"Kid," the young gang member had already put some distance between himself and He Ao, one hand behind his back. "Looks like you came with bad intentions."
He Ao merely lowered his head, glanced at him, and slowly asked, "Which way is the elevator?"
"Are you fucking pretending to be stupid?"
The young gang member suddenly drew a pistol from behind his back, while his two companions behind him also pulled their guns. "Kill him!"
At this moment, there was no one else around He Ao. When He Ao had been stopped and the young gang member's expression had darkened for the first time, the people who had been coming and going nearby had already stopped and retreated far away.
It seemed this was not the first time something like this had happened.
He Ao sighed softly.
The three of them pulled their triggers almost simultaneously.
He Ao stepped forward and brushed past the young gang member. His hand swept over the man's neck, then twisted casually. With a crisp crack, the young gang member's body crumpled to the ground.
By then, He Ao had already moved behind him. Both hands gripped the slides of his two companions' pistols and diverted the muzzles.
Bang--
Two gunshots rang out almost at the same time, but the muzzles that had originally been aimed ahead were now pointed at their own companions.
The two gang members stared, dumbfounded, at each other's blood-splattered bodies before collapsing together.
He Ao held the slides and kept both pistols in his hands.
Then he tossed both guns into the air, caught their grips at the same time, and pulled them back and forth midair.
Click-click-
With two crisp sounds, the two Spent Casings jammed in the slides popped out at once.
His Physical Fitness was now more