The gunfire erupted.
The people who got out of the car were holding guns, shooting at the people outside.
Li Gang strode up to Maozi and shot him in the shoulder.
Clang—
The baseball bat fell from Maozi's hand.
"My arm, no no no, don't shoot..." Maozi cried miserably.
But Li Gang ignored his screams, stepped forward to kick the baseball bat away from underneath Maozi, and struck his head hard with the gunstock.
Blood gushed from Maozi's head.
"Hands on your head, squat down," Li Gang shouted.
Meanwhile.
The person opposite Yang Tianlong was kicked two meters away by Yang Tianlong, who then shot the person in the head.
Bang bang bang—
It wasn't just him; people like Ju Tianrui also fired at the same time.
Almost instantly, those who had been yelling at Li Yu and his group were shot in the head or subdued.
The situation turned instantly.
Like a burst dam, swiftly overwhelming everything.
In the blink of an eye, Maozi and his group were either dead or wounded.
