"Little Ma?"
When Song Zihao saw this scene, he was shocked. Then, he stood up and was about to step forward.
"Wait!"
However, just as he stood up, Zhong Xuan pushed him back to his seat and said indifferently,""You're too slow!”
"Too slow? What do you mean?"
Song Zihao frowned and asked in confusion.
"You'll know soon!"
Zhong Xuan replied calmly. Then, he reached out and touched his waist. A pistol appeared in his hand. He aimed it forward and gently pulled the trigger twice.
With two gunshots, the scarred man opposite him felt pain in his legs and suddenly knelt in front of Brony. The broken wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground and turned into countless pieces. He wailed in pain on the ground.
"Look, isn't my bullet faster than yours?”
After doing all this, Zhong Xuan put away the spear in his hand, turned around, and said with a smile.
"You came out to drink, and you actually brought a gun? Aren't you afraid that person will call the police?"
At this moment, the shock in Song Zihao's eyes became even stronger as he replied in disbelief.
The shock Zhong Xuan gave him this time was no less than Mahmud's.
They could shoot and kill people outside Hong Kong without any fear because they were outsiders.
If something happened, as long as he was not caught by the local police, he would be fine.
However, in Hong Kong, only a few people dared to carry guns or even shoot.
Even those black. It's astringent. When the clubs fought on the streets, they only used cold weapons such as machetes and iron rods.
There were only a few people in Hong Kong who dared to open fire in public.
After all, more than one person had seen Zhong Xuan firing the gun. As long as Dao Ba called the police, Zhong Xuan would have no choice but to leave Hong Kong.
That was why Song Zihao was so shocked by Zhong Xuan's actions.
"Call the police? Why would a dead person call the police? Are you telling the police in their dreams?"
Zhong Xuan ignored Song Zihao's shock and waved his hand. He picked up the glass of wine on the table and took a sip. Then, he walked out with the glass.
Although Zhong Xuan's actions seemed very reckless, he had already made plans in his heart.
Because the moment he saw Brony's head being smashed, the scarred man had already been sentenced to death in Zhong Xuan's heart. A dead person would not call the police.
In the past few decades, Hong Kong had seen more fights between clubs and part-time jobs than movies. No one would meddle in other people's business.
That was why he was so brazen as to shoot and kill people in the nightclub.
"Boss, Boss!"
At this moment, when they saw the scarred man being shot, three people around them instantly ran over and shouted loudly.
"Which bastard dares to mess with my boss?”
The three of them surrounded the scarred man in the middle. They touched the back of his waist and each of them had a sharp short axe in their hands. They faced their surroundings and coldly cried out.
"I did it!"
Zhong Xuan walked forward and raised his left hand. He took a sip of the wine in his glass and replied with a smile.
"Who are you?"
The three people held short axes in their hands. When they saw Zhong Xuan's nonchalant manner, they did not know why but fear rose in their hearts. Only then did they coldly shout.
"I'm the one who just crippled your boss!”
Zhong Xuan finished the wine in his cup in one gulp. Then, he casually threw it to the ground and said indifferently.
"You and... wins. And the person?"
One of them took a step forward and held the short axe in his hand horizontally as he asked coldly.
"And…wins. And?"
At this moment, Zhong Xuan looked around and realized that everyone in the nightclub had run away. He shook his head and said,"Just treat me as one!"
As Zhong Xuan finished speaking, the three of them changed their expressions and revealed a hint of ruthlessness.
The three of them wielded their short axes and slashed at Zhong Xuan in a triangular formation.
Zhong Xuan pulled out the pistol at his waist and pulled the trigger three times.
As three blood flowers bloomed, the three people fell to the ground. After a spasm, they were all dead.
"Brother Hao, take Xiao Ma to bandage his wound!”
After killing three people, Zhong Xuan's face remained calm. He turned around and spoke to Song Zihao, who was standing at the side in a daze.
"Oh! Good!"
After hearing Zhong Xuan's words, Song Zihao came back to his senses and quickly walked forward to check on Brony's injuries.
Just as he helped Brony up, he heard a gunshot. The scarred man whose legs had been crippled had also died under Zhong Xuan's gun.
"Let's go!"
Zhong Xuan looked at the scene and after making sure that there were no obvious traces left, he left the nightclub with the two of them.
After bringing the three of them to a safe place to bandage Brony's wounds, Song Zihao said with a bitter expression,""Brother Xuan, we've caused trouble this time. That person is new. Ismail An's Big Boss Yuan!"
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