Chapter 15 This Flathead is a Trouble-Maker
15: Chapter 15 This Flathead is a Trouble-Maker
15 -15 This Flathead is a Trouble-Maker
“Second Brother!” The white-haired old lady exclaimed and immediately rushed over.
“Come back!
Do not go…” The White-bearded Old Man hadn’t finished his sentence when he saw Ye Tian, who was kneeling on the ground, roll to the side, grab the steel knife on the floor, and spin his body 180 degrees to face the white-haired old lady.
With the strength of a thousand pounds, the steel knife flew from his hand, “Clang!” a piercing noise rang out as a corpse was brutally nailed to a marble pillar in the bank hall.
“Ah!!!!” There were cries from the more faint-hearted women at the scene; mothers hurried to cover their children’s eyes.
At this moment, the people present started to realize that what was truly terrifying was not the robbers, but this plain-looking young man with a buzz cut.
This buzz-cut was simply a demon!
“Bang!” A gunshot rang out, and the entire bank fell silent in an instant.
The “baseball cap,” who was lying on the ground and wailing, had his head blown open, his brain matter, a mix of red and white, spilling out onto the floor.
“You’re too foolish, you deserved to die,” the White-bearded Old Man said in a muffled voice.