"Might!" At that moment, several hundred personal guards outside raised their firearms and shouted in unison.
"Come on! Shoot me if you've got the guts!" Zhan Biao, accustomed to throwing his weight around, yelled.
Smack!
The slap was vicious enough to knock several of Zhan Biao's teeth flying. Surprisingly, it was Mo Heizi who had struck him. "Shut your damned mouth!"
After cursing him, Mo Heizi cupped his fist toward Tang Wen. "My subordinates have been poorly disciplined. The fault lies with me, Mo Heizi. Please forgive us, my lord, and let me take them back to teach them a proper lesson."
"For Official Mo's sake, we'll let this go today. Release them," Tang Wen said, seeing that things had gone far enough.
Qiao Xiao stepped forward to unlock the shackles, only for Zhan Biao to kick him, sending him flying.
"Kill him!" Tang Wen flew into a rage, and his personal guards aimed their firearms at Zhan Biao.
Bang, bang! Two shots rang out as Luo Yiwu fired. Naturally, he had aimed at Zhan Biao's legs. The man screamed, blood spurting from his thighs, and crumpled to the ground.
"My lord, don't act rashly!" Seeing this, Mo Heizi stepped forward to shield Zhan Biao and hurriedly shouted.
Zhan Biao tried to curse again, but Mo Heizi knocked him unconscious with a punch. "Take him away!"
Chen Chang Kong and the others hurried forward and carried him off.
"Let's go!" With a fierce expression and a wave of his hand, Mo Heizi angrily turned and strode away.
"Official Mo, I'm going to lead our men to drench Su Mei Island in blood! I'll skin that bastard Tang Wen alive!" Zhan Biao soon woke up and continued cursing along the way as he lay on a door plank.
"You damned fool!