Tang Ming endured the pain, his eyes blazing with fire as he lifted a chair from the side and charged forward, aiming to smash it onto Tang Ming's head, causing people around to scream in shock. However, his speed was too fast for anyone to warn him in time.
But it seemed as if Tang Ming had eyes on the back of his head. He turned around and kicked out, sending Xiao Wu flying to the ground, where he convulsed twice and could not get up again.
"What country's police are you, carrying such fine guns? They're hard to find even on the black market. I might have mistaken you for cowboys from the West."
Tang Ming weighed the gun in his hand and casually tossed it aside, making a sarcastic comment to the man with the crew cut lying on the ground.
Tang Ming dared not take the gun away, in case Lin Xue accused him of stashing weapons like Ma Gangjian.
