Within a minute, the roar of a pickup truck could be heard, followed by the sound of screeching brakes and the clanking of a few car doors shutting. The thugs from Hornet Recycling rolled up their sleeves, grabbed baseball bats, crowbars, and fruit knives, and got out of the vehicle.
"Hey! His car's over there!!" Big Beard, with his keen eyes, spotted the off-road vehicle parked in the grove and shouted out loud.
A group of people advanced, ready to teach him a painful lesson! However, just as they stepped into the grove, they were suddenly greeted by the thunderous roar of gunfire!
Tat-tat-tat!!
Allen Zhang was lying on the hood of his car, gripping a submachine gun and firing a burst at the approaching figures. Sparks flew and shell casings scattered.
"Ah!!"
"I've been hit!!"
"Help!!"
