When Shi Bing walked into the house, Qi Wei saw Shi Bing at a glance. When she saw Shi Bing, Qi Wei's eyes suddenly lit up, but then a deep sense of worry filled Qi Wei's eyes again.

Shi Bing came only by himself. These people kidnapped themselves and coaxed Shi Bing here. Even with Qi Wei's little head, he could guess that these people were not good for Shi Bing.

Shi Bing entered the house and saw the bald tattooed young man in the lead hugging his woman and getting up and down. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and two cold lights flashed rapidly in his eyes.

"This must be the head of the Qiliao Gang in China. Why? What's wrong with bringing me here today?"

Facing the entire room full of people from the Qiliao Gang, Shi Bing did not show any cowardice. His calm and composed temperament really shocked the members of the Qiliao Gang inside the house.

He walked casually to the sofa closest to him, picked up a bottle of beer that had not been opened on the coffee table, and Shi Bing flicked his finger, but the lid of the beer had been bounced off by Shi Bing. He raised his head and took a big sip.

With all kinds of calm temperaments, Shi Bing gave everyone the feeling that he came here not because he was coerced, but because he was just visiting him.

"Hmph, I really have some courage. No wonder I dare to touch our Qiliao Gang, Shi Bing, I'm right. There's nothing else to do when I come to you today. I'll ask you, my subordinates, Liangzi, and his subordinates, if you did it."

The eldest brother of the Qiliao Gang saw Shi Bing's attitude. His younger brother was in a state of arrogance. He looked for his elder brother's consent and asked them to teach Shi Bing a good lesson.

However, the middle-aged man with a bald tattoo shook his head slightly. Shi Bing just made an act as if nothing had happened, but he realized that the reason why Shi Bing was able to kill Liangzi and others last time was definitely not because of luck or strange conspiracy. Shi Bing was probably practicing. He signaled his men not to act rashly. He wanted to give a polite ceremony before the soldiers.

"Haha, you mean the last time the thieves who sneaked into my courtyard and stole theft. That's right, I killed them. It turns out that those people are from your Qiliao Gang. When did the gang club start doing this sneaky thing?"

Shi Bing took another breath, and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

Shi Bing's arrogance made his middle-aged man with a bald tattooed tattoo keep pressing his anger. After saying this, they could no longer bear it.

"Boy, believe it or not, please say something I'll kill you!" A young man holding a machete dyed his hair yellow and kept wearing earrings on his ears. His breathless temperament is indeed very consistent with the general impression of the members of the underworld.

"Haha, don't believe it." When Shi Bing heard the young man's clamor, he glanced at her with disdain and said contemptuously.

"Ahhhhh! Looking for death!" The young man with a yellow hair was obviously a hot-tempered middle-aged man with a bald tattoo. The others forced their anger at the command of their elder brother, but the young man with yellow hair couldn't help but hold the steel knife in his hand tightly. The young man with a sharp blade, the young man with a whirlwind of his heart, slashed people with a very fast knife, but it was the action of the young man who performed super-levelly.

"Ah!" Seeing that Shi Bing had no sign of giving in after he entered the house, Qi Wei couldn't help but feel a feeling of admiration that had never appeared before because of Shi Bing's performance at this moment. However, before such admiration lasted for a moment, the young man in yellow actually took the knife.

The sword speed was extremely fast, and seeing that the machete was about to look at Shi Bing's body, Qi Wei couldn't help but scream in fright.

"Bang!" A loud slap was given to Qi Wei by the middle-aged bald tattoo. A scream suddenly came from his ear, which hurt the middle-aged bald ear.

Qi Wei was beaten, and Shi Bing glanced at the corner of his eyes, and suddenly felt angry. Facing the machete of the yellow-haired young man, Shi Bing's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Just saw Shi Bing sideways very quickly and flashed to the side of the yellow-haired young man, and then touched the yellow-haired young man's head deep in one hand. He used a hard force. He heard a click.

The huge force had already broken the yellow-haired young man's tibia, and his entire head was aimed at one side at a very strange angle. The yellow-haired young man fell to the ground the moment his tibia was broken. Just looking at his rolling eyes, he knew that this guy was no longer helpful.

