Son-in-law's Romantic Life

Just as Bloodmassacre's head poked out from behind the tree trunk, a bullet flew towards his face with a bang.    

    

In front of Bloodmassacre, the bullet was rapidly getting bigger.    

    

From the looks of it, it seemed like it was about to shoot Bloodmassacre in the head.    

    

In that instant, even Bloodmassacre's body couldn't help but tremble.    

    

However, Bloodmassacre wasn't an ordinary little brother after all. This fellow's strength was absolutely not bad.    

    

Bloodmassacre's body instantly shrank back. With a puff, the bullet almost slid past Bloodmassacre's face. In an instant, a long bloody wound was left on Bloodmassacre's face by the bullet. It was burning hot.    

    

Bloodmassacre's throat was violently gasping for breath, and his face looked a little pale.    

    

He had escaped death.    

    

In that instant, he felt as if he was about to die. Was this guy staring at him or something? The moment he revealed his head, he was immediately targeted by this guy.    

    

This was too f * cking scary.    

    

However, why was this guy here?    

    

When Bloodmassacre saw his old enemy, the anger in his heart was rising rapidly.    

    

He was originally a boss, but now he could only fall to the level of someone else's little brother. No matter who it was, they would not be able to get over it.    

    

It was all because of this damn bastard who injured sixty-two of his subordinates. Some of his subordinates were seriously injured, and they would not be able to survive in the underworld anymore. Instead, they would become burdens.    

    

The other little brothers were scared out of their wits because the fear in their hearts was too strong, and they left the Bloody Fiend as well.    

    

It was because of that bastard that they became the laughing stock of the underworld. It was also because of this bastard that the power of the Bloody Fiend was suddenly reduced.    

    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been swallowed by the Myriad Snakes so easily.    

    

That kind of hatred was incomparably strong.    

    

However, Bloodmassacre had completely forgotten about it when he felt the intense hatred in his heart. If it wasn't for his greed, he would have replaced the position of the Dragon Palace. He would have smashed the Dragon Palace and even injured the brothers of the Dragon Palace. All of this wouldn't have happened.    

    

These people all had one thing in common, that was, no matter what, they would never find a reason from themselves.    

    

No matter what happened, it was the other party's fault.    

    

Furthermore, this fellow had actually appeared here. Could it be that this fellow wanted to interfere with the matter of him surrounding Phoenix?    

    

He was really going against me at every turn.    

    

However, this damnable fellow... could it be that he thinks that I am made of mud?    

    

He wants to kill me?    

    

I want to f * cking kill him.    

    

His eyes were filled with hatred. When enemies meet, their eyes will turn red. That kind of hatred cannot be resolved no matter what, unless one side is completely dead.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Bloodmassacre forced himself to calm down. He reached out his hand and took out a metal lighter from his pocket. It was his favorite thing.    

    

A cold light flashed in his eyes. He threw it casually and the metal lighter instantly flew out.    

    

The moment the metal lighter flew out, a bullet accurately hit the lighter with a bang.    

    

The poor lighter was instantly blown up.    

    

At this moment, Bloodmassacre's figure immediately dashed out from behind the tree trunk. The gun in his hand was aimed at the figure in front of him. Without any hesitation, he immediately pulled the trigger.    

    

Bang!    

    

The sound of a bullet was heard.    

    

However, that sound was not coming from his gun.    

    

A bullet hit the gun in Bloodmassacre's hand and sent it flying.    

    

The bullet that had just been fired by the class, who knew where it had flown to?    

    

The strong fear made Bloodmassacre's body instantly shrink back. Another bullet left a new wound on Bloodmassacre's face. It even took away a piece of flesh and blood, making Bloodmassacre's face look like a bloody mess.    

    

After his body shrank back, Bloodmassacre's heart was still beating. Not knowing if it was because of the fear of death or the pain on his face, Bloodmassacre's face was completely twisted and kept twitching.    

    

A pair of bloodshot eyes filled with indescribable fear and shock.    

    

Impossible, absolutely impossible. How did that guy do it to such an extent?    

    

He couldn't believe it at all.    

    

The lighter he threw out was precisely to attract that guy's attention. When that guy's attention was attracted by the lighter and he opened fire, if he appeared again, even if that fellow discovered him immediately... However, if he wanted to react, there would be a pause in between. And his finger had always been on the trigger. After he went out, he immediately opened fire. He did not hesitate at all.    

    

How did this guy do it? How could he shoot faster than him?    

    

Even if he had two guns in his hands, he would not be able to do it to such an extent.    

    

He was breathing heavily in his throat. Some sticky stuff kept sliding down his face. Bloodmassacre didn't have the time to distinguish whether it was blood or sweat.    

    

His heart was beating at a speed that couldn't be calmed down at all.    

    

A normal person would not be able to do that. Was that guy still human? Was he really a monster?    

    

He was unwilling to accept it.    

    

Ever since he lost his power, the hatred in Bloodmassacre's heart could be said to have increased dramatically every day.    

    

Now that he finally met this guy, and that guy was only one man, he had so many brothers on his side. Taking advantage of this opportunity to get rid of this guy was definitely the best chance for revenge.    

    

But he never thought that such a situation would occur.    

    

Could it be that he really had to give up this time?    

    

Just as this thought emerged in his mind, Bloodmassacre immediately shook his head continuously. No, he absolutely couldn't give up.    

    

That guy, even if he was awesome, there was only one person.    

    

However, he still had the advantage in numbers. Not to mention the few people surrounding the villa, he had brought ten people with him. Including himself, there were a total of eleven people.    

    

Eleven people, eleven guns!    

    

In terms of firepower, he was much stronger than that guy.    

    

Even if that guy was very powerful, it would be hard for him to fight against four hands with two fists. If he appeared one by one, his side might be killed by that guy.    

    

However, if everyone on his side went out together, even that guy wouldn't be able to do anything, right?    

    

Could it be that that guy could still use a pistol as a machine gun?    

    

As long as he fired randomly, he would definitely be able to cause that fellow's body to be riddled with holes in an instant!