Chapter 92 The Baldys Real Strength (2/2)

”I seem to have seen him somewhere before … He was fierce and killed many people. However, where did I see him?” The speaker was lost in thought.

”Hump, no matter how powerful he is, he can't defeat too many people.” Someone beside him interrupted, ”It's our turn. For those two delicate women, I must defeat these two men.”

”Hey, you miscalculated. There are three men. There's a pretty boy beside those two women.” Someone reminded him.

”Hey, in my eyes, that brat is just like a delicate woman. I can even pinch him to death with my toes. Cut the crap, if you want those girls, stand out and fight together!” This person's words were very arousing. With a ”Hoola” sound, many beasts with flames in their eyes formed a circle, holding their weapons.

”Bang, bang, bang.”

The baldy and Ayte knocked down the three remaining enemies together. After the battle ended, the two were so tired that their legs trembled and they almost couldn't stand properly.

They tried to catch their breath but had no chance. The second group of people rushed forward, and this time there were even more. The weapons in their hands were not stools or bottles, but shinning broadswords and iron rods.

”Fuck, these bastards! Baldy, what should we do?” Ayte roared at the baldy as he looked at the onrushing crowd.

The baldy knew that he couldn't take it anymore. No matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to fight with so many people.

However, the baldy had been indifferent to life and death for a long time. People who struggled for life couldn't be afraid of death. Furthermore, there was an expert behind him, so he didn't need to be scared.

A heroic spirit burst from his body. He gripped the iron rod that he snatched from his opponent. His eyes burned like torched as he stared at the rushing crowd.

However, Ayte was not the baldy. He did not have the courage and the heroic spirit that the baldy had. His face was filled with fear as he started to step back towards Qin Hao. Right now, the only backer he could depend on was Qin Hao. Although Ayte wanted to show off his bravery in front of beautiful women, it was not the right time.

Qin Hao knew that it was time for him to make his move. He wanted to push Su Xue who was in his embrace away and rush forward to fight.

”Bang, bang!”

Two loud sounds rang out as two huge bullets pierced through the roof of the restaurant, leaving two huge holes.

”Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to take a break. If anyone dares to move again, my bullets will open their skulls.” Following a melodious voice, a girl with long golden hair walked in with a few people following behind her.

She wore a felt hat, a small black leather jacket, and jeans, holding a gun in one hand with another hand on her waist. It was the Desert Eagle. Her outfit was very similar to a valiant western cowboy's.

She was a standard western beauty, stunning. At the same time, her beauty was strange and wild. This kind of beauty could impress one a lot even at first sight. Especially her big blue eyes, there was beauty and fierce in them. Her gaze swept across the crowd, looking at the desired people intensely.

”Oh, Angela, the angel, and the devil. Why is she here?” A middle-aged man mumbled as he looked at her firm breasts in her tight black jacket. His eyes were filled with infatuation. However, he didn't dare to be too impudent due to this woman's power. He only took a glance before retracting his gaze.

The men in the restaurant immediately quieted down, and those who were charging fiercely also retreated. They stepped back as Angela walked in, leaving a room in the middle.

When Angela walked past Qin Hao and glanced at the man and the woman who were hugging each other, she lost interest immediately. Instead, Ye Siyu attracted her. This woman was the most beautiful eastern woman she had ever seen.

Such a beautiful and delicate girl shouldn't have come to this kind of place. She believed that only a valiant beauty like her could barge in as she pleased.

”Angela, welcome to our place. However, you'd better not interfere in this matter.” A hoarse voice came. A hunchbacked, wretched old man who was supported by a few strong men walked out with a walking stick.

It was hard to imagine that this old man, who looked half-dead, would be the boss of this restaurant. Moreover, some people didn't know that this old man had something even more terrifying.

Angela knew about the old man, and her face changed when she saw him coming out.

At this moment, Qin Hao was also looking at the old man. To his surprise, this old man was a Martial Cultivator, but he pretended to be dying.

If he was right, everything that had just happened was in his control. He didn't stop them, but now he came out. What was he going to do?