Chapter 3: Who is more ruthless, Feiku Wang

  Qiu Er struggled to get up from the ground, and stood aside with a flattering smile.

  Fatty Pig didn't answer Sha Xuan, but instead turned his head and stared at Qiu Er fiercely, saying: "Qiu Er, where did you get this arrogant and ignorant little brat from?"

  Qiu Er rubbed his hands nervously and replied: "This kid is unknown origin, daring to rob with a knife on the main street, I thought he was a talent, wanted to recruit him into the gang, so brought him back for Big Brother to decide."

  The fat pig let out a sound of "oh", turned his head and looked at Sha Xuan again, it was unclear whether he was mocking or praising him: "You're quite bold, you're almost as good as I was in my younger years!"

  Qiu Erjian saw that the fat pig's tone had eased a bit, and he hastily signaled to Sha Xuan: "Youngster, this is our Qinglong Gang Fuhu Dang's boss, quickly call him Big Brother!"

  They were not under Yanluo Wang's command. Sha Xuan looked at them with disdain and snorted, "There has always been only one boss, who does he think he is!"

  "Get him out of here and chop him up! The fat pig couldn't hold back his temper anymore. This kid was too arrogant, damn it, wasn't he intentionally looking down on the Qing Long Gang?"

  Two tall men in black rushed in at the door and reached out to grab Sha Xuan. Sha Xuan didn't even look at them, raised his foot and kicked, and heard two crisp sounds of "crack, crack". It's estimated that with these two kicks, he broke several bones of those two people. Suddenly, two figures flew out like flying, and two miserable cries came from outside the door. The two strong men who had just entered were actually kicked out by Sha Xuan in a light and casual manner!

  Fatty Zhu and Qiu Er stared blankly for a moment. This kid looked refined and handsome, but unexpectedly his kick was so ruthless, the force was so great that even if the high monks of Shaolin Temple came, they wouldn't have this kind of strength!

  Sha Xuan crossed his arms over his chest and asked coldly, "Who is the real boss?"

  Fatty Pig swiftly drew out a black lacquered pistol and pointed it at Sha Xuan, saying viciously: "You think you're impressive just because you know a few moves?"

  Sha Xuan stared at the gun in Fei Zhu's hand and thought to himself: What kind of weapon is this?

  Qiu Er also followed and took out a pistol, pointing it at Sha Xuan.

  The fat pig laughed viciously and said: "Little boy, you must remember that being too arrogant is not good. I'll send you to see King Yama right now!" As he spoke, he pulled the trigger...

  Time waits for no one, and before they knew it, Sha Xuan's mouth was curved into a cold smile. With a swift movement, his figure flashed by, like a ghostly apparition, and he swiftly appeared beside the two of them!

  Sha Xuan had just snatched the gun from Zhao Kang's hand, merely wanting to give these people a scare. So, he fiddled with the submachine gun for a moment before tossing it back to Zhao Kang. Then, with a stern face and an air of authority, he bellowed: "Do you know what I'm telling you to do?"

  "Rob the bank!" The twenty men in black shouted in unison.

  Sha Xuan sighed and shouted loudly: "Zhao Kang, can you pass on messages? I told you to rob the gold from the bank, not to rob the bank." In Sha Xuan's mind, if he led people to rob the Denglun Sect, it meant being the leader, while robbing the gold from the Denglun Sect was taking money and goods from their own sect, which had a fundamental difference.

  Twenty big men in black clothes were suddenly confused by Sha Xuan, but no one dared to ask questions. Zhao Kang was even more innocent, everything was wrong, following this madman to rob a bank today, his life would probably be lost, no way, dying like this is not worth it, my little peach has not played enough yet. For the sake of his own happy life, Zhao Kang plucked up the courage to take a step forward, carefully and cautiously asked: "Boss, banks are not easy to rob these days, do you have any good ideas?"

  Sha Xuan was determined about things and usually wouldn't change his mind. However, he also wouldn't fight a battle without confidence, for example, he had never planned to take down that monstrous master, not because he hadn't thought about it, but simply because he couldn't beat him! Sha Xuan stared at Zhao Kang and asked: "How many people does the bank have, and how's their kung fu?"

  Zhao Kang replied, "The military police they're guarding aren't many, but in the city there's a Flying Tiger team, from what I know, over a hundred people, each with excellent marksmanship, hitting whatever they aim at, never missing!"

  "Guns? They have those things in their hands too?" Sha Xuan asked loudly: "Then tell me, what kind of power does this ordinary weapon have?"

  Everyone was stunned at once, this guy didn't even know the power of a submachine gun and rashly went to rob a bank, isn't that purely seeking death?

  Zhao Kang patted the submachine gun in his hand and said: "Boss, we're now using AK87, the latest product from the US. One magazine holds 100 rounds of ammunition, can fire 20 rounds in one second, with a range of up to 2,000 meters..."

  Sha Xuan impatiently interrupted: "I don't understand what you're saying, I only know that inferior weapons are useless. How about this, use this thing to hit me and let's see what kind of power it has!"

  Everyone was shocked again, this guy actually told Zhao Kangyong to shoot him with a submachine gun, is he crazy?

  Zhao Kang gritted his teeth and thought to himself: He's testing my loyalty, I won't fall for it. So he quickly said: "Boss, you're really good at joking, how dare I lay a hand on you!"

  "Zhao Kang! I told you to fight, so fight. Stand over there and stop bothering me, or I'll chop you into eight pieces and ruin my chance to grab the treasure!"

  Zhao Kang gritted his teeth, damn it, the little thief kept calling him "old man", how arrogant! He hesitated and retreated a few steps, slowly raising his submachine gun to aim at Sha Xuan. The two were now less than ten meters apart, and he began to get furious in his heart. Screw you, I'd rather take this opportunity to kill you and take back the position of big brother.

  Twenty black-clad men thought Sha Xuan was a madman and hastily retreated to one side, fearing they would suffer the same fate as Fish Pool. Qiu Er had a good understanding of Zhao Kang's marksmanship; this guy was ruthless and poisonous, and once a flock of geese flying south from his head, he shot down at least half of them with one arrow. This time, calling him to take action, did this kid still have any chance of survival?

  Sha Xuan coldly stared at the gun in Zhao Kang's hand. He glanced at the twenty black-clad men who were tense to the point of being overly nervous, thinking to himself: Could this thing be even more powerful than the Tian Lin Sect's cultivation methods?