Without any hesitation, the hand holding the gun pulled the trigger.
The firing pin struck the primer. Empowered by kinetic force, amid the thunderous blast and the scent of burning gunpowder, the bullet shot out of the barrel at high speed, hurtling straight for Zhou You's forehead!
Normally speaking, within three steps, a gun was fast; beyond three steps... a gun was still fast. At such close range, almost no ordinary person could survive being shot.
Unfortunately.
Zhou You was no ordinary person.
...Or rather, whether he could still be considered human was open to question.
He tilted his head slightly, and the bullet grazed past his face by a hair's breadth. The man opposite him wanted to fire a second shot, but Zhou You had already reached out and gripped the muzzle.
Then he gave it a slight twist to the side.
Under the dual enhancement of Primal Force and the knuckle duster, the gun was like putty, easily twisted and folded until it became a heap of scrap metal.
Zhou You casually kneaded it into a ball and tossed it aside—while the man who had fired...
Was scared witless.
He simply stared at Zhou You, opening his mouth as though he wanted to beg for mercy or say something, yet not a sound came out.
Zhou You, on the other hand, was in no rush to retaliate. Looking at the round, plump man, he casually asked, "Who are you? Why did you shoot at me the moment we met?"
Unexpectedly.
The fat man froze for a moment, then suddenly asked in return, "You're not one of those robbers?"
"? Do I look like a robber to you?"
Only then did the fat man let out a long breath.
"Sorry, sorry. The district sent out a notice just now