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boom!

The loud sound of large-caliber firearms filled the room.

Henry fired.

Even outside the door with excellent sound insulation, Hudson could vaguely hear the sound of the firing pin hitting the tail of the bullet.

Hao Wan was well prepared and dodged, the bullet cutting through the air on his shoulder.

Even though he reacted quickly, the clothes on his shoulders were burned by the huge energy caused by the bullet's friction.

With the blessing of the subduing power, Hao Wan had already arrived in front of Henry.

Fast, too fast!

Henry's expression paused, he didn't even see Hao Wan's movements clearly, Hao Wan had already appeared in front of him.

He subconsciously pulled the trigger.

The expected gunshot did not appear. The trigger position where the finger was pulled seemed to be stuck by something, and the wrist position seemed to be bound by an iron chain.

Henry looked down in surprise.

His wrist was already held by Hao Wan, and Hao Wan's thumb was already stuffed into the trigger.

No matter how hard he tried, the trigger never moved.

Henry looked up subconsciously.

At this moment, Hao Wan was looking at him with a smile, and there was a slight pain in the wrist where he was holding the gun.

"Have times changed?"

Hao Wan asked, and the palm that held Henry's wrist slowly moved upward, stretched out his fist and shook it in front of Henry:

"Now it's my turn to ask you, how many punches can you withstand from fists as big as sandbags?"

As he spoke, he slowly pushed his palm upwards, and in a moment, Henry's wrist would be broken alive.

Henry didn't sit still and wait for death, either.

While raising his right leg, a whip kick went straight to Hao Wan's knees.

Although he stopped boxing for a long time, his basic skills have not improved at all.

Hao Wan's movements on his hands remained unchanged, he was already prepared, his legs were shaking, and he was ready to swing this whip away with his extremely high physical fitness.

Then the next moment, Henry's whip leg stopped in the air.

It turned out to be a feint, and at this moment Henry's other hand was returning to support the held wrist.

He wanted to pull the tail of the pistol to trigger the firing pin without using the trigger.

Hao Wan's face did not change, and the movements of his hands increased instantly.

boom!

The bullet was fired as expected due to Henry's efforts, but his wrist had been broken upward by Hao Wrist, and the bullet left a bullet hole in the ceiling.

"my hand!"

Henry's wailing sound was heard at this moment, the calm change on his face, and the sound of firearms at close range caused a constant buzzing in his ears.

"How could you break my hand!" He stared at Hao Wan angrily.

"???"

Hao Wan was a little confused about Henry's words.

Is this person stupid?

You shoot to kill me, what's your problem if I break your wrist.

Are you a fool to be the boss?

I just want your life and you break my wrist?

"Do you think I'm playing house with you?"

Hao Wan let go of his hand and the pistol fell to the ground.

Henry covered his wrist, which had already exposed its bones. The blood filling his eyes made him sober, and his anger turned into fear.

At this moment, he finally understood that the man in front of him wanted to kill himself, and then he begged for mercy:

"Give me a chance, please, be the boss."

boom!

Henry's answer was a punch in the face from Hao Wan.

The bridge of the nose was collapsed by a punch, and the broken teeth and blood in the mouth were mixed. Henry's vision became blurred and his movements became messy.

Hao Wan showed no mercy, sending an uppercut straight to Henry's chin.

At this moment, Henry had no ability to resist.

The fist accurately hit the chin, and the body kept retreating due to the huge force of the fist, and fell to the ground dead.

What a joke.

When he shot me, why didn't he think about the consequences and why did he have the nerve to beg for mercy?

According to Henry, even if Henry is not spared, he is still the new owner of Blackberry Boxing Gym.

"Just two fucking punches, 39 consecutive wins? What a fucking waste."

After spitting at Henry, Hao Wan walked to the door and pushed the door open.

What he saw was Hudson with a flattering expression on his face. Seeing the face after the door opened, Hudson's expression changed drastically in an instant.

"Hao, why is it you!"

"I didn't expect it!"

Hao Wan spread his hands helplessly, looked at Hudson with a joking look on his face, yanked Hudson's hair, and kicked Hudson's over-nourished stomach.

vomit!

Hudson vomited bitter water, his stomach was already churning, and he was about to beg for mercy.

However, he didn't give Hudson a chance to speak at all, and hit his head directly with a heavy punch.

Throwing Hudson's body into the room behind him, Hao Wan was about to leave.

"Clap clap clap!"

A burst of applause came from not far away.

He turned around and looked at the corridor where the sound came from. At some point, a figure wearing a blue and black tight-fitting leather jacket appeared.

Judging from his movements, he stayed here for at least a long time. The important thing is that Hao Wan didn't notice it with his senses.

This man wore a black mask, only his facial features were exposed, and there was a black and white target mark on his forehead.

Underneath highly logoed clothing.

He immediately confirmed the person's identity.

Bullseye, the top assassin and Kingpin's subordinate, has superior physical strength and speed, and can also make any object in his hand hit the target with incredible accuracy.

"Wonderful, wonderful, even if I get hit by this punch, I can't bear it." Bullseye said.

Hao Wan had no intention of exchanging pleasantries. He said with a sarcastic face as he headed towards the bullseye:

"Why do you want to try?"

"call out!"

A cracking sound came.

Hao Wan looked intently and saw a playing card thrown out of Bullseye's hand and headed straight for his throat.

The playing cards were about to arrive in front of him, Hao Wan activated his commanding power, waved his fist violently in front of him, and swung the cards away.

Cards that lose power are like kites that have lost their strings and fall to the ground.

When Bullseye saw this scene, his blue eyes lit up:

"It seems the information is correct. You can indeed block a small-caliber pistol."

He knows his abilities well. The cards blessed with abilities are extremely fast and can be compared to a small-caliber pistol in terms of power.

Then his palm flipped, and several playing cards appeared in Bullseye's hand.

Different from the previous playing cards, the three playing cards in Bullseye's hand now exude a unique metallic luster.

"I just don't know if you can stop this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the playing cards were instantly thrown out of Bullseye's hand.

Hao Wan observed Bullseye calmly. This was his first time facing a person with super powers, so he was inevitably a little cautious.

The metal playing cards in front of him were gradually approaching, based on his judgment.

The power of metal playing cards is obviously more powerful than small-caliber bullets, and it can easily kill a person.

But now he is different from before, because the experience value of the pursuit team has been upgraded to level 2. As the level increases, the upper limit of Hao Wan's attack threshold also increases.

Although it cannot completely resist large-caliber firearm bullets, it can make yourself less fatal when being harmed by large-caliber bullets.

Bullseye's ability is to lock on the target object, and you will definitely not be able to dodge it.

Hao Wan stretched out his arm to block, and when the metal playing cards were embedded in his flesh and blood, Hao Wan's body was covered with a light golden light.

The hit of the playing card did not stop Hao Wan from moving forward at all.

Bullseye finally became serious at this moment, and threw out the remaining two playing cards, and then five metal playing cards appeared in his hand again.

Hao Wan watched the playing cards coming again and moved forward without any intention of stopping.

He admitted that Bullseye's ability was very good. If he allowed the metal poker to attack him, he would be killed by Bullseye sooner or later.

But Bullseye got one thing wrong.

Why should a long-range killer be exposed to his own vision?

If the card master doesn't pull any strings, do you want to engage in melee combat with a powerful player?

While thinking, two metal playing cards hit Hao Wan's arm, embedded in his flesh and blood just like before.

At this moment, Hao Wan's position was only one step away from the bullseye!