Chapter 180 - Scary, Too Gentle (1/2)

The tattooed boss suddenly laughed. His expression was fearless in the face of death as he shouted to Yan Luo’s men with guns not far away, “Shoot, fire! Such loud gunfire will soon attract the police, no one can leave at that time!”

The two small pistols only held a total of sixteen rounds, but there were nearly forty people here while eight bullets had been shot just now.

It’s good if it becomes a stalemate, but if they fight recklessly, they wouldn’t have any plan to ensure their success ah. The opponent had almost forty people all holding machetes. No matter how powerful Yan Luo’s henchmen were, one people can only fight against five people at most.

At this time, Nan Xun shouted fiercely, “Shoot!” Then he rushed against those several rough men.

Even if those people held machetes, Nan Xun didn’t hesitate at all and completely believed in the professionalism of the two underlings.

Bang Bang Bang! Several gunshots sounded in succession, making a gap for Nan Xun to squeezed in, he stepped directly on their bloodied corpses and rushed out from their encirclement quickly.

Nan Xun’s approach angered Green Tiger gang’s people. They shouted and gave a chase, wanting to smash those three people into pieces!

They ran out of bullets, but Nan Xun escaped at the fastest speed of his life. One underling had driven the car over while the other covered Nan Xun’s retreat.

However, as the few people about to get on the car, Green Tiger’s people seemed to be frenzied all of a sudden as they threw the machetes within their hands towards them.

There was a machete rain under the clear sky, Nan Xun’s eyes widened, watching helplessly on the countless sharp blades flying towards himself, there was simply nowhere to dodge.

One underling didn’t hesitate as he covered Nan Xun’s back, pushing Nan Xun directly inside the car while he threw himself under that many blades, his back was directly pierced by the tattooed mad man, it was a fatal blow.

He had no way to get inside the car, it was just a step away from the door.

Nan Xun watched him fell down with his own eyes, his eyes were red, but he didn’t forget to tell the other henchman, “Quick, go! This revenge will be paid back in the future!”

The other thug took a deep look at his dead brother before driving away decisively.

Nan Xun stared blankly towards the front.

Little Eight said with some concern, “Your leg is injured.”

Nan Xun said coldly, “I can’t die yet.”

His right leg was trembling slightly, even if that man had covered for him, his thigh was also hit by a machete. Blood was flowing down his thigh at this moment, drenching his whole leg red in just a short time.

The two thought that they were already safe when a big van suddenly came behind them, slamming ruthlessly against their car.

Nan Xun slammed his head against something hard that he directly fainted as he heard Little Eight’s ghastly wail again…

When he woke up, Nan Xun had already returned to Yan Luo’s mansion. His head was bandaged, and his right leg was also wrapped like a dumpling.

There was a person sitting by his bed, staring at him straight.

That gloomy eyes were deep and difficult to discern when Nan Xun looked over. The man froze and the dark light inside his eyes disappeared, with a sigh of relief, his eyes softened again, “Little White, you finally woke up.”

Nan Xun sat up with Yan Luo’s support, “Brother, are Manman and that big brother okay?”

Hearing ‘Manman’ these two words, Yan Luo’s expression changed hideous in a split second. But he rubbed Nan Xun’s head with a smile, “They’re okay, all alive. Little White, are you hungry now?”

Nan Xun licked his dry lips and nodded, “I want to eat porridge.”