Chapter 51: Called Ghost Head, Seeking Recommendations and Bookmarks

  "Shang Rong said faintly: Can you tell me your name? "My name is Rong Yao, you can call me Gui Shou." As soon as I finished speaking, Shang Rong gave me a strange smile. Seeing his smile, I felt danger. Quickly, I spread my Qi throughout my body.

  Only to see Shang Rong suddenly pull out a large-caliber Desert Eagle from his waist. The people behind me all shuddered, their pupils shrinking in unison. "Damn it," the mad dog cursed, "he actually still has a gun. If you're hit by this kind of gun, even if it's not fatal, it can still take your life."

  "Xiang Rong pointed the gun at my head, his face expressionless. He said calmly: 'Ghost Head, I didn't think you were so capable of fighting, one person, one knife, killing so many of my brothers. But don't forget, in this world there is still a thing called a gun, you are fierce, your knife is fast, can you be faster than the gun?'"

  "I looked at Shang Rong: I'll tell you too, guns may work on ordinary people. But there is a kind of person, for whom guns are not a threat at all."

  "Ah"? Is that so? So you're one of those people? I didn't believe there were still people who couldn't be killed by a gun. As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Rong's eyes flashed with a fierce glint. With a loud bang, the gun fired, and I clearly saw the trajectory of the bullet flying towards my head. I raised my long knife to block it in front of me, and with a "clang" sound, the bullet hit the knife, causing it to break in two. The bullet fell to the ground with a "ting" sound, and half of the knife flew into the air. I jumped up from where I was standing and kicked towards the broken knife. In an instant, the broken knife flew towards Shang Rong like lightning and stabbed into his chest. Shang Rong looked down at the broken knife stuck in his chest with a face full of incredulity. He raised his hand to point at me, wanting to say something, but couldn't get the words out. With a "pu" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes slowly dimmed. With a thud, he fell to the ground.

  I turned around and looked at Fat Crab: I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it. This can't be blamed on me.

  Fat Crab knew he wouldn't be able to leave alive today. Originally, when he saw Shang Rong with a gun, he thought I was definitely going to die. Unexpectedly, I was able to block the bullets. He turned around and shouted at his subordinates: Let's go up together and kill him! However, none of his brothers moved. They knew that going forward would be suicidal, and standing there might still give them a chance to live. Fat Crab saw no one moving and furiously shouted: Damn it, you bunch of turtles, wasn't I good to you before? Usually saying how great I am and how righteous I am, but now look at you, you're not even willing to save me! His brothers heard his words and looked down in shame, but still, no one moved.

  "He recalled the words Crazy Dog told him that day. Old Fatty, don't question what this person says. He's really terrifying, not someone you or I can contend with. You also know I'm a person who never submits to anyone, but when facing him, I feel a sense of fear and don't have the courage to resist. Following him will only bring benefits, otherwise no one can save you."

  Fat Crab thought of this and couldn't help but regret, but what medicine can be taken to regret in the world. He knew he would die today, and he was no longer afraid. Facing me, he said: I know I won't be able to leave alive today, can you spare my family, don't harm them?

  "I didn't say a word, I just looked at him coldly. Fat Crab didn't hear my response and couldn't help but smile wryly."