Chapter 15: The Iron Fist Council, Killed in a Hail of Bullets!_2

Little Pavel secretly let out a sigh of relief. If this wanderers' team captain proved to be a coward, then Ge'er would certainly seize the opportunity to become more aggressive. After all, preying on the weak was another unspoken rule of the wasteland. Even the children would pounce on a soft persimmon given the chance.

"Alright, we'll cut you some slack, plus that machine gun, and these two women." Ge'er sneered sarcastically as he pointed at Qin Yan and Xu Biyun with one hand, his other hand already gripping the handgun at his waist. If Tang Zheng dared to object, he would blow his brains out.

The atmosphere on Long Street instantly froze. All the newbies were extremely nervous. Chu Baichuan held his watermelon knife, ready to lash out at any moment, while Old Gao gripped his rifle without changing his expression.