"You're skilled, I have to admit that, but have you not realized that even a skilled person can't act all high and mighty here?" The man held a gun in his hand, pointing it at Song Yun as he chuckled. "Don't try any funny business, kid. You've hurt my men; you're not getting out of here in one piece today."
"Sigh, how can you guys just casually whip out guns? Don't you know they should be concealed?" Song Yun said with a chuckle, not showing the slightest sign of fear.
"Fuck off, who are you to tell me how to handle my business? Do you want to test if the bullet is faster or your body is?" The man pressed the gun against Song Yun's chest and cursed.
"Of course the bullet is faster, I'm not stupid," Song Yun said irritably.
"So why are you still acting tough here? Tell me, what should we do about you hurting my men?" The man wanted to kick Song Yun, but thinking of Song Yun's martial skills, he forcefully suppressed the urge.
