Bucher locked his gaze on Johnny like a venomous snake.
For Bucher, the Wildfire Gang might not be the most capable dogs he had raised.
But in his eyes, they were definitely the easiest to manipulate and the most obedient.
After all, he had been training these people since they were children, and his prestige was unparalleled to people like Johnny.
Bucher had almost never considered the possibility that Johnny and the others would dare to rebel against him one day.
His cold gaze swept over the weapons in the hands of the Wildfire Gang, and he seed a bit surprised.
The majority of the Wildfire Gang’s weapons were provided by the Tasting Comrce Association, as the Wildfire Gang survived on the support of the Tasting Comrce Association.
The Wildfire Gang occasionally accepted so tasks, but they absolutely couldn’t earn too much money. The guns they currently held were expensive finely crafted AKs.
These types of guns were very accurate but also costly to make. Where did the Wildfire Gang find the resources to purchase so many?
Recalling Johnny’s current reaction, a ludicrous idea ford in Bucher’s mind.
These damn dogs really dared to betray their master?!
Anger welled up in Bucher; he felt his authority was being challenged.
"Johnny, do you still vividly rember the last punishnt I gave you? How dare you betray ? Have you forgotten what happened to those who betrayed ?
A disloyal dog has no aning in living."
Looking at that cold smile, Bucher’s shadow enveloped every mber of the Wildfire Gang, a terror etched deep in their souls.
The trauma brought on by domination from a young age.
Like the Apocalypse Society brainwashing its followers, Bucher’s control over them was also a kind of brainwashing.
Every mber of the Wildfire Gang looked terrified, not daring to et Bucher’s eyes, their hands trembling as they held their guns.
Bucher precisely caught this detail, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.
He thought the Wildfire Gang had found so backer but ultimately, they were just dogs he had trained to be so obedient.
Bucher walked up to Johnny, his gaze haughty and ruthless, stared directly at Johnny, pressing down on Johnny’s head, patting him on the shoulder forcefully as he said, "Johnny, did you fucking forget the price of pissing off?"
Everything from the past surfaced in his mind, Bucher’s shadow infinitely magnifying within, causing Johnny to tremble.
That fear, engraved deep in his soul, made Johnny’s lips tremble, his face whitening, almost unable to resist.
Every mber of the Wildfire Gang was in the sa state.
This bewildered Chana and others hidden in the dark; as foreign Hunters, when they saw Bucher causing trouble, they were ready to act at the first mont.
But Johnny stopped them.
Told the Hunters to hide.
To face Bucher himself.
Chana thought Johnny had so tactic, but now it seed... Johnny seed not quite right.
Not only did he lack ans to oppose Bucher, but he also seed particularly afraid of Bucher.
Every mber of the Wildfire Gang seed the sa...
Bucher resud his arrogance, just like when they were kids, reaching out to slap Johnny’s face, mocking, "I don’t care if you’ve t so new master, but here with , you’ll always be my dog.
When you see this old master, you should wag your tail and beg.
Don’t forget how you survived as kids.
I was the one who gave you food to eat.
Dare to bare your teeth at .
Johnny, you know what? If I didn’t quite enjoy how you wag your tail, I’d have killed you by now.
Now, kneel down, let see you wag your tail again."
Johnny’s lips trembled, Bucher’s shadow in his mind expanding further.
He recalled one cruel order from Bucher after another.
He rembered one cruel thod from Bucher after another.
His lips shook.
His consciousness blurred.
Under Chana’s incredulous gaze, Johnny’s knees slightly bent.
At this mont, Chana couldn’t hold back.
Kneel your damn ass kneel!
Originally she thought Johnny was quite a man; if Johnny dared to kneel, she’d happily shoot that guy full of holes, showing Johnny that.
In the end, he was just a person.
The mont Johnny’s head lowered, Bucher’s face filled with wild laughter, a strong ntal fog lifting suddenly, he heard a roar in his ear.
"Don’t kneel!"
"Who the fuck told you to kneel?"
A roar instantly snapping Johnny back to reality.
Johnny jerked his head up, his body straightened like a rod, seeing only a man striding angrily toward him. Johnny opened his mouth, just managing to shout, "Old..."
Bang!
Before Johnny’s voice could finish, he was kicked to the ground. Chen Che looked at Johnny with a face full of disdain, "Your fucking knees are that soft? He tells you to kneel and you do? Damn it, I have no place for such weaklings, you’re a disgrace to manhood!"
Johnny’s face turned red and white with humiliation as he lowered his head.
All other mbers of the Wildfire Gang were the sa, not daring to look Chen Che in the eye.
"I’ll fucking deal with you later."
Chen Che suddenly turned his head, looking Bucher up and down, a mocking smile on his lips, "So it’s you."
Bucher frowned, staring at the sudden ergence of Chen Che, shocked at heart.
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