Chapter 345 Wiping Out the Cancer (8)

• Gunfire rattled like popcorn bursting. Dust exploded off the ground in all directions. The chubby thug’s teeth were chattering so hard it sounded like gravel in his mouth.
• Seventy or eighty hired goons went pale as sheets. Howling like trapped animals, they dropped their weapons, fell to their knees, and clutched their heads, begging for mercy.
• Right then, the armed police jumped off the trucks, rifles up, forming a tight square in front of Eagle.