"Smack!"
Third Uncle landed on his backside.
After coughing lightly a few times, he quickly turned around.
He pulled bullets from his pocket, loaded, racked the slide, and aimed in one fluid motion.
His hands moved as quickly as a professional killer's.
"Smack!"
Shu Dong blocked the barrel with his finger.
"Careful, little fellow. The gun might explode. This thing can't hurt him... Are you enemies?"
Shu Dong's gaze was gentle, showing no anger at all over Third Uncle shooting at them.
As though coaxing a child, he patted Third Uncle's head. "He's already at the peak of the fifth awakening. A handgun can't hurt him. Grow up strong and become an Awakened. A gentleman can wait ten years for revenge."
With that, Shu Dong cast a meaningful look into the distance at Little White Tiger and Old Ninth, who were walking over slowly.
"You're Smoke Fiend's..." Ming King looked thoughtfully at Third Uncle. "So you want to avenge him?"
"I don't kill children. Come find me when you're grown. I'll be waiting."
Ming King waved at Third Uncle expressionlessly, unwilling to get tangled up with a child.
As they spoke, two youths in suits, one black and one white, approached with their men.
Little White Tiger's face darkened as he glanced at the red marks on Third Uncle's neck.
Old Ninth yawned and pointed at the bodyguard's hand. "Which hand did you choke him with?"
"He attacked first. Didn't you see?"
The bodyguard thrust his chin up and snapped, "Keep your people in line. He won't be so lucky next time."
Old Ninth gave a wicked smile and stepped aside. "You've got the balls to lecture me on our own turf. Come on, cut him down."
Whoosh!
Those following Old Ninth were Black Mountain Town's core loyalists, along with