Chapter 110 Aftermath
The Qing Gang thugs who were stunned by Yan Xu's firepower suddenly had more courage after seeing that the other party had no guns. They originally wanted to run away, and finally chose to rush up and kill the other party, because they remembered that they also had guns.

This was obviously a wrong choice. Yan Xu threw away the gun because killing was not satisfying.

After seeing the blood, Yan Xu completely forgot that the original purpose of purchasing the gun was to restrain his growing murderous instinct and not fall deeper and deeper into it.

Unfortunately, this is as difficult as asking a teenager with a study folder to quit doing handicrafts.

Bang bang bang!
The Green Gang's thugs started firing, all with revolvers, because this type of gun is easy to use, has a simple structure, and is easy to maintain. It is sufficient for street fights, not wars. Even if they encounter an expert, a burst of bullets will kill them, so their confidence swelled unprecedentedly.

Seeing the muzzle of the gun spewing flames in front of him, Yan Xu's heart tightened suddenly and almost stopped beating, but what he felt was not extreme fear, but a forbidden excitement that penetrated deep into his bones, an unprecedented pleasure of gambling with his life, which made him tremble under the fierce bullets, as if he was enduring something, experiencing the strong impact of the bullets more and more deeply, feeling the soul-shaking feeling.

Few people have experienced the feeling of being shot, but Yan Xu experienced it today.

Because the torso is covered with thick armor plates, being hit by a gun feels like being punched after being cushioned by a thick book. Although the impact force is weakened, it feels more real.

Except for the thighs, the rest of the limbs are covered with scales, so the bullet's penetrating power is more obvious, and Yan Xu can feel a stronger stinging and numbness.

But this was the only stimulation that the rain of bullets brought to him. The armor that Master Jiang and his team had spent a lot of effort on had withstood the test of bullets from a hundred years ago. Although it had slight dents and deformations, it had never been penetrated.

However, Yan Xu didn't care about these things now, because although the feeling of being hit was strong, it was still a little short of it. He felt like he was stuck in the process of sprinting, or like a floodgate was blocked. He urgently wanted to break all constraints and release himself, so he drew out his Mo Dao in the terrified eyes of the Qing Gang thugs who were questioning their lives, and started to fight. The scene a few days ago was played out again.

How to deal with a monster that is invulnerable to swords and guns and has infinite power? The answer is to run faster than your companions.

The wielding Mo Dao flashed cold rays, and there was not much obstruction in the whole process. The Qing Gang thugs, who thought they were strong, had their bodies separated silkily under the blades forged with modern materials and technology, like smooth jelly. Only the gushing viscera and blood left the happy perpetrators with the mark of massacre, just like they had done before, hacking people to death in the street, and then leaving behind a pretentious laugh, and finally collecting the reward money to drink, eat meat and find women. Today was just a change, and it was actually very fair.

Because too many people died too quickly, the flowing blood did not have time to seep into the ground, and Yan Xu's boots were inevitably covered in blood. Fortunately, it did not seep into the ground, otherwise the sticky blood would be difficult to clean.

Yan Xu let out a sigh of relief, holding the Mo Dao that was beginning to become slippery, and walked out of the alley that was almost covered in blood and flesh.

The bearded bodyguard took a deep breath and questioned his profession for the first time. Such a monster really needed his protection.

"I'll go back first. Remember to clean up the mess." Yan Xu's tone carried a hint of laziness after the incident, but he did not forget to pay, because he knew that as long as he paid enough money, the other party would be willing to do anything.

Two more gold coins were in hand, and all fears and concerns were thrown out of their minds.

The purchasing power of gold was still very strong during this period, and the gold coins given by Yan Xu were of sufficient weight, one 100 grams, which was enough for them to do things that did not violate their bottom line.

As for their bottom line, it depends on how much gold is given. As we all know, gold is very heavy, so it is normal for the bottom line to be lowered. "Money is really a good thing." Yan Xu said with some emotion. The driver, who was almost scared to death, happily sent him back to the hotel after receiving the silver dollar still stained with blood, and said he would be there whenever he was called.

"Send more hot water, and have someone clean this armor. Also, John and the others are in some trouble, and will be back later." Yan Xu, whose footprints were bloody everywhere he walked, casually put a gold coin into the pocket of the grim-faced lobby manager. The manager's expression instantly became bright and gentlemanly, as if a renewal switch had been touched.

"The British Hotel will help guests solve all problems. Please believe that we are professionals in this regard." The lobby manager said confidently.

"Very good. I hate trouble, especially small trouble that turns into big trouble, so I look forward to your professionalism, and I am willing to pay the fee." Yan Xu stopped and his murderous look froze the lobby manager's expression, but remembering that this person was quite generous, he immediately nodded and turned around to deal with the customer's trouble.

Yan Xu knew that the status of foreigners during this period was very high and they acted unscrupulously, but he didn't expect it to be so high. With just a small note, John and the other man came back, and the incident was characterized as a gang fight and death in an internal fight, which had nothing to do with the two foreigners.

Although everyone knows that this is a lie with blatant eyes, who dares to refute the words of the foreign master? Besides, those who died were all gang members. What does it have to do with them? Just clean up the place, appease the foreign master, and everything will be fine from then on.

The official authorities settled the matter, but the Qing Gang fell into grief and anger.

This time was different from the last time. Wu Sanye's gang were just outsourced personnel affiliated with the Qing Gang, and their death was just a matter of face. But this time, all those who died were brave and hard-working gang players. They were the gang's confidence. So many deaths in one breath, although not a serious blow, sent a bad signal to the outside world.

The question now is whether to continue.

The other party lived in a big hotel in the concession. Not to mention going in to kill someone, they had to endure contempt and discrimination even if they spent money.

As for waiting for the enemy to come out and kill them, they had already tried it once, and more than twenty good men died, and those who were still alive were scared crazy.

To be honest, they had seen powerful people before, but this was the first time they had seen someone so powerful and murderous.

They brought the bodies back and wanted to give their men some respect, but seeing the pile of fragments, they could only bury them hastily.

It was also from this that they realized what kind of ruthless person they had offended, so whether or not to continue became their biggest headache.

"Spread the news that the foreigners have taken action." The leader of the Green Gang heaved a sigh of relief after receiving the official insider news.

Losing to others is a matter of shame, but losing to foreigners is a matter of course, and this is a consensus. Therefore, the intervention of foreigners gave the Green Gang an excuse to get away.

But the Qing Gang is not willing to give up, but this time they will not act so recklessly.

(End of this chapter)