Urban God Class Appraisal

Chapter 302 You will surely die
All of this made people stunned, and everyone looked at Wang Tanzhi with terrified faces, and couldn't believe their eyes, because it was a gun.

One shot would make a hole in an iron man's body, but is this kid okay?Even the clothes are not damaged at all, how is this possible?
But this is what happened, and it happened in front of everyone.

What's more, what's even more unbelievable is that even though the kid didn't even move, the security captain seemed to be hit by an invisible force and flew sideways for more than ten meters away.

"God, isn't this kid really a human?"

"Monster, run away."

"Haha, superpowers, this must be superpowers, I knew this world couldn't be so peaceful, superpowers have appeared, so are the immortals still far away?"

"In this world of great controversy, it is time for us to stand up bravely and save the common people in the world."

Some people panicked, some people were afraid, and some people crazily said that they were the protagonist, the son of destiny, but only the hip-hop guy, after the shock on his face, he was so scared that he peed out.

"The devil, the mudstone devil."

"You really are a devil."

The hip-hop man was stunned by Wang Tanzhi's method like everyone else. Although he knew warriors and had contact with warriors, what he had contacted was only low-level warriors, those warriors who had only touched a little bit. For ordinary people, it is already ridiculously strong, but it is still within the acceptable range of people.

Therefore, in the cognition of hip-hop men, although warriors are strong, they are still dead in the face of guns, and it is absolutely impossible to make people fly upside down more than ten meters away with just one look at such a long distance.

"You are not human, you are not human."

He was muttering to himself, but this time he was really scared. Wang Tanzhi felt bored, kicked the kid away, and then pulled up a security guard who was pretending to be dead on the ground. He said in horror, "Do you know your manager's phone number?"

"Know, know, I know, don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't want to die yet."

Wang Tanzhi chuckled, "You are so afraid of death, why aren't you afraid when you beat someone?"

"Okay, I won't kill you. Hurry up and call your manager and ask him to come over. Just say, if you don't come over again, I will kill his son."

Who are these people?
The security guard looked at Wang Tan in horror, then took out his phone tremblingly and called the manager's driver.

Of course he doesn't have the manager's phone number. He's just a bastard. He lives here for a living. If he wants to hit someone, he goes up and makes a call. What right does he have to get the manager's phone number?
It's just in order to stabilize the devil and prevent him from cutting him off in a fit of anger, that's why he said that.

"Neuropathy."

In a BMW, the driver who was driving glanced at his phone, and couldn't help cursing after hearing what the local said.

"What's wrong?" asked the middle-aged man who was holding a poster in the back row and looking at it carefully.

"Manager, a guy from the club called and told you to go there quickly. He also said that someone caught the young master. If you don't go there, you will kill the young master."

The driver said contemptuously, "This kid is definitely out of his mind, otherwise, how could he even say such nonsense?"

"The young master can still be arrested in the club? I think it must be that this idiot is drinking too much and talking nonsense. You don't have to worry about it."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Turn around, go back and have a look."

"Anyway, just go and see."

This middle-aged man is the manager of the Somali club, and he is also the actual controller of the club. Apart from the monthly bonus for the headquarters, this club actually belongs to him.

Because of this, he has stronger control over this club than the boss behind Somalia. Of course, because of his background and strength, he dare not resist his orders even if he is given some courage.

Because of his strong control over this club, he knows far better than anyone how terrifying the defense of this club is.

More than a dozen strong men with good skills, plus another person holding a gun in his hand, not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary warriors would never dare to make trouble in his club.

Therefore, when he suddenly heard that someone had caught his son in the club, the middle-aged man would not believe it, but this did not prevent him from going to have a look.

"It's better to believe it."

Even though he didn't believe it, he decided to take a look. Then, when he walked into the club, when he brought a group of people in, he saw the hip-hop man curled up on the ground trembling, the Somali club manager was shocked.

He widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide. He looked at him in disbelief that no one part of his body was intact. He was a hip-hop man with many scars. He looked around viciously and shouted, "Who is it?"

"who is it?"

"Who beat my son like this?"

"I'm going to make him pay for it."

He was like a wounded lion, his eyes were full of ferocious light, and the people who looked at him turned their heads one after another. Only one person, not only did not look away, but also looked at him indifferently, and it was this one , the originally aggressive club manager turned his head involuntarily.

The driver beside him couldn't help exclaiming, "Manager, why are you crying?"

The club manager stretched out his hand, and actually wept, "How could that be?"

Although he was wondering why he burst into tears suddenly, the manager blamed his eye discomfort, and continued to say fiercely, "Who did it? It's better to stand up and admit it, so that I can only kill him. "

"Otherwise, I will sink his whole family into Jiang."

With the fierce voice and fierce eyes, the dozen or so people who came in with the club manager suddenly pulled out a pistol from their pockets, and everyone was shocked.

Then they all looked at Wang Tanzhi. Although they didn't say anything, the meaning was already expressed very clearly.

The club manager looked at Wang Tanzhi who was shown by everyone.Seeing that it was this guy, he couldn't help frowning.

This person gave him a terrible feeling. If it wasn't about his only son, he would never have antagonism with this kind of person who gave him a dangerous feeling.

but now,
Seeing that the face of the manager of the only child club who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on the ground turned cold, he said to the people behind him, "Kill."

And what about the sense of danger?
With a dozen people behind him and dozens of guns, what is there to be afraid of?

With more than a dozen guns, no matter how strong this kid is, he will definitely die.

(End of this chapter)