World of Samsara: I can duplicate everything
12 catching bullets with bare hands

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"Boss, I, I…"

After all, Mike was the boss of the Black Wolf Gang. He was usually ruthless and temperamental. It was difficult to eliminate the fear of the black villain, Jack, for a while.

Just as Jack was about to pee his pants, Meng Fan stepped forward and blocked him, blocking Mike's murderous gaze.

Staring at Meng Fan's tall back, the fear in Jack's heart immediately disappeared.

Although the Black Wolf Gang's boss, Mike, was scary, Meng Fan was definitely a hundred times scarier than him.

He had personally experienced Meng Fan's godlike supernatural abilities.

Meng Fan had asked him to lead the way because he wanted to deal with Mike, the boss of the Black Wolf Gang.

He didn't think Mike could survive Meng Fan.

Thinking of this, Jack finally relaxed and was no longer nervous.

"Hello, everyone from the Black Wolf Gang. It's a pleasure to meet you here!”

"I came here today to announce two things to you.”

"First, from now on, the Black Wolf Gang must submit to me. All members must be loyal to me.”

"The second thing is that Jack will become the new boss of the Black Wolf Gang. You have to cooperate with him and complete the mission I gave you.”

"Do you understand?"

Meng Fan glanced at the Black Wolf Gang executives in the room and spoke calmly to everyone.

"F * ck, bastard!"

"A yellow-skinned monkey dares to behave atrociously in the Black Wolf Gang?”

"You want us to submit? What a joke!"

"Shoot! Shoot to death!"

They suspected that Meng Fan had lost his mind. Otherwise, why would he barge into the Black Wolf Gang's headquarters alone and shamelessly declare that he wanted the Black Wolf Gang to submit to him?

Listen, is this even human?

Even a madman wouldn't dare to say that!

This was simply a fantasy.

Everyone in the Black Wolf Gang thought Meng Fan was crazy.

So after Mike gave the order, the four underlings behind him immediately pulled out their guns and aimed at Meng Fan.

They wanted to use bullets to turn Meng Fan into a sieve.

However, for Meng Fan, they were too slow.

They had just pulled out their pistols, but before they could pull the trigger, Meng Fan's poker cards cut their wrists.

The members of the Black Wolf Gang in the room only saw a few cold flashes before the wrists of the four armed Black Wolf Gang underlings were broken.

It was so fast that the four Black Wolf Gang underlings whose wrists were cut off did not realize that their hands had already fallen to the ground.

It wasn't until a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound and the intense pain transmitted to their minds that the four unlucky fellows covered their wrists and howled in pain.

"You, who exactly are you?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Mike, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, had a huge change in expression. His eyes were filled with fear. His voice was trembling, and his tone was low. He was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

"Who am I?"

"Aren't I just an ordinary magician from the East?”

"Big Mike, didn't you ask Jack and the other two to bring me to meet you at the downtown area of Houston?”

"I heard that you wanted to see me, so I came!”

"How is it? Are you surprised?”

Meng Fan threw out a handful of poker cards, using his spiritual force to control the dozens of cards to hover in the air and spin.

Then, the dozens of poker cards instantly flew towards the members of the Black Wolf Gang in the room.

In just a few seconds, the shirts of all the Black Wolf Gang members in the room were cut into rags by the playing cards.

The poker cards were like sharp knives, terrifying.

If Meng Fan wanted to, he could control the poker cards to slit their throats at any time.

The wrists of the four Black Wolf Gang underlings were cut off by the seemingly ordinary poker cards.

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Sir, our Black Wolf Gang has no intention of offending you. This is just a misunderstanding!”

Mike, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, revealed a hint of fear in his eyes. He squeezed out an ugly smile and explained in a panic.

"Misunderstanding?"

"Do you believe that?"

"Alright, let's not talk nonsense. I think Big Mike should know very well whether it's a misunderstanding or not.”

"I'll give you a chance to live!”

Meng Fan's face revealed a bright smile. He pointed to a pistol on the ground and said to Mike,""Pick up the gun and shoot me!”

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding!”

"Our Black Wolf Gang is willing to compensate. Please don't mind our recklessness.”

Mike said with sweat all over his head.

How could he dare to bend down to pick up the pistol? Didn't he see that his four underlings had their wrists cut off by the poker cards?

He was afraid that before he could pull the trigger, Meng Fan would cut off his wrist with a poker card.

He did not want to become a one-armed man.

"Stop nagging and pick up the gun, or I'll cut your throat with a poker card.”

Under Meng Fan's threat, Black Wolf gang boss Mike picked up the bloody pistol from the ground and aimed it at Meng Fan.

"Okay, well done!"

"Shoot!"

He really did not dare to shoot.

He was afraid that he couldn't pull the trigger as fast as Meng Fan could.

If he really fired at Meng Fan, who knew if Meng Fan would suddenly send a card to kill him?

"I said, shoot!"

"If you don't shoot, I'll kill you!"

Meng Fan shouted angrily.

"Pa!"

The moment the gunshot sounded, Mike's heart was filled with joy. He was simply ecstatic.

He didn't think he would actually pull the trigger and shoot at a terrifying enemy like Meng Fan.

He believed that as long as the gunshot rang out, he would be able to turn defeat into victory and come back to life.

After Meng Fan was hit by the bullet, he was bound to be seriously injured. It was impossible for him to send out a card to hurt them.

However, just as a happy expression appeared on his face, the next scene made Mike and the other members of the Black Wolf Gang's hearts instantly turn colder than the North Pole.

They felt as if they had fallen into the eighteen levels of hell, sinking into deep despair.

The bullet fired from the pistol seemed to have hit an invisible wall of air and was stuck three centimeters between Meng Fan's eyebrows.

"Your speed is not bad, but your strength is a little lacking!”

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