บท 121: The Demonic Path's Treasure

The colour didn't just drain from his face. He was utterly, completely and comprehensively bewildered. He just leaned back casually, yet he could still be "stabbed" by someone of the same sex.

"Oh, my gun struck you?" Liu Kongcao pulled out the Desert Eagle from his belt and stuffed it back into his wallet.

"..." Li Xianyu was perplexed. "Why do you put both guns in one place?"

"It's more convenient for me to pull them out when there's danger. I can put a gun on someone's head every minute," Liu Kongcao said.

Yeah, guns were the most intimidating things around.

Men were most afraid of their heads being held at gunpoint, while women are most afraid of their throats being held at "gunpoint."

When the ruckus subsided, sounds of strange laughter echoed across the valley. The various demon descendants thronged towards the entrance of the cave. They behaved like sharks who had smelled blood: consumed by insanity, excitement and becoming irrational.