Chapter 381: Playing Cards vs. Shotgun

That gunshot snapped everyone present back to reality — this wasn't a comedy, this was a real arrest.

Zhang Tianxiong and the others shielded Chen Fan.

Chen Fan followed the sound and saw a man step out holding a gun, pointing it at the group.

His gaze was steady.

A hearing aid hung on his ear.

Chen Fan instantly raised his hand, and before the man could react, the playing card sliced straight through the gun barrel.

The man stared at the barrel, stunned, then made to bolt.

Zhang Tianxiong lunged in and threw a punch.

The man didn't hesitate either, taking the fist head-on, then shoving back hard.

Zhang Tianxiong was startled too — what tremendous strength.

The three of them piled on at once.

Li Tian rushed in as well — four of them now.

Still not enough?

How could it be? The guy was just strong; they weren't superheroes.

All four swarmed him and pinned him to the ground. Chen Fan leaned in and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, so you're deaf, huh? Interesting."

The man stared at Chen Fan without a word.

Chen Fan walked over to the dead man, unbound the man's knees, looked at the wounds there, and said, "I still underestimated you. You bastard actually went this ruthless — you've been torturing this guy the whole time."

Torturing?

The wound area had already festered — meaning even though this boss's leg had been crushed, for all these years it had stayed like this.

The man didn't struggle much, just smiled as he watched Chen Fan.

Chen Fan stepped aside to make room.

The man slammed his head straight into Li Tian's nose. Li Tian was dumbfounded, clutching his own nose.

"Damn you, fuck, you bastard, are you sick in the head?"

Chen Fan said, "If I go over now, all I'll find is bones."