Peerless War God in City

Inwardly, he was guessing his identity.    

This guy's man actually had a gun, and it was not an ordinary gun. Although Yov Chengwen didn't know much about guns, he could tell that the gun in Yu Jin's hand was not the kind of gun that was sold on the black market.    

It was precisely because of this that he was so cautious.    

It had to be known that it was within the boundaries of the Great Xia.    

The control of firearms was extremely strict. Once they were discovered, they would be severely punished, or even lose their head.    

So … In the land of the Nine Prefectures, those who could make their subordinates wear this thing were usually no ordinary people.    

At this time.    

Beside Yov Chengwen, a lackey suddenly walked up to him and quietly reminded him: "Boss, very few people within the Great Xia would have guns. Maybe these two people are just faking it to scare us."    

This lackey's words immediately made Yov Chengwen react.    

That's right.    

Other than those powerful clans, ordinary people would have a hard time getting their hands on guns. The two fellows in front of them, no matter how you looked at them, didn't seem like any amazing people.    

The guns in their hands might even be fake!    

Thinking of this.    

The knife in Yov Chengwen's hand rose up again and a cold killing intent burst out from his tiger eyes.    

At this moment.    

"Bam!"    

The tongues of flame roared, and the bullets erupted.    

A crisp sound pierced the sky.    

"BOOM!"    

The lackey who had just spoken immediately fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. He died with grievance.    

On his forehead, there was a bullet hole that was neither big nor small, and blood was flowing out from it … It slowly flowed out.    

Yov Chengwen..." They were all stunned.    

The knife in his hand fell to the ground … Shock filled his eyes.    

"Hua!"    

The expressions of the several hundred people behind him also changed. They couldn't help but take a step back as their gazes changed.    

Looking at his dead subordinates on the floor, Yov Chengwen... He couldn't help touching his forehead. He was scared to the point that he was covered in cold sweat.    

All of a sudden.    

Everything was silent.    

The atmosphere had sunk into a deathly silence.    

Looking at their dead brothers on the floor, everyone's heart … An inexplicable chill went through his body.    

Really!    

It's true!    

Their guns are real!    

At this moment, no one questioned whether the gun in Yu Jin's hand was real, because someone had already proven it with their life.    

Yu Jin was standing tall and straight like a pine tree. On the other hand, the gun in his hand was emitting traces of black smoke.    

"What? Anyone else would like to know if it's real or fake?"    

Yu Jin looked at everyone in ridicule. His mouth raised into a smile as he swept his gaze across everyone.    

When his gaze landed on Yov Chengwen, the latter … His entire body was trembling uncontrollably.    

As the leader of thousands of people, Yov Chengwen had not experienced such battles for a very long time. Every day, he would live like a prince, drinking flowers and drinking wine or going to massage, where had he seen such a scene before?    

That's right.    

In terms of numbers, they were superior, but so what?    

If the opponent wanted his life, he would only need a single spear strike.    

At this time.    

Haotian said somewhat helplessly, "I've already said that I don't like violence. What's the point of this?"    

As he said that, he looked at the little lackey on the ground who had been shot through the head and died with grievance. Then, he let out a light sigh. His expression was a little downcast, as if he was feeling pity and grief for the lackey.