"Lin Mu, no matter how great you are, can you still be greater than a gun?" Jin Zheng'en said coldly.
"Hey, it's really pitiful, it seems your brain is messed up from doing business all day, huh? Clearly not suited for the ways of the underground world! Do you think a few guns can take down me, huh?" Lin Mu sneered, it seems Jin Zheng'en still doesn't understand the trends of the gangster world, thinking a few small guns can handle the leader of the Flying Dragon Gang?
It's absolutely ridiculous, if a few small guns could take Lin Mu down, he would have died hundreds of times already! Of course, in Jin Zheng'en's eyes, Lin Mu's disregard looked like arrogance and madness.
"Is that so? Alright, then I want to try it today." Jin Zheng'en snorted coldly, apparently believing Lin Mu had gone too far in his arrogance. In such a situation, he still wouldn't give up on dealing with himself? Still threatening him? It was simply a death wish.
