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When the three women received the submachine guns from Zhao Rong, they said in disbelief, "Brother Zhao Rong, I originally thought you'd give us things like knives and clubs to deal with the dozen or so Wild Wolf Sect disciples charging at us. I never imagined you'd actually give each of us a submachine gun…"

Lili, holding the Thompson submachine gun, looked at Zhao Rong with immense curiosity. "Brother Zhao Rong, are you sure we should be gunning them down? They're only wielding cold weapons."

Yu Lan, holding an Uzi submachine gun, said assertively, "Brother Zhao Rong, I read online that an Uzi can fire over a hundred rounds at once. If I just pull the trigger, these dozen Wild Wolf Sect disciples will surely end up in a pool of blood…"

Xuelian, holding an Ingram submachine gun, declared spiritedly, "We welcome guests with fine wine, but for wolves and leopards, we have submachine guns! If these bad guys dare to charge at us with their blades, I'll shower them with bullets from my Ingram!"

When the assistant saw that Zhao Rong had given each of the three women a powerful, modern submachine gun, he looked down at the Type 38 rifle in his own hands and said aggrievedly, "Brother Zhao Rong, since you can give the ladies such high-powered submachine guns, why did you give me a bolt-action rifle?"

Zhao Rong, holding an AK-47, replied, "You're lucky to get a gun at all. Don't you see I'm only holding a semi-automatic AK-47 myself?"

Hearing this, the assistant fell silent. He merely chambered a round in his Type 38 and aimed at the charging men, ready to fire.

The dozen or so members of the Wild Wolf Sect, armed with daggers, machetes, Wolf Fang Clubs, longswords, katanas, Guan Gong broadswords, and even watermelon and kitchen knives, rushed toward Zhao Rong's group of five. Waiting for them were Zhao Rong, the assistant, Lili, Yu Lan, and Xuelian, each holding a firearm.

Watching the Wild Wolf Sect disciples approach, Zhao Rong commanded, "Get ready, everyone! On my command, open fire and send these disciples to Western Heaven!"

When the charging disciples saw that Zhao Rong's group was meeting them not with cold weapons but with submachine guns, they were scared witless. Their faces went blank, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and some even lost control of their bladders and bowels.

Even the Deputy Master of the Wild Wolf Sect was so frightened he wet his pants, exclaiming, "Fuck! I never imagined Zhao Rong's group would cheat! Instead of fighting us with swords, they brought submachine guns! This is a massacre!"

The terrified disciples, soiling themselves, cried out, "No way! We're fighting a group with submachine guns while we have swords! We're just running to our deaths!"

Before they could finish speaking, Zhao Rong ordered Lili, Yu Lan, Xuelian, and the assistant, "Brothers and sisters, there's no time to lose! Open fire!"

At his command, they all pulled their triggers and began shooting.

As soon as they opened fire, the Deputy Master of the Wild Wolf Sect and his disciples all collapsed to the ground, crying in agony, "Mama, I've been shot! Help! Help me!"

When Zhao Rong saw the Wild Wolf Sect disciples fall one by one, he tossed aside his AK-47 and roared with laughter. "These Wild Wolf Sect disciples really are a bunch of cowards! These guns are just toys, and the bullets are all plastic. They have no killing power whatsoever, yet it was enough to scare these thugs so badly they wet their pants and dropped to the ground!"

At the same time, Lili, Yu Lan, Xuelian, and the assistant also threw down their guns in disbelief. "Brother Zhao Rong, you mean the guns you gave us were fake?"

Zhao Rong took five wooden clubs from his Magic Ring and handed them out. "Of course, the guns I gave you are fake. If I could get my hands on real guns, wouldn't I be breaking the law?"

He then handed the five sturdy clubs to Lili, Yu Lan, Xuelian, and the assistant, saying, "These criminals have been scared stiff by our toy guns and can't even get up. All we have to do now is take this opportunity to give them a good beating with these clubs. We'll teach them that being a villain has consequences. We'll show them that criminals must face the punishment of the law. We'll make them understand that it's better to be a good person—someone useful to society, someone who contributes!"

