Chapter 387 Money Burns a Hole in the Pocket

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Now, there were only two paths laid before Song Heping—

One was to directly take action.

Of course, Brother Dabiao and his men only had knives at most, and in this room, Song Heping was confident he could take them down if he laid hands on them.

At the very least, it would be simple to capture the ringleader first in order to catch all his followers.

Compared to those American Green Berets in the jungles of Colombia, these punks were absolutely kindergarten level; they could intimidate ordinary people, but they couldn't scare a killing god like Song Heping, a Special Soldier.

However, swords and knives do not have eyes, and a real fight would certainly draw blood, which would mean breaking the law.

That was definitely not the outcome Song Heping wanted.