At this moment, Chen Han held a gun in his hand, his eyes extremely cold.

"Damn!" Datoubin opened his eyes wide, holding a cigarette with his fingers, and was startled by the sudden gunshot.

A group of mafia clutches with fierce expressions also stopped quickly and stopped in place, looking at the figure next to the motorcycle with shocked expressions.

A leather jacket is clean and neat, a sword eyebrows are full of murderous aura, and the muzzle in his hand is even warm...

They had no doubt that the man in front of them dared to shoot!

Dare to shoot at them!

Because, he had fired a gun!

Chen Han is a man who is fighting in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Not to mention fighting with the underworld, he has even visited the real battlefield of World War II.

He didn't care about the twenty or thirty hottest players in front of him at all, let alone their lives. The indifferentness emanated from his bones, eyes, expressions, actions, and every detail proved that it could not allow the young and dandy to doubt.

The cigarette in Datoubin's hand fell to the ground.

"Si..."

Water stains on the roadside extinguish the smoke.

His life seemed to have ended.

The next moment, Chen Han turned the gun and pointed the gun at him!

In the gang battle, there are enough people, it is a strength, it is a strength to fight, and having a gun in your hand is also a strength! Because gang battles often rarely use guns, and once they use guns, they will become thorns in the eyes of the judicial police and thorns in the flesh.

At least, it is a rule for gangs to fight hard in the two colonies of Hong Kong and Macao. The police stations in Hong Kong and Macao are the most keen on killing those tough guys who are arrogant, eager to stand out, and have a reputation but are not yet strong for the time being.

As for the mainland? Haha, don’t talk about guns, underground clubs do not allow you to exist!

The situation is even more serious.

Often, gangsters rarely carry firearms when they go on a trip. After all, you don’t have work every day. You always have to go to the police station to have tea every few days when you travel on a daily basis. You have to go to the police station to report to Stanley - illegally carrying firearms is going to jail!

Therefore, except for being prepared, few people from the club usually carry guns with them, especially gangsters like "Ranziju".

Some club bosses will ask bodyguards to carry guns.

Buying a gun in Haojiang is actually very convenient. You can buy it if you have a little money to find a channel. But buying it is different from carrying it.

Datoubin never expected that Chen Han would have a gun. Did Chen Han know the news long ago? He bought a gun and waited for him?

Nono, although Chen Han is super capable of fighting, and with the blessing of talent skills, it is no problem for one person to cut over twenty or thirty people in front of him with one knife, but if you can solve it with a gun, you can solve it with a gun. The experience brought on the battlefield tells him that you don’t need a bastard if you have money!

What's more, to make a name for yourself, you have to use the most arrogant and majestic way!

Where can there be a big man from the world who is step by step and who is quick to rise to power is not arrogant and very low-key? He is now playing a life-gambler, so let’s start gambling from now on, and keep a low profile and fuck it! Let’s discuss it when it becomes more developed in the future!

"Bang!" Chen Han's pupils were cold.

A murderous gaze flashed by, and then he pressed the trigger and fired a bullet.

"Shuttle!" The brass-colored bullet rushed out, and in an instant, it accurately hit Datoubin's Mingmen.

At this time, Datoubin was about to open his mouth and shout something like "How many bullets do you have in one gun, how many people do we have?"

The next moment.

"Puff!" A blood hole appeared on his forehead.

The bright red blood flowed down. He opened his mouth and didn't even have time to spit out a word, so his whole body fell to the ground and fell down with a loud bang.

Chen Han raised his hand high and fired several shots at the sky again: "Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The shells fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of falling.

These gunshots sounded very nice, which made him laugh at the crowd, and his laughter was full of sarcasm and ridicule...

But these laughter and gunfire made Datoubin’s “Shuifangzi” scare to death!

"Dry!"

"Retreat quickly, tmd, the boss is dead."

"We have met a madman this time, retreat quickly, retreat... retreat!" A thin water house boy pulled up a scared companion next to him and pulled away the frightened companion together.

"Dingling, Dingling." More than 20 Shuifangzi threw away the weapons in his hands and turned around and ran towards the flowerbed on the roadside.

From time to time, they look back at the side of the road.

The night is deep,

Chen Han stood alone with a gun.

Use a gun!

Under the Grand Sanba Archway,

Announced to Quanhaojiang Society,

I've made my debut!

Some water housemates looked at Chen Han with fear and admiration, frightened and yearned, and were convinced in shock!

They knew how to escape to the flower garden instead of running along the road. It seemed that they still retained a little rationality, neither completely scared nor were they the way of survival of young and dandy, and their instincts were like this.

Chen Han would not hold on to a group of scared young and dandy boys. After all, there is still a difference between being a big boss and being a murderer. You can easily "expose" it by carrying a life on your body. There is no need to recite dozens of irrelevant lives. However, if Big Toubin said that, the gangsters were stupid and obedient. Hehe, he would see what "infinite bullets" meant! Ask them how many bullets in my gun!

...

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" When Chen Han fired the first shot towards the sky, across the street, a man in an old blue denim boy with his clothes washed until yellow in the Lanjie Tea Restaurant shook his wrist and seemed to be stimulating. He let go and landed an egg tart on the table.

Then, under the unexpected gaze of his partner next to him, he quickly stood up, pulled out a pistol from his waist, and pointed the gun at Hei Zaihua who was sitting at the door.

Hei Zaihua!

Haojiang 14k double flower red stick, the owner of the Huawang parish!

He was watching the show while eating egg tarts, watching the young man on the roadside with his gun and killing people. He suddenly saw the two people behind him on the reflective glass.

When the first man stood up and pulled out his gun, he quickly stood up in the chair and wanted to escape.

"Bang!" But the gunshots came faster.

Hei Zaihua only felt pain in her shoulders, and some liquid flowed down her arms, and her body became a little weak. She immediately knew that she was shot in her arm.

"Boom!" So he chose to follow the trend and roll over the table and put down the standing dining table.

"Bang bang bang!" He dodged several bullets in succession.

Immediately afterwards, Hei Zaihua grabbed the table pole with one hand, kicked the floor with her legs, and kept moving out the door.

When he saw the gunman "Dadada" grabbing the gun and running forward to fix the gun, he decisively discarded the dining table as cover and turned around and ran towards the door.

"Bang bang bang!" Several more bullets came, and Hei Zaihua was shot again in the back and threw herself to the ground. When he lay on the ground, he saw the boy holding a gun raised at him, his eyes were filled with despair, and he felt that TMD had been in trouble for eight lifetimes!

"Dada." Two blue-clothed gunmen hurriedly chased after him, raised their guns and was about to shoot at Hei Zaihua on the ground. Chen Han swept the gun over Hei Zaihua's head and pointed it at the two gunmen who were about to shoot.

"Bang bang!"

Two more shots! Only two shots!

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