"What!" Shi Bing took action decisively and killed one person. Such ruthless methods somewhat shocked the bald middle-aged man.

"If you don't believe it, you don't believe it, you'll die if you don't believe it!" Shi Bing said coldly to the dead body on the ground. Then he glanced coldly at the people who were glaring at him just now. With a cold look, those people couldn't help but subconsciously retreated half a step back to the rear.

There was no way. Shi Bing's movement just now was too fast. No one could see Shi Bing's movement clearly. The yellow-haired young man was broken with his neck.

They knew very well that if Shi Bing had just met them, they would probably be the ones lying on the ground at this moment.

On the side of Shibing, there were only Shibing himself, while there were more than a dozen people on the Qiliao Gang. Logically speaking, these dozen people had a chance of winning against Shibing, but at this moment, it seemed that Shibing had no effort to solve them. Such changes in mind made the eyes of these members of the Qiliao Gang not as presumptuous as before.

"Hmph, Mr. Shi Bing, I don't know what it means to have such a courage. You dare to kill my people in my chassis. It can be seen that you have good kung fu, but no matter how good your kung fu is, can you pass the pistol quickly?" As he spoke, the bald tattooed young man took out a pistol and pointed it straight at Shi Bing. While the cold muzzle was aimed at Shi Bing, the members of the Qi Liao Gang in the room suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then suddenly realized.

Yes, we can use guns.

Like the black clubs like the Qiliao Gang, the members of the center have had the experience of using guns. Although they don’t wear guns on their bodies, at the critical moment, they have the right to apply for guns from the clubs. The identity of the head of the Qiliao Gang Hua urban area like the middle-aged man with a bald tattoo is always carried guns on their bodies.

Shi Bing's attack just now actually not only suppressed the members of the Qi Liao Gang, but also the middle-aged man was also suppressed. It was not until this moment that the middle-aged man realized that Shi Bing was not simply good at kung fu. Even behind Shi Bing, he was still the King of War. What is the strength of the King of War? The middle-aged man knew very well that these people here were not enough for Shi Bing to cut melons and vegetables alone.

Fortunately, although Shi Bing is very capable, this guy is too arrogant and shouts here on his back, without weapons. Even if the King of War is under the pistol, it is impossible to block the bullet.

The gun pointed at Shi Bing, and the confidence in the bald middle-aged man's heart came back.

"I wanted to give you something to enjoy, but since you dare to kill my person in my chassis today, I will chop your limbs and make you feel so painful. Come on, let me do it." The bald middle-aged man's eyes burst into fierce light, staring at Shi Bing, but he wanted to dismember Shi Bing.

"Hmph, I wanted to give you a pain, but you dare to touch my woman and hit my woman. In your words, I will chop your limbs. No, my limbs will make you feel painful!" Shi Bing faced the bald middle-aged pistol, with no macro distance on his face. Seeing Shi Bing's posture like this, the bald middle-aged guy couldn't help feeling uneasy. Does this guy Anxiang Shi Bing have any hidden tricks? Chi Ze changed. Thinking of this, the bald middle-aged muzzle moved downward and pointed it at Shi Bing's thigh. This shot was about to hand over Shi Bing's ability to move.

The bald middle-aged man is just an ordinary person, a big black hand. Even if such a person holds a gun in his hand, it is absolutely impossible to hurt Dao Shibing. When the bald young man moves, Shibing has already noticed it in advance. At the same time, the bald middle-aged man pulls the trigger, and at the same time, Shibing quickly uses the blood-drinking dagger and flies to the blood-drinking. With one knife, the people in the room did not hear the sound of gunfire, but heard the crisp sound of a pistol falling to the ground, and there was a shrill scream!

"Ahhhhhh!"

A creepy and shrill scream was heard. Everyone looked at the screams, but they saw a scene that they almost couldn't believe, with a broken hand, holding a black pistol. Their elder brother, who had a calm expression before, was now holding the broken arm with one hand in his intact hand, and his whole face was completely distorted due to severe pain.

"Hiss! What happened in that moment just now!"

The Qiliao Gang inside the house looked at his elder brother's miserable appearance and his broken arms on the ground. His eyes were filled with shock.
Chapter completed!