How could anyone who frequently kills with guns be afraid of the police?

"I ask, you answer."

Xi Tuang stepped on Li Shuxun's chest and said calmly: "The Ronan faction was destroyed. Who instigated you?"

"What, the Ronan faction has nothing to do with us, I don't understand."

Bang!

A bullet pierced the sole of Li Shuxun's foot, causing him to arch up like a shrimp and wrinkle his facial features in pain.

"Answering."

"It hurts, Xiba, I really don't know."

Bang!

This time the palm was penetrated.

"Answering!"

"I"

Bang!

"I said, I said, I told you that it was the Gwangju Police Chief who asked me to do it. He paid a large sum of money, and it was not just our gang, but also..."

Under Xi Tuang's simple torture to extract a confession, Li Shuxun could no longer resist and told everything like he was pouring beans.

Xi Tuang listened quietly, and then released his foot from Li Shuxun's chest.

"Let's go."

Xi Tuang waved his hand and walked towards the door. Li Shuxun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he thought he could save his life, he saw the genetic warrior who was at the end. He suddenly pulled out a pistol, pointed it at his head and shot three times. He beat his head beyond recognition, confirmed that he was dead, and then turned around and left.

"Axi, Chief of Gwangju Police, how dare he do this? Our boss always pays tribute to him."

When Jin Changming heard the gunshots behind him, his body trembled slightly, he couldn't help but curse, his face showed a look of embarrassment, he looked at Xi Tuang and said.

"Boss Xitu, let's check other underworld gangs. Maybe there are other clues there."

"No need, go directly to Director Gwangju."

Situang almost didn't think twice and chose the fastest way.

"ah!"

Jin Changming seemed to suspect that he had heard wrongly. Looking at the three killers who still had expressionless faces, his voice suddenly increased: "That's the Gwangju Police Chief!"

"It doesn't matter. Just lead the way. Take us to the Gwangju Police Headquarters here."

Si Tuang patted Jin Changming on the shoulder, as if to him, the police chief, who was so powerful in Gwangju, was not worth mentioning at all.

Jin Changming's mind was in a state of confusion. In his eyes, Director Guangzhou was a big shot as tall as the sky, and he must not be offended.

But thinking about the killings of the three people in Xituang just now, Jin Changming somewhat understood the reason.

Outside the nightclub, sirens were already sounding.

The screams and gunshots in the nightclub were so intensive that they had already alerted passers-by outside, including some members of the Yutai faction who had a chance to escape. The nearest police number they dialed had already arrived.

Sitting on the off-road vehicle, Xi Tuang looked at the roaring police, stepped on the accelerator and accelerated, under the guidance of Jin Changming, he rushed directly towards the Gwangju Police Headquarters.

"The black SUV in front of you, stop immediately for inspection, otherwise we will use force, repeat."

Several police cars followed behind, sirens blaring, making it a beautiful sight.

Situang didn't care. The speed of the car was so high and his super reaction ability still kept the steering wheel steady and kept keeping distance from the police car.

However, because the mass casualty shooting caused by Si Tuang and the others was discovered, more and more police reinforcements were sent to chase Si Tuang and the others, and the whole city seemed to be filled with sirens.

During this chase, the Gwangju Police Headquarters got closer and closer.

Stab!

With the sound of tires screeching against the ground, the off-road vehicle stopped in front of a building.

In front of the building hangs the four characters "Police Headquarters". The building is more than ten floors tall, and there are also special canteens, training grounds, detention rooms, and interrogation rooms.

"It's right here. The police are catching up with them. What should we do? Or let's just let them go without mercy."

Jin Changming pointed at the police headquarters building, his voice trembling, because a large number of police officers behind him had been chasing and outflanking them, and police officers were also dispatched from the police station building in front of them. In Jin Changming's view, he and others were now in a desperate situation with no way to advance or retreat. .

Because this is not the Yutai faction. So many policemen are equipped with guns, so it is not possible to win with pistols.

"Just punch it in."

Xi Tuang's answer was very concise. He took Jin Changming out of the car, then walked to the back and opened the trunk.

Suddenly, Jin Changming's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes widened, and he saw an incredible scene.

The trunk was filled with all kinds of weapons, including rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, grenades, and rows of yellow-orange bullets. A large number of firearms and weapons were stacked in the box, making Jin Changming stunned.

Click!

Si Tuang put on a tactical vest, picked up an AK rifle and a magazine belt, and threw them at the genetic warrior who came down.

The genetic warrior took it, loaded the magazine, loaded the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The whole process was done in one go.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out and the South Korean police officers who were approaching with guns fell down instantly as they rushed out of the police station building.

Those South Korean policemen were all equipped with pistols. In terms of firepower, they were completely incomparable. What's more, they encountered genetic warriors with superb marksmanship.

Si Tuang picked up a general-purpose machine gun, hung up the ammunition chain, opened the machine gun bipod and fixed the shooting position, and pointed it at the police cars that were roaring in pursuit.

As Si Tuang pulled the trigger coldly, bullets came out instantly, piercing the ranks of the approaching police cars and shooting through the fragile human body.

Ordinary police cars were unable to protect themselves from machine gun fire. The cars were stained red with blood. One after another, the out-of-control police cars crashed into trees and shops on the roadside, igniting thick smoke.

The bullet chain of the general-purpose machine gun shook wildly, and bullet casings were continuously thrown out, falling next to Si Tuang. A two-foot-long tongue of flame spewed out from the muzzle, and the deadly rain of bullets swept past, suppressing and destroying the entire police car team.

The firepower of both sides is completely different. To deal with most of the South Korean police who only have pistols and batons, using machine guns can be called a dimensionality reduction strike.

The last genetic warrior picked up the rocket launcher, squatted down, pointed it at a police explosion-proof vehicle, and pressed the trigger.

As the rocket hit the police anti-explosion vehicle, there was a violent explosion, and the anti-explosion vehicle was blown over on the spot. Then he picked up the grenade, took the safety tab, and threw it towards the crowd of police officers.

boom! boom! boom!

The fragments of the grenade explosion knocked down many policemen, who screamed repeatedly.

The chasing police car team collapsed, turned around and fled. The police officers who ran out of the police station building also cried for their fathers and fled in all directions.

When had they ever seen such a murderer? This is no longer the level of the police arresting gangsters, but it is like being on the battlefield. Such a firepower configuration is too high-end for the South Korean police, and they cannot afford it!

Jin Changming only felt his scalp numb. Originally, he thought he was throwing himself into a trap. However, Xi Tuang and others brought so much firepower that the identities of prey and hunter were instantly reversed. The ferocity was something he had never seen before. .

In front of these three crazy killers, the policemen who used to be feared by Jin Changming were like new recruits, vulnerable to a single blow. (End of chapter)