Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 43 - 43 43 Guns Are Useless

43: Chapter 43: Guns Are Useless 43: 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.

Su Peng was sent flying by the slap, landing three meters away, his teeth flying out of his mouth along with blood.

“You…” Sun Yidao could hardly believe his eyes.

His gun was pointed at Song Xiaodong, yet he still dared to hit someone.

He angrily said, “Believe it or not, I could shoot you with one bullet?”

Song Xiaodong glared at Sun Yidao and disdainfully said, “This gun is just a modified replica gun.

While it has some power, thinking it could kill me with one shot is utterly impossible.

Besides, your hand holding the gun is trembling, which clearly shows you haven’t played with guns long.

Even if I gave you a real gun, it would still be useless.”

“I fuck your mother!” Enraged by Song Xiaodong’s scornful words, Sun Yidao was furious, his finger pressing hard, about to pull the trigger.

But just then, he suddenly felt as if his right hand had been pricked by a needle, leaving him completely powerless.

He couldn’t even pull the trigger, let alone hold the gun steady, which nearly dropped to the ground.

He had to quickly support his right hand with the other to prevent the gun from falling.

Song Xiaodong sneered and said, “What now?

Weren’t you going to shoot?”

“I…” Sun Yidao tried to switch the gun to his left hand but eventually gave up, gritting his teeth, he said, “Alright, I admit defeat!”

Song Xiaodon’s eyes widened as he barked, “You think just admitting defeat is the end of it?”

“I…

Then what do you want me to do?” Sun Yidao’s mouth twitched, but he could only ask in a lowered voice, realizing he had completely lost any ability to turn the tables.

“Use your gun to break Su Peng’s legs for me!” Song Xiaodong coldly stated.

Sun Yidao hesitated for a moment, merely a few seconds of hesitation, then he switched the gun to his left hand, aimed at Su Peng.

“Brother-in-law!

Brother-in-law!

You can’t do this, you can’t!” Su Peng immediately screamed in terror.

“Thump thump!” But Sun Yidao had already fired two shots, both hitting Su Peng’s legs.

“Ouch!” Su Peng let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, clutching his legs and rolling on the ground.

“Smart move,” Song Xiaodong snorted coldly, then shouted towards the pile of debris, “Come out now.”

A person jumped down from the pile of debris; it was Miao Xuanxuan, who ran swiftly to Song Xiaodong, her eyes shining, and said, “So cool!”

Song Xiaodong glared at her, saying, “Cool, my foot, who told you to follow?”

Miao Xuanxuan pouted and said, “Don’t be so mean, okay?

I was the one who warned you he had a gun.

Even if you don’t thank me, you shouldn’t curse at me.”

Song Xiaodong grunted and said, “Let’s go.”

As they walked outside together, Sun Yidao held the gun and felt the urge to raise it and shoot at Song Xiaodong and his group several times, but he ultimately decided against it.

All of a sudden, a harsh siren sounded outside.

Song Xiaodong frowned, wondering how the police had shown up at this time.

His gaze turned toward Miao Xuanxuan.

Miao Xuanxuan chuckled awkwardly and said, “I thought you guys were at a disadvantage, so I called the police.

If I had known you were this fierce, I wouldn’t have done it.”

Song Xiaodong replied irritably, “Truly more trouble than you’re worth.”

“Sorry, I really didn’t expect this, but don’t worry, I’ll have my dad smooth things over for you.

Besides, it was self-defense, so you won’t face any charges,” she said.

At that moment, the door opened, and about ten police officers rushed in, guns pointed at Song Xiaodong and his group, shouting, “Freeze, don’t move!”

Song Xiaodong had no choice but to stand still, while the police, seeing the condition inside the workshop, all widened their eyes, puzzled by the situation.

“Young man, well, well, you guys really know how to brawl!” A female officer rushed up to Song Xiaodong, glaring at him fiercely.

This female officer was Qiao Yutong.

After receiving the report and knowing that a severe fight involved many people, the station’s officers weren’t enough, and Qiao Yutong’s detective squad was called in for support; she was one of them.

Seeing Song Xiaodong among them brought a gleeful surprise her heart—didn’t this guy say he wouldn’t mix personal matters with work?

Well, now it’s on official business, and he’s caught in my hands, let’s see what he’ll do.

“We meet again,” Song Xiaodong said to Qiao Yutong with a faint smile.

His calm demeanor irked Qiao Yutong greatly.

She glared and barked, “You dare engage in a mass fight, utterly lawless and outrageously bold!”

Miao Xuanxuan couldn’t stand this and stepped forward, chest out, saying, “Hey, what kind of way is that to talk, officer?

Do you even know what happened?

How much do you know about this situation?”

Qiao Yutong was taken aback by Miao Xuanxuan’s retort and huffed, “Really, do I need to investigate?

With so many people injured lying on the ground and only you few standing, how could this not involve you?”

Miao Xuanxuan lifted her chin and said, “We were merely defending ourselves, okay?

Those people tried to attack us, and we took care of them.”

“So many injuries, and you still call it self-defense?” Qiao Yutong laughed as if she had heard a hilarious joke, her face showing a hint of scorn.

The other officers also shared similar thoughts: even if finding reasons, at least find a reasonable one—this was too far-fetched.