With that, Zhao Rong rushed in with his club and began to mercilessly beat the Wild Wolf Sect disciples lying on the ground. Seeing the men taking the punishment with no ability to fight back, Lili, Yu Lan, Xuelian, and the assistant all charged in as well, fiercely beating the downed men with their own clubs.

Under the severe beating from Zhao Rong's group, the Deputy Master of the Wild Wolf Sect and his dozen disciples were beaten to within an inch of their lives. Zhao Rong only stopped when the club in his hands finally broke.

He then took a bottle of champagne from the Magic Ring, sat down on a nearby stool, and began to drink. "Lili, Yu Lan, Xuelian, assistant, I think we've taught these guys enough of a lesson. You can come over, sit down, and have a glass of champagne."

Hearing this, the women tossed their clubs aside and walked over to Zhao Rong. "Brother Zhao Rong, you really think of everything. We were getting thirsty."

The assistant also discarded his club, wiping sweat from his brow. "Brother Zhao Rong, that Prophet Predictor of yours is unbelievably accurate! We didn't just give them a sound thrashing; we beat them so badly they were crying for their parents and searching for their lost teeth!"

Zhao Rong laughed, pouring a glass of ice-cold champagne for the assistant. "Any black-tech gadget from the Paradise Shopping Cart is top-notch. These fools from the Wild Wolf Sect shouldn't have doubted the Prophet Predictor's forecast."

With that, Zhao Rong took out five steaks from the Magic Ring and distributed them. "I bought these from Salt Bae's steakhouse in Turkey. Let's drink champagne, eat Salt Bae's steak, and watch these villains suffer."

And so, the five of them enjoyed their ice-cold champagne and steak, grinning from ear to ear. Meanwhile, the Deputy Master and his disciples lay on the ground with broken limbs and bloodied heads, writhing in unbearable pain.

Using all his strength, the Deputy Master of the Wild Wolf Sect lifted his head to look at Zhao Rong's group and said in horror, "Zhao Rong, I never imagined you were not only cunning and deceitful but also full of tricks!"

Zhao Rong, chewing his steak and sipping champagne, looked down at the bloodied Deputy Master and said, "Tricks? This is called subduing the enemy without fighting."

Having said that, he pulled out his phone, opened a WeChat video of Salt Bae sprinkling salt on a steak, and continued eating, thoroughly enjoying himself.

When the disciples, lying on the ground with broken arms and legs, saw that Zhao Rong's group had not only beaten them half to death but were now casually drinking champagne and eating Salt Bae's steaks, they all fainted from shock.

One disciple with a broken leg lamented, "It's true what they say: follow a wolf, you eat meat; follow a dog, you eat shit. We really backed the wrong horse."

A disciple with a broken arm nodded. "If we had followed that kid Zhao Rong from the start, we'd be the ones sitting there drinking iced champagne and eating Salt Bae's steak right now."

Another disciple with a broken arm readily agreed. "Yeah, but we chose the wrong side and followed the wrong person. That's why we're not the ones drinking champagne and eating steak. We're just lying on the ground, beaten black and blue with broken bones."

One disciple, though beaten badly, was relieved to be alive. He patted himself all over and muttered, "When I charged over, didn't I see Zhao Rong's group firing submachine guns at us? How come I don't have a single bullet hole on me?"

Hearing this, Zhao Rong burst into laughter. "You big fools! I scared you with fake guns and you all actually believed it? Don't you know I'm a law-abiding citizen? I would never do anything illegal!"

When the Wild Wolf Sect disciples heard the guns were fake, they were all stunned speechless and immediately confessed their crimes.

As Zhao Rong dialed the police, he lectured the men before him. "I'm telling you, in a great society like this, you must strive to be useful and contribute to the country. Never think about joining some evil sect or getting involved in illegal activities. As the saying goes, those who commit many injustices are doomed to self-destruction. Only by being a good person—someone helpful to others and useful to society—can you be considered a true person."

Hearing Zhao Rong's words, the disciples of the Wild Wolf Sect all sighed with deep regret for having followed the wrong leader.