I'm in the Ark, a player.

A somewhat exaggerated meteor hammer.

This type of weapon is actually not very effective in confined spaces.

But I can't worry about that now!

The frightened crowd inside the arcade kept running towards the exit, but Swire, carrying a flail, charged into the arcade against the flow of people.

As soon as she entered, she saw three thugs carrying weapons rushing towards Qin Tianling. The three thugs weren't exactly well-coordinated, but they had the advantage of numbers.

Meanwhile, there was a strange guest squatting in a corner, watching the scene unfold, constantly shouting, "Wow! Seeing such a fierce duel, even death would be worth the ticket price!"

"careful!"

Swire shouted anxiously, grabbing his meteor hammer and preparing to rush forward to help.

The next moment, a somewhat square-shaped revolver appeared in Qin Tianling's hand.

The sharp-eyed Swire immediately recognized what it was!

Guns!?

The kind of guns the Sarkaz use!?

No, that's not right.

Sakota muskets are rarely used by non-Sakotas.

This should be a replica gun jointly developed by Blacksteel International and Raytheon Industries.

Even so, this is still an extremely rare and valuable weapon, and it is very difficult to buy on the market!

His weapon is this?!

If that's really the case, then maybe I won't even need to help myself.

The Lateran people often say, "A gun is fast from seven paces away, and both fast and accurate within seven paces!"

Against enemies who are not wearing heavy armor, the power of a musket should not be underestimated.

Facing the three charging towards him, Qin Tianling showed no fear whatsoever, and smiled confidently.

"Hmph, sir, times have changed!"

The next moment, Qin Tianling grabbed his assistant and swung the gun down like a hammer, with the butt facing down!

"boom!"

The gun butt slammed solidly into the first thug's forehead. The man's eyes rolled back, and without uttering a sound, he collapsed limply to the ground. The steel pipe slipped from his hand and clattered as it rolled into a corner.

Then, dodging the second thug's attack, he triggered a perfect dodge.

Taking advantage of the slow time, two more strikes!

The remaining thugs also collapsed to the ground.

This scene left Swire, who was standing nearby, completely stunned.

No,

Is that how you use a gun?!

And what's with that sudden, bizarre speed?!

Just as Swire was feeling surprised and stunned, Qin Tianling dealt with five more thugs.

He charged through the arcade like a heavy truck, and wherever he went, thugs fell down like harvested wheat!

Someone tried to ambush him from behind, but he didn't even turn his head. Instead, he swung his elbow and smashed it into the man's face, sending two teeth flying!

Someone tried to run away, but he caught up with them in three quick steps, grabbed them by the back of their collar, slammed them to the ground, and then smashed their head with the butt of his gun!

Looking at Qin Tianling, who seemed to be unleashing his full power, Swire felt for a moment like a mascot wielding a meteor hammer—she hadn't done anything, yet a large number of enemies had fallen.

She suddenly realized that she had probably overthought things when she rushed in.

So, when Chen Huijie said she would entrust it to him... she really meant she could entrust it to him?

.....

"Boss! Someone's causing trouble!"

In the arcade's storage room, a thug rushed in to deliver a message.

"Damn it, someone's causing trouble again!"

The thug leader, a recently discharged hospitalized member of the Communist Party, who was sitting in his seat, cursed.

With a gleaming bald head and a scorpion tattooed on his neck, he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

But he still has injuries; his left leg is in a cast, and his face is wrapped in bandages.

Ever since the casino was vandalized, people have been constantly causing trouble for the Iron One. The casino was even vandalized a second time, and one of the most prestigious members of the Iron One was arrested by the Guard Bureau and has not been released yet!

They're even daring to target the arcades in the city center in broad daylight!

Although this place is just a run-down place and not that important, it is related to the reputation of the Iron Society!

Look, I just came out of the ICU. You think I'm easy to bully?

Damn it, you really underestimated me!

Even if I'm still injured, I'm not someone that just anyone can scam!

