"Boy, you're good at it!" Holyfield's confidence increased greatly with a shot in his hand.

But a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The Hell Party can be rampant in the underground world of London, because it is not because of its large number of people or strong financial resources. On the contrary, whether it is financial or human resources, the Hell Party is ranked at the bottom among several major forces, but their ability to squeeze out the Qing Gang and rank second is because of the combat power of the members of the gang.

It can be said that every member of the Hell Party has the strength to pick a few at a time, but such combat power is as if it is paper-paste in the hands of the oriental man in front of him, and vulnerable.

Such a master has far exceeded Holyfield's psychological tolerance range. I'm afraid that only the God of War Ares under Romario's command has such strength.

How could Holyfield dare to be careless about such a super strong man?

With a gun in hand, Holyfield was also very confident. No matter how strong he was, it was not the era of cold weapons. No matter how powerful he was, he could not withstand a bullet.

The scene became quiet again, and Luo Fei and Mu En were also in a stalemate. Looking at Chu Xiu who was stopped by the pistol, a trace of worry flashed in their eyes, not only worried about Chu Xiu's safety, but also their situation.

Just now, they refused Holyfield's recruitment. What should they do if Chu Xiuzhen died under Holyfield's gun?

Chu Xiu didn't move, he just looked at Holyfield, looked at the desert eagle in his hand, thought of the wound on Wu Lie's chest, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even more serious."

Boy, Holyfield is also a person who cherishes talent. For your good skills, I don’t want to kill you. This is how you are. As long as you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I can let you go!” Seeing that Chu Xiu did not move, Holyfield felt even more at ease. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously afraid of the pistol in his hand.

Just say it if he is afraid.

With the brothers who fell to the ground, Holyfield didn't want to kill Chu Xiu so easily. He wanted to let him taste the taste of being tortured. Only in this way can he exclaim his anger for his fallen brother."

Do you think a broken gun can kill me?" Looking at Holyfield, who was sure to win, Chu Xiu sneered.

Hum?" Holyfield was stunned, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart. He was about to pull the trigger to kill Chu Xiu, but suddenly felt a flash in front of him, and Chu Xiu's figure was blurred.

Lifield's eyelids twitched wildly, and the desert eagle in his hand shook, moved directly to the left, and was about to pull the trigger, and a cold light flashed from Chu Xiu's hand."

With a sound of silence, a dagger came out of his hand and shot directly into Holyfield's hand holding the gun. Holyfield was in pain and the pistol in his hand fell down.

Before the gun landed on the ground, Chu Xiu's figure had already arrived in front of him. He punched out a dragon and directly hit Holyfield's chin, and smashed Holyfield, who had advanced 180 kilograms, and flew up.

The huge body drew a huge parabola in the air and fell to the ground.

Lifield's entire head was dizzy.

When he woke up, he saw Chu Xiu standing in front of him, and the other party was holding his huge desert eagle in his hand.

Everyone was staring at all this blankly, whether it was Luo Fei, Mu En, or other members of the Hell Party, looking at Chu Xiu standing in front of Holyfield in disbelief. None of them saw Chu Xiu's movements clearly. No one had ever thought that a person could launch a counterattack in the face of the threat of a pistol. More importantly, he succeeded.

Lifield's face was also extremely ugly, and even a look of horror appeared in his eyes. Chu Xiu's strength was far beyond his understanding of the strong.

How could his speed be so fast?

"You killed Wu Lie with this gun?" Chu Xiu looked down at Holyfield, aiming the dark muzzle at Holyfield's forehead.

Sweats appeared from Holyfield.

“I…I…”

Bang!" Before Holyfield could finish speaking, Chu Xiu pulled the trigger directly.

A bullet shot on Holyfield's shoulder, and a bloody arrow shot out, and a scream came from Holyfield's mouth."

Do you really think that with a gun, you can be invincible in the world?" Chu Xiu ignored Holyfield's scream and pulled the trigger again. This time, it was his other shoulder.

In an instant, Holyfield was shot on both shoulders, blood flowed, and his face turned pale.

Everyone was shocked, and none of them dared to act rashly, not only because Chu Xiu had a pistol in his hand, but more importantly, he was afraid of his terrible skills."

I...I'm wrong, brother, I'm wrong, I..."

Bang!" Chu Xiu pulled the trigger again, this time, aiming at Holyfield's thigh. Holyfield's forehead was so painful that he sweated coldly."

Why are you still standing there? Why don’t you kill him together!" At this moment, I don’t know who called out, awakening everyone who was in shock.

Just looking at Chu Xiu holding a gun, everyone's eyes were hesitant.

They are more fierce than ordinary people, but no matter how fierce a person is, they are afraid of death. The other party can easily kill their companions without a pistol. Now there is a gun in his hand, who dares to rush forward rashly?

"He only has one gun. Are we still afraid that so many of us are afraid that he will not be able to do it?" The voice sounded again, and everyone was stunned. Yes, he only has one gun and only a few bullets left. What are you afraid of him when he and others are afraid of him?

Just as he was about to rush up, Chu Xiu suddenly turned the spear head and pulled the trigger in one direction on the left.

A slightly thin man was shot on the forehead on the spot and fell straight down.

However, his eyes were wide open, and it was difficult to understand until he died. How did Chu Xiu find out that it was his.

As soon as the man died, the scene became quiet again, but Chu Xiu seemed to have nothing happened and looked at Holyfield again: "Look, your subordinates want you to die!"

Lifield's face had long turned pale, and now he was angry and unwilling. Looking at Chu Xiu's cold gaze, he was about to beg for mercy again. Chu Xiu said coldly: "Since even your subordinates want you to die, then you can die!"
Chapter completed!