"Did I hear that right? He actually said he wants to get rid of us."
"Little brother, have you been watching too much Astro Boy recently?"
"Obviously he’s the Haier twins."
The words ’Haier twins’ further ignited Ansel’s passion.
Junqi had already extended the dog-beating stick, with a thin tip and a thick end, plus a circle of anti-slip rubber.
He retracts it when not in use, and twists it open to extend it when necessary.
Ansel also drew out his toy gun.
He curved his lips into a smile: "That’s right, we are the Haier twins."
"Haha—" Those people laughed incessantly.
In their eyes, they clearly were just two kids who liked being heroes.
Ansel’s eyes turned cold: "Junqi, go for it, don’t hold back!"
With that, he quickly fired a shot at the forehead of the nearest person—
His gun technique was very accurate, he could shoot wherever he wanted!
That person cried out in pain, tears streaming down.
Junqi charged like a locomotive, gripping the stick and rushing forward!
"Ah—"
"Hurry, catch them, ah..."
The people who had been laughing monts ago now looked serious.
Are these two kids really human?!
Junqi’s stick hit one after another, each strike landing on vital parts and with great force.
Ansel’s gun hit targets every ti; he was small and agile, and they couldn’t catch him no matter how hard they tried.
In just a short ti, they had dealt with most of the dozen or so people.
Mainly because these people had no martial skills at all...
Then the remaining ones were quickly dealt with.
On the ground lay a heap of bodies, each person clutching their wounds and crying out incessantly.
Junqi still hadn’t had enough, he raised the stick, ready to swing down, when the person quickly pleaded for rcy.
"I admit defeat, I surrender, stop hitting, little ancestors, please stop hitting!"
"(⊙o⊙)..." Junqi tilted his head, unsure if he should strike.
People or wolves he had fought never begged for rcy.
Should he let them go?
Ansel wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled triumphantly: "Junqi, co over. Stop hitting."
"Clap— Clap—" Suddenly applause rang out.
Ansel turned around warily.
He saw a tall and sturdy man slowly approaching in the dark.
There was a very familiar aura emanating from him.
An aura he was familiar with because Ruan Tianling, Nangong Xu, Qi Ruisen, they all had this aura.
Ansel’s little face turned serious, quickly judging that this person was not easy to deal with.
"Impressive, truly marvelous, incredibly impressive!"
The man’s face gradually beca clear.
It was a cold, deep face probably in his thirties.
Especially his eyes, even in the dim light, his sharpness couldn’t be concealed.
The man curled his lips, staring at him, his thin lips parted slightly: "Your gun technique is excellent, and your mind is clear and calm with quick reflexes. You have strong leadership and organizational skills. At such a young age, you’re truly outstanding, indeed impressive."
After speaking, the man turned to Junqi: "Though simple-minded, you are serious and persistent in your actions. Most importantly, your heart is pure without distractions, which is why your skills have advanced to this extent. You twins are truly impressive."
Is this person an enemy or a friend?
Ansel raised his fine eyebrows: "Uncle, who are you?"
The man smirked slightly, pointing at the people on the ground: "With little talent, I am indeed the boss of these useless people."
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