Ye Qiu hated those parasites who clearly have hands and feet, yet resort to robbery to make a living.
"Hehe, are you after money or life?" The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Qiu and the others, smiling.
They have guns, and no matter how fast these four are, they can't outrun bullets!
Upon seeing their guns, Liu Dafei and Liu Dazhuang knew their wielded iron rods were useless.
But now, surrounded from both front and back, can they really escape?
"Brother Qiu, we'll protect you as you leave," Liu Dafei said.
"No need!"
They may have guns, but Ye Qiu didn't take them seriously. As Ye Qiu took the iron rod from Liu Dafei, those men laughed at him.
Spoken with an iron rod against them?
Impossible.