I'd like to see who dares to cause us trouble!

Dragging his injured hand and leg, the bald man gathered his other henchmen and stormed into the arcade lobby.

The bald man's gaze swept over the mess on the floor, ignoring the overturned tables and chairs, the shattered game consoles, and the henchmen lying haphazardly on the ground. He ignored Swire behind him and focused his gaze directly on the black-haired man in the center of the hall.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Holy crap, it's this guy?!

He seemed to recall that day when he had only rushed too far forward and had his leg broken by the other party!

The crisp sound of bones breaking still echoed in my ears, and the excruciating pain seemed to still be throbbing inside my bones!

And breaking the leg wasn't the end of it.

After that, he was even used as a weapon by this guy to attack his own brothers!

He still remembers the terrified faces of his brothers and their scattering footsteps; he still remembers that nauseating dizziness!

Should I hit him?

real or fake?

The bald man himself probably didn't even realize that his legs had started to tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, Qin Tianling also noticed him. When he glanced at him, he said something casually.

"He's holding his head too high."

It was just a sentence.

But suddenly, past fears surged through my body like a tidal wave.

My broken leg still throbbed with pain, the agonizing screams of my brothers seemed to still echo in my ears, and that blood-red world still filled my vision.

While he clung to life in his hospital bed, he constantly relived this nightmarish experience.

Now, this embodiment of fear has appeared before him once again.

If I were to be used as a nunchaku again, I would die!

You will definitely die!!!

The bald man's legs seemed to have been drained of all strength; his knees buckled, and the cast hit the ground with a thud.

He knelt down on the ground and lowered his head.

"Big Brother!!!"

The underlings behind were stunned to see their leader suddenly kneel down.

Not to mention his underlings, Swire was also dumbfounded—why did this guy kneel down to Qin Tianling?

"Your head is too low."

Another voice came.

The bald man quickly raised his head and looked up at Qin Tianling from the ground.

"So obedient?"

Qin Tianling was somewhat surprised, and even found it quite interesting.

He tilted his head, and a bright smile slowly spread across his face.

"Your head is raised too high, too low, too far to the left, too far to the right, too straight, or too tilted!"

The bald man paused for a moment, then his head began to shake like a fan!

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Hehehe, it's the fifth watch today!

I'm so frustrated!

Now I can finally get some sleep.

Chapter 54: Qin Tianling is the MVP, while Swire is just a pushover!

Swire could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Why would a lowly leader of the Ironclad Guild not only kneel before Qin Tianling, but also... do whatever Qin Tianling said like a dog?

Could it be that Qin Tianling used to have a very high reputation in the underworld, but was forced to leave Longmen due to some circumstances?

Now that the three-year agreement has been fulfilled, he has returned to Longmen. These older generation underworld figures have to give him a wide berth when they see him.

No, that's not right.

Swire could tell from the guy's eyes.

That was fear, not respect.

That was the desire to 'survive'.

The purest desire for life!

It's not that I'm afraid of being beaten, it's that I'm afraid of dying.

"Damn it! How dare you humiliate my brother like this! I'll fight you to the death!"

Behind the bald red-stick-wielding man, one of his underlings couldn't take it anymore and charged straight at Qin Tianling, raising a steel pipe above his head, cursing and swearing, his eyes filled with a desire for advancement!

The other party's background is unknown, yet they dare to humiliate my elder brother like this. My elder brother must be extremely aggrieved!

Now is the time for me to shine!

Seeing his underlings rush over, Baldy Red Stick's heart sank.

When I saw my little brother fly out of the air the next second, my heart sank even further!

Done!

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

It failed! It failed! It failed! It failed! It failed!

The bald man with red hair knelt on the ground, his head hanging low, his mind a complete blank.

He dared not look up, dared not move, and dared not even breathe too loudly.

Just when Bald Red Stick was feeling utterly hopeless, Qin Tianling glanced at him and said casually.