I walked along the alley for hundreds of meters, and I didn't come across a single marked place. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After turning a corner, passing a huge garbage heap and startling a few wild cats, a man's voice finally came from the front of the dark alley.

"Your life is over here, 'Musket'!"

The voice is rough and tyrannical, and at the same time it reveals a sense of pride.

It seems that there is more than one person ahead.

Walking around the corner, two figures appeared in front of Yan Changsheng's eyes.

With his back to him is a tough guy with a Mohican haircut, but the muscles in his neck are very developed, a leather jacket with biker pants, and if there is another Harley, he will be a biker party, as if he is watching an American movie, and he will feel very happy.

It's just that the Colt "Python" large revolver in his hand can't make people laugh.

Obviously, the narrow alley has been blocked by the figure of the other party.

Leaning against the wall next to him casually, Yan Changsheng leisurely looked at the excitement, and looked at the threatened guy opposite with the thug with his back to him.

At the end of the other end of the alley, facing his direction, was a middle-aged uncle in his thirties, with extremely stylish red hair and an angular face that was handsome, but his scruffy chin and a cigarette in his mouth ruined the cool beauty, and the oily chef's apron, the pan in his hand, the high-rolled trouser legs, and especially the pair of clogs and slippers all made his image much lower, all down to the dirt, and then the feeling of being stepped on twice.

"Oh? I don't like fried rice, and I don't need to use a gun, right? The red-haired uncle on the other side scratched his chin, "Or may I change you to a steak?" However, you need to add another 50 [Soul] to ......"

"Bastard! It's not about eating! Mohican was furious, "You nobody, someone paid a lot of money to have my 'Mad Dog' Johnny break one of your legs, or...... Hand over your house ......"

"Is it the stinky snake in the front yard again?" The red-haired uncle pressed the cigarette butt in his mouth to the bottom of the pot, "That guy's monkey show is always endless, and he said that my house will not be sold......"

"Less nonsense!" "Mad Dog" Johnny twisted his neck, looking extremely fierce, at least putting on a feeling of "I have the final say", "Lao Tzu is the Olympic shooting runner-up, you should be honored to be a clown like you." ”

He grinned, "I also brought twenty brothers with me, and each one of them was armed to the teeth." Today, you're dead. ”

As if to match his intimidation, twenty heavily armed thugs emerged from the shadows on the rooftops of the alley, their swarthy muzzles aimed at the red-haired uncle below.

Wow!

Yan Changsheng looked over with some envy, almost every soul walker there had a beautiful firearm, ranging from pistols and revolvers to submachine guns and assault rifles, and there were even people holding ancient flintlock pistols and arquebuses, long guns and short cannons were simply the history of the development of firearms.

The alleys are silent.

In this tense atmosphere, out of uneasiness, Johnny "Mad Dog" moved again, and he could feel the cold sweat on his forehead, and he secretly hoped that his men on the roof would not notice.

The guy nicknamed "Musket" in front of him, although he is unknown on the road, the cautious attitude of the "Black Mamba" boss still makes him feel a little drummed in his heart.

Although this is a test for their brother to join the "Viper Gang", why does the guy on the other side who looks indifferent give him a strong pressure?

"That...... What is the strength of the Ni ......" "Musket" yawned loudly, "I don't have much time, can you hurry?" ”

"You bastard!" "Mad Dog" Johnny glared angrily at "Musket" and screamed angrily, "Let you see what will happen to you, go to death!" ”

"Mad Dog" Johnny pulled the trigger, Colt "python" "bang" a gunshot, and at the same moment, more than 20 gangsters also immediately opened fire.

Click......

Hundreds of bullets were fired in a volley towards the "musket", and the dust and mist raised instantly engulfed the entire alley.

The gunfire stopped after a few seconds.

Johnny "Mad Dog" looks overwhelmed with joy, and his men lay down their guns with empty bullets.

Including Yan Changsheng, everyone stared at the flying dust mist.

In the real world, it is impossible for anyone to survive such a shot......

But this is Void City, a world between the real and the unreal.

The dust and mist dispersed, and the figure of the "musket" slowly appeared, he dusted off his shirt, and said indifferently: "Hey, didn't I say, let you hurry up?" ”

"This ...... How can it be? Johnny's eyes widened, and all of his men looked demented.

Really.

Yan Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of concern.

Although the alley was pitch black, in front of Yan Changsheng's [Dark Vision], it was as bright as day, even if it was covered by flying dust, he saw a faint light in the dust just now.

The faint red light like a talisman disappeared completely in just a few seconds, and the guy called "Musket" on the opposite side was unharmed.

"What a bunch of idiots." The red-haired uncle sighed, "I don't know how much I cleaned up in a day like you, that bastard of the Black Mamba, he just used you as a gunman and sent a bunch of garbage to make me uneasy." ”

"You...... You...... What did you say? "Mad Dog" Johnny has a bit of a bad brain.

With a big yawn again, the red-haired uncle brushed his hair down and said with a smile: "There's no time to talk nonsense, if you don't come, it's time for me to do it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the red-haired uncle stretched the pan in his hand forward, and the rattling pot was full of bullets fired before, and the number was half a pot.

"Pick up—"

The red-haired uncle shook the flat pan in his hand, and it was a whoop.

A pot full of bullets flew into the air!

"Violent Fried Rice!"

Peng-

The frying pan swung, with Yan Changsheng's agility of up to 8 points, and his super reflex nerves, he only saw the other party swing three times, but the real situation was definitely more than that, because the hundreds of bullets were swept away by him at once, and each bullet was aimed at their respective targets-the targets that filled the walls around the alley.

Yes......

Dense screams rang out at the same time,

"My eyes, my eyes ......"

"Ah, I can't see it!"

"It hurts, I'm blind, I'm blind......"

……

"Mad Dog" Johnny is completely scared silly-

What is the role of this "musket"? How can it be so powerful?

Cave Tong, "Mad Dog" Johnny sat on the ground with a butt.

Twenty men and forty eyes were enough to bankrupt him......

With a flash of fire, "Musket" lit another cigarette for himself and said to the stupid Johnny, "I gave this pot of fried rice for free...... Remember to settle your share before you go. With that, he picked up the pan and turned to leave.

In front of him, at the end of the alley was a small sign, "Bar 188-2".

This guy can't even take a decent name?

Yan Changsheng felt a little funny.

"Hey—"

Stepping past Johnny, the "mad dog" who was scared to pee his pants, Yan Changsheng said hello.

"Oh? Is there something wrong? The red-haired uncle turned his head and scratched his chin blankly, as if this was his habitual movement.

Glancing at "Bar No. 188-2", Yan Changsheng shook the note in his hand, "Excuse me, No. 188-3 'Old Rice Head Groceries', where is it?" ”

"Oh, look for that old man...... Ah, there it is! The red-haired uncle looked up and pointed to the half-broken fire staircase next to him, and looked up from his finger, on top of the crumbling fire staircase, there was a broken door five stories high, and on the wall next to it, a huge font read "Old Mitou Groceries".

The huge word "goods" was circled with red paint, and a cross was crossed, and the word "species" was written in a very modern style next to it, so "old rice head groceries" became "old rice head mongrel".

Not only that, but the dilapidated gate was also splashed with paint, insults, and stickers up and down......

"Pay back", "kill", "miscellaneous", "Miss Bao", ......

All sorts of modern messages filled it, even obscuring the original huge name of the store.

Yan Changsheng immediately became stupid, not knowing whether he should go over or not.