"Are you Ye Zixiao?"
Ma Long walked forward with a sullen face and asked. The entire courtyard buzzed as he spoke, but it wasn't too noisy, as everyone wanted to see what this "suited thug" was up to.
"Ah, it's your dad!"
Ye Zixiao smiled and looked at Ma Long.
"I heard you're a good fighter?"
"I heard that too!"
"You little brat, since you're so capable, what's with the gun? Don't you know that killing with a knife and killing with a gun have entirely different consequences?"
"What consequences?"
Ye Zixiao took two steps forward.
"Damn it, you're a bumpkin even in a suit. Damn it, I wanted to fight you, but you brought a gun. Do you dare to fire it? Try firing it!"
Bang—
Suddenly, the gun went off!
Under the gaze of countless people, Ye Zixiao raised his gun with one hand and fired a burst, the bullet accurately hitting Ma Long at close range, blowing his head apart.
Blood splattered everywhere!
Ma Long's eyes widened in terror.
Thump!
Ma Long fell backward stiffly.
"Damn, too much nonsense!"
Ye Zixiao slung the gun over his shoulder again.
He walked forward and kicked the twitching Ma Long twice, saying disdainfully, "I tried firing it like you said. What of it? Can you get up and bite me?"
"Holy—crap!"
"What the hell is going on?"
"Has this kid gone mad?"
"The Lin family brought out a gun..."
The courtyard, silent for a long time, finally erupted into discussion. No one had expected this. The legendary fighter Ye Zixiao had actually shot and killed Ma Long?
Guns were strictly prohibited in Beihai City.
Even in large-scale family conflicts like this, guns rarely appeared. This was a rule that had been established over many years, and no one dared to break it unless absolutely necessary.
But from this day forward.
Ye Zixiao had completely shattered that rule.
"You, have you gone mad?"
Lin Qingzhu shouted, stunned.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Zixiao turned his head with a smile.
"Why did you fire the gun?"
"Wife, look at this suit I'm wearing. It looks expensive. How can I fight like this? Besides, are your family members stupid? If they have guns, why wouldn't they use them?"
"I, you, oh dear!"
Lin Qingzhu was so anxious she stomped her feet.
"Kill him."
"Charge up and disarm him."
Seeing Ma Long shot dead, his formidable subordinates finally reacted. Over a dozen men raised their knives and charged at Ye Zixiao.
Brrrrt—
Ye Zixiao fired continuously.
He emptied a magazine, taking down five or six of them. The remaining few turned and fled, their previous aggression instantly extinguished by the gunfire.
"Come on, who else?"
Ye Zixiao shouted wildly.
In full view of everyone, he changed the magazine, slung the gun over his shoulder, and walked towards the Niu and Ma families' ranks. He suddenly raised the muzzle, his arm trembling.
"Brrrrt—"
These were not real gunshots.
These were sounds made by Ye Zixiao's mouth.
"Oh my god!"
"Mama mia!"
"Run..."
The thousand-plus people on the other side exploded.
While these people were fierce with their knives, few of them were fearless. Once they were sure Ye Zixiao would absolutely dare to shoot, they saw him raise his gun and all scattered and ran.
The crowd pushed and shoved in chaos.
As messy as it could be!
"Is this all there is? Pathetic!"
After scaring away the opposing side, Ye Zixiao slung the gun over his shoulder again, turned back to Lin Qingzhu, and said with a smile, "How was that? Isn't your man awesome?"
"Heh, awesome!"
Lin Qingzhu murmured, her lips twitching.
"Lin family brothers, go get your guns. The Lin family has plenty in their warehouse. With guns in hand, follow me, and I'll lead you to gun down all those Niu and Ma trash."
Ye Zixiao was like a bandit leader now.
His call shocked the entire scene!
"My goodness, he's a lunatic!"
"It's over, this has blown up completely!"
"What should we do?"
"Heh, the Lin family is finished!"
