Little Dong's Gunmanship!

Outside the warehouse.

The smell of blood spread through the air.

The ground was littered with people—some blinded, some with broken hands, some with broken legs. It looked like Asura Hell.

One man!

One man had taken out more than a dozen of their brothers!

And he had been seriously injured before he even came here!

Neither the leader nor the remaining men could accept this result. Only now did they understand why Dong Xuebin had said those things after getting back up. Ridiculously, they had even asked him why he did not run, why he did not lie there and play dead. Run? Just as Dong Xuebin himself had said, why should he run? Why should he play dead? He simply could not die! He did not need to run at all! What they had just witnessed told the leader and the others that even if this young man had every bone in his body broken, even if he had no weapon, even if he had nearly bled dry, he could still wipe out every one of them by himself!

What kind of combat power was this?

What kind of willpower was this?

What kind of ability to withstand punishment was this??

This time, the leader and the others were finally a little afraid!

How could there still be someone like this in the world? Was his body made of iron? Was his head made of titanium alloy? How the fuck was he still not dead!?

That had been dozens of blows with clubs!

Even iron would have been left with some marks!

Yet he was standing there perfectly fine? Nothing had happened to him??

Dong Xuebin kept walking. He was slow, but he was already right in front of them.

"What do we do?"

"Boss!"

"He..."

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