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Chapter 237 Gunfire
"Yo ho!"

Xiao Ba got excited.

He had tried the high-purity product that Jesse brought before he came, and he was currently in a state of extreme excitement.

Seeing that Tommy didn't take him seriously at all, his anger flared up instantly, and his eyebrows shot up.

"Damn it, you're looking for death!"

Xiao Ba was furious.

Didn't this guy see the gun he was holding?
How dare you talk to him like that?
The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the angrier I get, the more I think about it.

Finally, at a certain moment, Xiao Ba's anger reached its peak, and he put a finger directly on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

He wanted to show that guy on the other side why people in the underworld called him "Crazy Little Eight"!
boom!
Gunfire rang out.

A figure fell to the ground with a thud.

Walter closed his eyes.

He simply couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Although he and Tommy were complete strangers, the other man was just a passerby asking for directions.

But he really couldn't bear to watch Tommy die.

To his surprise, reality did not unfold as he had imagined.

He didn't hear Tommy's screams, but Xiao Ba's painful wails reached his ears first.

"What exactly is going on?"

"What on earth just happened?"

Walter, filled with doubt, suddenly opened his eyes and carefully examined the scene.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.

Tommy, whom he thought was dead, was now standing there unharmed, showing no signs of injury whatsoever, and a revolver had appeared in his hand.

Judging from the looks of it, he must have been the one who fired the shot earlier.

Looking at the arrogant and domineering Xiao Ba from before, the unfortunate fellow was now kneeling on the ground, tightly covering his bleeding wound with his hands, screaming incessantly.

The gun that Xiao Ba had been holding earlier had long since flown tens of thousands of miles away.

“You… you fucking…”

The unbearable pain contorted Xiao Ba's face as he cursed incessantly.

Tommy, however, was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and simply raised his hand and fired another shot at Xiao Ba's head.

boom!
This time, Xiao Ba was completely silent.

After all, a dead person can never speak again.

"My darn thing!"

Emilio became anxious as he watched Hachi being killed.

He ignored Jesse lying on the ground pretending to be dead, turned his gun around, and started firing indiscriminately at Tommy.

But how could he possibly be a match for Tommy?

When it comes to shooting, Tommy is second to none.

Emilio's attempt to ambush him was a pipe dream; there was absolutely no chance.

Before he could even fire, Tommy shot him in the head, his brains mixed with blood spraying outwards.

Within seconds, Hachi and Emilio died one after the other.
Tommy remained remarkably calm about it, as if he had merely stepped on two insignificant ants.

That is indeed the case.

He has defeated various super villains and personally cut down many zombie heroes.

Even formidable characters like Kingpin, the Hulk, and the Fantastic Four have fallen to his hand.

It's just a matter of dealing with two petty thugs; it's really nothing serious.

Besides, it can't all be blamed on him.

He had warned Xiao Ba long ago not to act rashly or take any chances.

But Xiao Ba wouldn't listen and insisted on going against him.

There was nothing Tommy could do but send Little Eight to hell to prove that he meant what he said and that his words were true.

Tommy casually put the pistol away, his face calm and expressionless, as if nothing had just happened.

But Walter next to him was far less composed.

The old man was terrified; his teeth were chattering, and his legs were weak. He barely managed to stay upright by bracing himself against the RV with one hand. To be honest, having been a law-abiding citizen his whole life, Walter never imagined he would one day be involved in a murder.

I even witnessed this bloody scene firsthand.

In order to make a final contribution to his family, he risked breaking the law by secretly using his chemical knowledge to manufacture high-purity drugs.

But the fact that he committed murder was far beyond his expectations.

Even just watching from the sidelines was enough to shock him and make him realize how dangerous the flour business was, making him want to back out.

As for his student Jesse, he was now imitating an ostrich, burying his head deep in the sand and lying motionless on the ground, continuing his feigned death.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Having spent so many years in the underworld, Jesse had accumulated some experience.

Just by looking at the demeanor Tommy exudes, you can tell that this guy is no good; he's definitely a ruthless person in the underworld.

Jesse knew the gravity of the situation and, of course, didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he could only continue lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and even grabbed two handfuls of sand and covered his face with them.

"Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me..."

Perhaps his disguise worked, or perhaps God helped.

In short, Tommy didn't pay much attention to him, but went straight to his teacher, Walter White.

"Walter White?"

Tommy's tone was full of certainty, though his question was one of doubt.

"And you over there, stop pretending to be dead and come over here right now."

Upon hearing this, Jesse knew he couldn't avoid it any longer, so he quickly ran over, bowing and scraping as he spoke.

"They're here, they're here. What are your instructions next?"

He spoke very respectfully, and his demeanor was very sincere, even a little obsequious.

Tommy appreciated Jesse's tact and, without beating around the bush, got straight to the point.

“I’m in a hurry and don’t have time to stay here. Here’s 30,000 yuan. If you take good care of these two guys, the money is yours.”

As he spoke, Tommy pulled a thick wad of cash from his pocket and waved it in front of Walter and Jesse.

Walter was still in shock from what had happened, his mind in a state of limbo.

Jesse, however, reacted very quickly.

He took the money and nodded hurriedly in agreement.

"No problem, don't worry, we'll definitely get things done and make sure you don't have to worry about anything!"

After saying that, he gave a forced, dry laugh.

"That's good."

Tommy left with a task and a pile of money, and quickly departed.

When he was completely gone, and even his last shadow had disappeared, Jesse finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing.

Finally, we've sent this killing god away.

In just a short while, his back was already soaked with sweat.

If the other person were to talk again, he wasn't sure if he would still be able to stand and speak.

At this moment, Walter also calmed down. He first looked at Jesse, then at the stack of green banknotes, and finally at the two corpses lying on the ground. His expression was very complicated.

After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh, his heart filled with frustration.

"Ugh!"

What the hell is this?

How did he, a perfectly good high school chemistry teacher, become an accomplice to a murderer without even realizing it?

However, he also knew in his heart that Jesse's approach was absolutely correct in that emergency situation.

If they hold back and refuse, their lives are basically over.

Thinking of this, Walter reached out his hand to Jesse.

Jesse looked completely bewildered, utterly confused about his teacher's thoughts. He scratched his head and asked, his face full of doubt.

"Teacher, what are you..."

Walter was somewhat helpless.

"What else could it be? Give me the money. We need to think carefully about how to handle this."

(End of this chapter)