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  The middle-aged man’s murky eyes gleamed and he reached out, wanting to grab Winston’s leg. However, Winston avoided his touch.

  “I’m willing, I’m willing. Please save me. I’m willing to give you however much you want!” The middle-aged man pleaded hysterically.

  Winston moved away in disgust. If this wasn’t his first dealing, he would definitely not have agreed to help him. Even if he did, this man would still be a piece of trash in society.

  This middle-aged man had turned to a loan shark because of gambling. It was quite pitiful that he was forced to pay up, but he deserved it. If he didn’t quit his gambling addiction, he’d get back up.

  However, there was one thing good about this guy. Right now, right here, he had just enough money to pay to commission them as well as to pay the principal amount.

  Under the middle-aged man’s hopeful gaze, Winston took a few steps back, looked at the tattooed man straight in the eyes, and said, “Right now, I’m planning to create trouble.”


  “Hahahaha, alright!” The tattooed man let out a loud laugh as if he had heard the joke of the century. He then suddenly pulled the trigger. “Die!”


  “Bang!” A loud gunshot rang out and Brother Leopard’s men laughed out loud, while the countenances of the men Winston brought changed drastically.

  In the instant that could be detected by human senses, Winston had not only heard the loud bang but had also heard a very slight sound coming from the thing the other party was pointing at him with. Then, there was the sound of the wind being cut through, produced from the friction between metal and air.

  Danger!

  Winston’s countenance also changed slightly. He moved rapidly and jumped agilely like a ferocious tiger onto boxes piled up two meters high.

  With them being so close together, the tattooed guy would definitely be able to kill someone in one shot considering his accuracy.

  Winston dodged the lethal blow aimed at his heart but was still unable to move as fast as the bullet. Something hit his arm and he felt a scorching pain.

  Humans’ weapons were really amazing. He had underestimated his opponents.

  Just as Winston was feeling upset over this, everyone in the room was astonished, including the men that Winston had brought here. At this instant, everyone forgot to react.

  Winston looked at the small hole on his arm and rage filled up his face. He clenched his fists tightly, and his arm muscles instantly bulged up even firmer. Blood was pushed out from the wound.

  “Ahhh!” Winston let out a yell that sounded like a wild beast.

  His enraged bellow resounded in the closed factory, causing their eardrums to buzz. Even the air seemed to tremble.

  A “ding” sound rang out and a small thing that had a metallic glow flew out from his arm. The bullet had been forcibly pushed out by his strong muscles.

  Winston stopped yelling, and the place instantly turned dead silent, except for the sound of the bullet bouncing on the ground. The sound appeared especially sharp, stimulating one’s nerves.

  “That’s impossible. How can a human be faster than a gun?” Only then did the tattooed man become honest to the terror in his heart. His limbs turned weak and he was almost unable to hold his gun steadily. He fired a few more times, his accuracy a far cry from before.

  Winston avoided the bullets with a few leaps and, in an instant, arrived behind the tattooed man. One of his hands grabbed the man’s hand while the other clenched tightly around his neck. He then smashed the guy onto a wall.

  Lanky, Fatsea, and the others stared with wide-open eyes, thinking,

  Back then, this was how the bald guy had been smashed to death.

  However, just as the tattooed guy’s head was one centimeter away from the wall, Winston suddenly paused and changed to pressing his head against the wall instead.

  “I’m here to do business today. I won’t kill.”


  As Winston spoke, his breath blew against the tattooed man’s mouth and nose. The latter swore that he smelled the scent of blood. He shuddered, and a trickle of pee came down from between his legs. The colors of his pants also turned dark.

  Winston instantly took a few steps back. Of course, he also took away the guy that could pose a threat to him.