Su Changfeng's body kept walking through the crowd, as if he was in a deserted place.
Either punching or kicking, he constantly bombarded everyone who dared to attack him.
puff!
puff!
Everyone who was hit by Su Changfeng fell to the ground without the slightest resistance, making no sound.
The God of War takes action and no one survives.
"I didn't want to argue with you, but who knew you would actually come to my door yourself."
Su Changfeng's eyes were cold, and the white shirt on his upper body had been completely dyed bright red, like a demon returning from hell.
One by one, the horses fell at Su Changfeng's feet.
If the tiger doesn't show its power, it will be regarded as a sick cat by this group of garbage. After returning to the city, Su Changfeng has endured it for a long time. But now, he finally doesn't want to endure it anymore.
Looking at the murderous Su Changfeng in the field, Black Eagle's eyes flashed with horror, and shouted: "Wu Qiang, what are you waiting for? If you don't take action, we will both die here!"
Wu Qiang was breathing heavily, and more than a dozen confidants gathered around him, and each confidant's arms were bulging.
"Brothers, it's up to you whether we can leave alive today."
Wu Qiang opened his mouth to drink in a low voice.
The dozen or so confidants around him were all staring at Su Changfeng, who looked like a murderous god in the crowd.
Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in Wu Qiang's eyes, and he shouted: "Now, do it!"
Whoosh!
More than a dozen young men surrounding Wu Qiang pulled out their loaded pistols.
boom!
The first shot was fired.
I saw a flower of blood bursting out from the back of one of the horse boys.
Among the crowd, Su Changfeng suddenly raised his head and grabbed a horse boy in front of him.
Then, the gun continued to sound like exploding beans.
More than a dozen pistols fired continuously, directly covering the area where Su Changfeng was.
"Ah... don't shoot... I haven't left yet."
"Save me...I don't want to die..."
"Boss, I don't want to die..."
More than a dozen of the younger brothers who survived Su Changfeng's hands died directly under the fire.
After a minute, the gunfire stopped.
Wu Qiang panted heavily and asked, "Is that devil dead?"
Black Eagle's eyes were full of fierceness, and he was also searching among the crowd!
Suddenly, Black Eagle's pupils shrank and he stared at a certain place in the crowd.
The bodies of the three younger brothers were seen leaning together, and Su Changfeng's body slowly poked out from behind, giving everyone a devil-like look.
"Oh? Have you finished shooting the bullets? Is it my turn so soon?"
Black Eagle seemed to have seen a ghost and exclaimed: "How is this possible? Why is he not dead yet..."
Many of the boys holding guns retreated, their faces full of fear.
Normal people would have absolutely no chance of survival under that kind of firepower.
But Su Changfeng survived.
Su Changfeng used the corpses of the three younger brothers as shields to avoid the intense firepower.
"This man is the devil, he is the devil..."
"No, I want to leave, I won't fight..."
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The three boys holding the guns completely collapsed and fell to their knees, kowtowing repeatedly, their expressions filled with fear.
