Chapter 264 - 165 Suburban Fire_3
Swerving the steering wheel, the car plunged into the undergrowth with a clang, forcibly stopping—its bumper dented.
"Don’t spare the bullets, keep firing!!" Allen Zhang emptied a magazine and, swapping in a new one, pulled the trigger, riddling the two Toyota Highlanders with relentless gunfire.
After bombarding the vehicles for well over a minute, the cars were wrecked, and the shrubs and trees had been shot to pieces.
Sieg held the General Sect Leader’s hand to stop him from firing. There was no need to keep shooting—the car was about to explode! That kid had taken so many bullets, he must be stone-cold by now.
Only then did Allen Zhang cease fire and, cursing under his breath, stood up and ordered someone to check.
"Boss, the guy’s dead," the Beggar Gang Disciples reported after a check, reassuringly.
"Let’s just deal with it here. Damn, what an accident—navigating the roads at night and getting hit by bullets."
Waving his hand dismissively, Allen Zhang wasn’t keen on seeing the gruesome scene. On the outskirts of town at night, it’s nothing unusual for a body to be a few extra pounds heavier with bullets.