The man hooked his foot and closed the door.
"What a bastard!" Jason finished scolding and ordered harshly, "Beat him to death and throw him out!"
Just as his men were about to charge forward, the man raised his wrist and spun the black silenced pistol twice in his palm.
Snapped!
The bullet came out of the barrel at an extremely fast speed and hit Jason's knee.
The shrill screams could almost bring down the roof.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they didn't dare to rush over rashly again.
Fu Ya poked Lin Wanwan's arm, "Isn't this your man?"
"no."
This guy is Mo Jiu Shang.
Mo Jiushang caught a glimpse of Jason's men pulling out pistols from the corner of his eye, and said to himself, "I haven't been back for so many years, but the people here are still so good at seeking death."
He walked to the bar, sat down on a high stool, and told the bartender, who was paralyzed with fear, in English, "Have a glass of snowflakes."
After saying that, the pistol in his hand had been broken down into a mess of parts.
“…”
Too arrogant!
Jason and the others looked ferocious and couldn't help but aim the black muzzle at Mo Jiu Shang's back.
As if he didn't notice it, Mo Jiushang took out a lot of gun parts from nowhere and was completely immersed in the world of assembling weapons.
Fu Ya tugged on Lin Wanwan's sleeves and asked with her eyes.
Lin Wanwan shook his head.
With the master here, how could there be any room for a little shrimp like her to interfere
"Little bastard, since you want to die, I will help you!"
Just as Jason's finger on the trigger was about to tighten, Mo Jiushang suddenly turned around, and there was an improved machine gun in his hand.
Apparently, he had just assembled it.
"Do you want to compare your speed with me?"
Lin Wanwan leaned on the bar like a boneless person, enjoying the show.
Master Mo is not only extremely skilled, he is also proficient in all kinds of hot and cold weapons. He is simply a humanoid killer!
Jason's whole body felt cold, and his finger on the trigger was trembling.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Bang!
Mo Jiushang threw a saber over, "You guys can commit suicide, I'm too lazy to do it." He paused, as if he remembered something, "I mean everyone here."
Hearing this, more or less fear flashed across everyone's faces.
Jason's eyes were filled with uncertainty.
It's better to fight than to die.
Just as he was about to give the order, Lin Wanwan coughed and said, "Master, there's no need to be so ruthless."
Jason's death was not a pity, but there were also some innocent people in the bar.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Mo Jiushang picked up the cocktail on the bar and slowly poured the liquid inside on the ground.
"Words spoken are like water poured out, unless they have the ability to make the water on the ground disappear."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had been rude to Lin Wanwan suddenly made an unexpected move.
He knelt down and started licking Mo Jiu Shang's poured wine like a dog.
"Mike, you're crazy!" Jason looked at him in disbelief.
Mo Jiu Shang was alone, and even if he had a powerful weapon, it wasn't like they couldn't give it a try.
Although Mike is not a big shot, he is still somewhat famous in this area, yet he would behave in such an ugly manner.
The man named Mike turned a deaf ear and concentrated on licking.
With him taking the lead, other people who were greedy for life and fearful of death also began to scramble to get down.
Finally, this floor tile was licked clean, leaving not even a single water stain.
Mo Jiushang nodded, "Okay, I admit defeat."
Lin Wanwan pouted, do you want to pretend like this