No mercy

Bai Chen felt nothing in regard to Ma Jong’s malice-filled gaze.

He surveyed the people behind Ma Jong. There were eight in total, and each had a gun with a silencer.

Of course, all the muzzles were pointing at him.

Even so, Bai Chen did not show any sign of panic. He seemed very calm.

It was as if this situation was nothing out of the ordinary.

The reason behind his calmness was because Bai Chen believed in his low-grade martial arts technique and the gun with a silencer that he’d used to kill Hu Tong. There were ten more bullets left.

With ten more bullets, if nothing went wrong, he would be able to kill ten of Ma Jong’s men.

The two left were not a problem, either. He could use the low-grade martial arts technique to kill them.

“Were you the one who killed Hu Tong?”

Though he had a considerable desire to kill Bai Chen, Ma Jong did not jump into it right away.

“If that is the case, then what?” Bai Chen said, looking at Ma Jong with an indifferent expression.