Chapter 63: Twin Stars of Jiangzhou (1)
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Special District 9 Chapter 63: Twin Stars of Jiangzhou (1)

By the roadside, the eight subordinates had already drawn their guns and aimed them at Qin Yu and Qi Lin. Dong Cheng continued bellowing with a ferocious look on his face, “Ask around! There are at least a thousand fixers in our Jiangzhou region, but which of them dares to mess with our Li Family? You little fucktard, I’m telling you to pull your dynamite! Do it!”

Veins were popping on Qin Yu’s temples. He grasped onto the fake ignition line in his hand nervously, seemingly at a loss as to what to do.

His dynamite was a fake. If the other party wasn’t falling for this trick, there was nothing he could do about it.

“I’ve already told you to sit down and talk it out. We could have had a pleasant chat and make friends, but you had to make the atmosphere so awkward. Look, you cornered yourself in the end, didn’t you?” Li Tong snickered. “You can start off by kneeling down and throwing away your gun. We can still…”

Qin Yu grabbed Li Tong’s hair and smashed his head against the car another three times. At the same time, he quietly snuck his right hand toward his pocket, intending to pull out his gun and force his way through.

“Since you don’t dare to ignite the dynamite, let me ask you this then. Do you dare to fire your gun?” Dong Cheng turned his head over and roared at his men, “Those who are living off us, you better fucking get your ass over here. We have more men and guns than them, what’s there to be scared of? Do they have more lives than us?”

“You talk too much!” Qi Lin sneered.

“And you’re a useless wimp,” Dong Cheng pointed his finger at Qi Lin’s head and said, “I know what you are thinking. You are wondering what your chances of escaping are after firing your gun.”

“If I can’t get away, I’ll just be fucking buried in Jiangzhou. What about it?” Qi Lin roared back. He grabbed Dong Cheng’s head with his left hand as he pressed his gun closer toward the latter, bellowing, “Trying to threaten me, huh? The last guy who tried to do so, I blasted his head off with my gun!”

The bellow echoed along the streets for a lo

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