The people in the courtyard muttered and retreated.
No one heeded Ye Zixiao's call, and certainly, no one would go to get guns. It was normal for large families to have guns, but no fool would accompany Ye Zixiao in his madness.
"Come, make way for me."
Ye Zixiao didn't care about their reactions.
He slung his gun and walked towards the villa's entrance. Those blocking his path automatically moved aside. He walked all the way to the steps and finally stopped in front of Bao Wu, the top horse of the Black Tiger Hall.
"You, what do you mean?"
Bao Wu instinctively took two steps back.
"Buddy, I heard the Lin family gave you five million to hire you for this fight, but why does it feel like you took the money and didn't do the job, and are still harming the Lin family?"
Ye Zixiao spoke very clearly.
This was something every member of the Lin family wanted to say.
"Ye Zixiao, I..."
Bang!
Bao Wu instinctively wanted to argue, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the gun went off. Since Bao Wu was prepared, he dodged quickly, but he wasn't faster than the bullet.
The bullet didn't hit his head.
Instead, it struck Bao Wu's left ear.
"Damn it..."
Brrrrt—
Bao Wu, with a ferocious expression, wanted to attack, knowing he couldn't outrun bullets. But Ye Zixiao gave him no chance and riddled him with bullets!
The gunfire stopped.
Smoke filled the air!
Hundreds of people in the courtyard, including all the Lin family members inside the villa, were stunned at this moment. No one had expected Ye Zixiao to gun down Bao Wu directly.
The Niu and Ma families were, after all, businessmen.
But the Black Tiger Hall was an assassin organization!
Even though the Lin family knew they had been cheated out of money, they would at most dare to scold a few times, but would never dare to kill Bao Wu, the top horse, because Bao Wu was a favored subordinate of Master Bao!
"Damn your mother, all that Niu and Ma trash deserve to die. You dog-like bastards are even more hateful. Five million, just like that, gone! Damn it, why don't you just rob them!"
Ye Zixiao seemed furious.
He spewed profanities at Bao Wu's corpse!
"Fifth Master!"
"Damn it, this kid is truly insane."
"What do we do now?"
"Kill him!"
The five hundred members of the Black Tiger Hall exploded.
Of course, they were afraid of guns, but they were professional fighters. Seeing that Ye Zixiao was alone with one gun, in their desperation, they decided to swarm him.
Suddenly, urgent police sirens sounded.
Outside the villa, the Niu and Ma families' crowds parted. A line of police cars escorted a stretched luxury car. Deputy Commissioner Zhao Hong, who had been watching, arrived at a most opportune moment.
"Control the scene, apprehend the criminal."
Zhao Hong jumped out of the car and issued the order.
Over twenty police officers, holding guns and riot shields, shouted and charged into the Lin family courtyard. Some drove the crowd back, while others rushed towards Ye Zixiao.
"Put down your gun."
"Raise your hands."
"Kneel, I said kneel."
The police officers with riot shields yelled as they advanced.
"What the hell? Tell me to kneel?"
Ye Zixiao's expression was defiant. He switched from holding the gun with one hand to both hands, aiming the automatic rifle's muzzle at the advancing police officers and pulling the trigger, firing a burst of bullets.
Under the barrage of gunfire.
The riot shields sparked!
The police officers were stunned.
Instinctively, they retreated!
"Kneel your mother's ass!"
Ye Zixiao actually pulled another magazine from his pocket, replaced it, and continued firing. He had completely transformed into a suited thug, lawlessly and madly shooting.
Beep beep beep, beep beep beep...
Urgent car horns blared from outside the gate.
A minivan rammed into the police cars.
"All teams, fall back first."
Deputy Commissioner Zhao Hong shouted into his walkie-talkie.
His face was extremely grim, yet he forced a smile. He meticulously straightened his clothes and then trotted towards the luxury car that had stopped.
The rear window of the minivan rolled down.
A woman in Hanfu, beautiful as a painting.