Chapter 43: Guns Are Useless
"Su Peng, considering our past friendship, I spared you yesterday, but I never expected you to dare mess with Xiaoqiang. Do you think I will spare you now?"
Song Xiaodong approached Sun Yidao and Su Peng, fixing his stare on Su Peng.
Su Peng’s mouth twitched, his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees with a thump, wearing a mournful expression he said, "Brother Dong, I’m not human, I’m not human, I promise I won’t show my face in front of you again. Considering I always followed you in the past, please spare me."
Song Xiaodong coldly looked at Su Peng and said, "Do you think I can still trust you?"
Su Peng said desperately, "I really won’t do it again, truly I won’t, Brother Dong. You are so formidable; if I provoke you again, wouldn’t I just be seeking death?"
At that moment, Li Gang helped Wang Xiaoqiang over and angrily said, "Dongzi, don’t believe him. That bastard is inhuman."
Su Peng quickly slapped himself several times, and just like last time, with a mixture of snot and tears, said, "Brother Gang, Brother Gang, I was wrong. I really dare not anymore."
"Be careful, he has a gun!" Suddenly, a woman’s voice shouted from a pile of miscellaneous things in the workshop.
Following that shout, Sun Yidao’s right hand, which had been behind his back, swung forward fiercely, and a dark gun appeared in his hand, pointed at Song Xiaodong. He snorted coldly and said, "Kid, see what this is?"
Li Gang and Wang Xiaoqiang were instantly dumbstruck, having not expected the opponent to have a gun. Even if Song Xiaodong was highly skilled, facing a gun, he likely had no way out.
Su Peng immediately jumped up, his expression changing as he snorted and said, "I fuck your ancestors, keep acting tough now, keep acting badass. Is a gun not more badass? Song Xiaodong, dare to hit me again and see."
"Smack!" Immediately the sound of a slap rang out.