Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The moment Li Zhe and the others approached the factory, a burst of bullets struck the ground at their feet.
Clearly, the other side had no intention of negotiating.
Xia Xu had also underestimated the level of "hospitality" here.
"Well, that leaves us no choice. Looks like I really shouldn't have handled things the way I would back home."
Xia Xu shrugged and turned to Zou Jin. "Give them some negotiations that fit the local customs."
"No problem."
An excited grin spread across Zou Jin's face. After undergoing the Heavenly Soldier Project's series of modifications, his massive, two-and-a-half-meter body barely squeezed out of the little jeep. Then he opened the trunk and took out a rocket launcher.
Back home, they still had to exercise some restraint and couldn't readily use heavy weapons, but things were different on the Black Continent.
Show me some respect, and I'll obey the law. Otherwise, I can follow the local customs too.
Boom!
He raised the launcher and blasted the factory gate apart with a single shot.
Then Zou Jin became a walking human artillery platform. Gripping several rockets in his enormous hand, he shouldered the launcher with one hand and loaded it with the other, firing every few steps until flames blazed throughout the factory.
Once he had used up the ammunition in his hand, he grabbed the rocket launcher like a club and charged into the factory building with a roar.
Several gang members sprayed him with their classic AKs, but the bullets failed to strike so much as a spark off his Graphene Combat Uniform. Instead, Zou Jin rushed up to them and smashed their heads apart with the launcher, one blow each.
His godlike stature and the bloody spectacle instantly shattered the gangsters' morale.
"We surrender! We surrender!"