"You've got high tech, I've got thick skin."
"No matter how eloquently you talk, one shot from me and you're dead."
Nobody expected Tang Fei to start shooting without a word.
No threats, no warnings. His smile was bright, his complexion calm, and the look in his eyes unchanged as he faced them.
To him, pulling the trigger was as casual as "lighting up a cigarette"...
Tang Fei thought the people opposite him were foolish.
You've got them surrounded, why not just go "bang, bang, bang" with your gun?
What does robbery after murder mean? Kill first, loot later. Once the people are dead, isn't the treasure yours?
What now? Are you supposed to throw down a white glove first?
Amateurs!
What was even more unbelievable to him was that the big-nosed guy named Simon actually asked them to throw down their Pulse Guns and back off into the lake...
Had he been drinking too much strong liquor on New Star and fried his brains? How could he make such a ludicrous demand?