"Laugh? To hell with that! Men, get him!"
Chen Jianhua was also taken aback by Lin Kuang's glare, but he quickly composed himself. After all, he was the boss here, and his men were all armed. What was there to fear?
Upon hearing Chen Jianhua's command, his five subordinates simultaneously drew their pistols, their muzzles aimed squarely at Lin Kuang.
Seeing this, the Witch turned pale with fright. She was usually quite unruly, but this was the first time she had witnessed such a scene. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared.
She was terrified, but Lin Kuang wasn't scared in the slightest. In fact, he was faster than any of them.
The very moment they drew their guns, a pistol had already appeared in Lin Kuang's right hand as if from nowhere.
The next moment, gunshots shattered the air.
"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"
Five successive shots rang out. Chen Jianhua's five men were all shot in the wrist, and their five pistols clattered to the ground in unison.
