Capítulo 191: Chapter 170: Kick the Iron Plate_1

Dusk, the horizon was dyed in a sweep of crimson.

In a courtyard up north.

A three-meter-high wall was lined with iron bars, and in the middle sat a black metal gate.

Upon the wall, a few men who had made it back were standing.

Lurking behind the wall, they remained on high alert, peering outside.

The long-haired leader took a strong puff of his cigarette, violently kicked his subordinate, and cursed, "Didn't you fuckers say he only had a handgun? Why the fuck were there snipers, and why were they so accurate?"

The junior was sent rolling by the kick. Struggling back to his feet, he defended himself, "Boss, as God is my witness, all we saw was a handgun. We even followed them for a while. Would we joke about something like this?"

A few others joined him in support.

They stated they only saw one person with a handgun; the most they saw the others with were iron pipes.

"Fuck! You all blind or what?" The man cursed in irritation but didn't press further.