Chapter 836: Chapter 833: Who Wanted
to Co In?
Bang!
The sturdy wooden door split in two, crashing to the ground with a deafening sound.
Everyone instinctively stepped back. To split such a sturdy door in half, what kind of imnse strength was that?
Tap tap!
Footsteps approached; everyone turned their heads and saw a man and a woman at the door.
The man was young, with handso, sharp features; the woman was petite, a young girl.
No one recognized the young man, but they had an impression of the young girl.
"Are you... Yan Chunjiao?"
Da Fei slapped the table and stood up. Yan Chunjiao was a playmate of the deceased Tie Rou, and he had an impression of her.
Yan Chunjiao didn’t speak, only looked at Da Fei with a hostile gaze.
"Damn it, it’s you, this bitch, who brought them here!"
Da Fei roared angrily, his eyes fixed on Qin Hao, his mind racing for solutions.
First, using the Silver Needle to injure people, then splitting the door with imnse strength, he knew full well he was no match for such power.
Everyone was extrely fearful, but when two armies face off, the most important thing is montum.
No matter how threatening Qin Hao seed, no one showed cowardice.
Soone shouted, "So it’s you, this sneaky little bastard!"
Qin Hao remained silent, his face expressionless yet slightly smiling.
The person cursed even harder, "Daring to co to our Shark Gang for revenge, I’ll make sure you die without a body! Brothers, let’s kill him!"
With that, he charged forward first.
The others, seeing this, also summoned the courage to follow suit aggressively.
As the crowd ca at him fiercely, Qin Hao said to Yan Chunjiao, "Lend
your button."
Yan Chunjiao didn’t understand, but still pulled at the button on her sleeve.
"Can’t take it off."
Yan Chunjiao reluctantly said, her face growing paler.
Indeed, in front of the fierce crowd, the young girl appeared sowhat weak.
"I’ll do it."
Qin Hao plucked a button from his jacket, pinching it between his fingers, staring at it for a mont.
Right then, the group of thugs had already reached them.
The next mont, Qin Hao flicked his hand.
Whoosh!
A whizzing sound was heard, the button in his hand vanished, and among the rushing crowd, one person dropped dead suddenly.
Tap tap tap tap!
The charging crowd imdiately halted, looking around.
The fallen person was indeed the one who had been cursing earlier.
And now, in the center of his forehead, there was actually a hole, roughly the sa size as a button!
"What!"
Everyone was extrely shocked, their eyes swiftly turned to Qin Hao, with expressions full of dread.
Just a button shot through a person’s forehead.
Playing with it like a handgun?
The crowd was too scared to move, and from behind, Da Fei shouted, "He only has one hand, what’s the big deal if you all rush at him? Brothers, now’s the ti to defend the Shark Gang’s honor, charge!"
The group, feeling encouraged, again lifted their feet, ready to rush over and tear Qin Hao apart.
Unperturbed, Qin Hao plucked another button from his jacket, flicking his wrist.
Whoosh!
Another person fell, a spray of blood floated in the air, splattering on many people’s clothes.
Perhaps the blood was too cold and cruel; everyone involuntarily stopped again.
They exchanged glances and saw fear in each other’s eyes.
There were over a dozen buttons left on that jacket, does that an over a dozen more were to die?
Who would die first?
This was a question.
To the higher-ups who had reached such a position, they were long past the youthful ntality of fearing no death.
For them, cherishing life and enjoying it was most important.
Now, to charge forth, being the enemy’s human targets?
What a joke, no one was willing.
"Charge, what are you all waiting for!"
Da Fei yelled angrily.
No one dared to respond; internally they complained: asking us to charge, but you won’t budge from the back?
While everyone hesitated, Qin Hao lazily spoke up, "Hey, are you coming or not, if you are, hurry up."
The higher-ups all wore defeated expressions: being mocked and unable to retaliate?
This was utterly humiliating!
So wanted to rush over and retaliate, but five ters was enough distance for Qin Hao to flick several buttons.
Rushing rashly was just throwing away one’s life.
"No one’s stepping up? Then let
ask, who was calling
in just now? I’ve already co in, where is that person?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a scar-faced man in the crowd felt a chill run down his spine, buried his head deeply, not daring to look at Qin Hao at all.
"What, bold enough to shout, but not brave enough to step forward, huh?"
Qin Hao’s faintly mocking voice ignited everyone’s anger.
So hateful, the Shark Gang, reigning supre for ages, actually being suppressed today by a single man, unable to talk back?
"Who will help
call that person out?"
Qin Hao looked at everyone with a faint smile, receiving no response.
"My patience is limited, are you sure you don’t want to do that?"
Qin Hao asked again, only to be t with a long silence.
"Sigh, seems like you’re forcing
to start a massacre."
Qin Hao said leisurely, plucking another button.
Everyone was terrified, stumbling backwards in a hurry.
But no matter how fast they were, how could they compare to the button’s bullet-like speed?
Whoosh!
The sound ended, and a person collapsed with a shot between the eyes.
Expressions changed drastically, mouths agape, as if they’d seen a ghost.
Not stopping, another button flew, and another fresh body fell.
Watching their forr comrades fall beside them, those who remained were filled with terror and sorrow.
Soone’s mind was close to collapsing, shouting: "Stop killing, I’ll tell you! Sand Monkey, this is your ss, clean it up yourself!"
This individual, called Brother Jian, was a renowned warrior in the gang, once wielding a machete in pursuit of an enemy for ten streets, respected by thugs as a War God.
But now, the War God’s only thought was to admit defeat and save his life.
"Bald Jian, damn you, which eye of yours saw
say it!"
The scar-faced man called out by na shouted in terror, "It wasn’t
at all, it was you who said it!"
Brother Jian sneered, "Are you stupid? Do you really think this gentleman can’t tell whose voice it was?"
To save himself, he deliberately referred to Qin Hao as gentleman.
Sand Monkey’s face grew even paler, one glance at Qin Hao, found him staring intently at him.
At that mont, his bladder nearly gave out, almost wetting himself in fear.
Having been found out, he couldn’t lie, only cursing Brother Jian "Bald Jian, fuck your grandmother, you traitor, betraying your brothers!"
In the Shark Gang, there were nurous rules, one being to never betray your brothers.
Usually, if soone really did this, the outco would be very tragic.
"Hey, don’t co to
with rules! If anyone’s betrayed brothers, it was you first. If it weren’t for you running your mouth, nobody would have died!"
Brother Jian shouted, neck veins standing out.
"I..."
Sand Monkey was speechless, staring fearfully at Qin Hao, not knowing how to explain.
Qin Hao yawned, looking uninterested, "Finished talking? Then I shall begin."
After saying this, with a flick of his wrist, Sand Monkey in the crowd fell straight down.
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