Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

After leaving Dongcheng District, Song Qiao did not go towards the Black Dog headquarters. Instead, he took Xia around a corner and headed towards the sphere of influence of another gang.

Because she was teased by Song Qiao during dinner, Xia was still angry, so she suppressed her curiosity and didn't ask any more questions. It was golden to remain silent along the way.

Song Qiao had completely forgotten all the good things she had done at night. She never cared about what others thought. Even if Xia regarded her as a pervert, she could continue to talk nonsense to Xia calmly.

The vehicle stopped at an alley. What was strange was that when it should have been bustling with people, it was unusually quiet.

Song Qiao took off the phone from his wrist and called Tang.

Xia finally understood what Song Qiao was here to do, she wanted to take advantage of him.

The gangster near Black Dog heard that someone in Black Dog had seized power today and planned to take advantage of the chaos to devour Black Dog. Naturally, this matter could not be hidden from anyone who was interested. Tang found out in advance and reported it to Song Qiao in the afternoon.

Song Qiao had already arranged for him and his men to wait for the gangster to pass by, while she herself went deep behind enemy lines to seize the gangster's lair.

"Secretary, do you want to go for a walk after dinner together?" Song Qiao invited.

Although she knew that this person was not hiding anything good, Sia still couldn't hold back the strong curiosity in her heart. She thought, just this time, let's see what this person is going to do, see what she can do, and whether it is worth it. Waste of time here.

After getting out of the car, Song Qiao squinted and looked at a row of small high-rise buildings not far away. The billboards were colorful and the voices of yelling and arguing could be heard from a distance.

Unlike Black Dog, this neighborhood gangster puts his main business in these small high-rises, with one business in each small building, and even the employee dormitories are here.

When Song Qiao and Xia stepped in here, the person responsible for watching noticed them. A sturdy man walked over and glanced at the two of them from top to bottom. "I haven't seen you before. Who are you looking for?"

He had a bulging bag on his waist, probably carrying a firearm. Song Qiao ignored him and stretched out his hand to Xia, "Hold me. There will be many people soon, and I'm afraid I'll crowd you."

Just when Xia was about to say no, Song Qiao continued: "You don't want to get hurt either."

The moment she held that hand, Xia suddenly realized that the other person's hand was very comfortable to hold. Although it was bony, it didn't hurt, and was slightly cool, like jade.

"Fuck you! Are you deaf?!" The sturdy man stretched out his hand angrily, his palm pointing directly at Song Qiao's chest.

The next second, screams sounded, and his arms were neatly broken and fell to the ground.

As the big man screamed, more than a dozen people walked out from all around and surrounded Song Qiao. They took out their guns and aimed. In just two seconds, Song Qiao and Xia would turn into sieves.

The big man screamed, before those people could open fire. Song Qiao raised his leg and kicked him gently in the abdomen. He was kicked away like a football, knocking several people standing behind him away and smashing them together on the billboard. The sound just disappeared.

"Fuck!!!" With an exclamation, the trigger was pulled.

The blue laser bullets were fired, and Song Qiao still had the time to turn around and talk to Xia: "Are you afraid?"

Sia bit her lip and didn't answer.

The bullet stopped one meter away from the two of them, and then after Song Qiao turned around to look over, it immediately rebounded and returned the same way.

Shia's eyes widened in shock and she stammered: "You... aren't you Alpha!" Why is mental power so powerful! It can actually form a force field!

In the blink of an eye, everyone around them died.

Song Qiao held Xia's hand and walked step by step towards the gang headquarters.

"Yes, you want to praise me, right?" Song Qiao said with a smile.

An Ling flew out, and without Song Qiao's instructions, it started to clear out the snipers hiding in the dark.

Song Qiao bent down and picked up a gun from the ground. It was a low-quality laser pistol that could only fire about 15 bullets.

She raised her hand curiously and pulled the trigger straight ahead.

The bullet passed over the building and accurately shot between the eyebrows of the thug hiding in the corner.

It seems that every Omega is an excellent shooter. The powerful mental power can be attached to the bullet, and it can hit whoever you want it to hit.

Currently, shooters are also divided into levels. The distance that the top Omega can control is naturally not comparable to ordinary ones.

Song Qiao was keenly aware of this, suppressed the pride in his heart, and felt that he could be more low-key. It was also a virtue to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

In the next half hour, Sia saw what killing people is like drinking water.

She couldn't imagine that anyone would associate murder with art.

Each of Song Qiao's bullets could hit the enemy accurately. After shooting one gun, she would pick up another one from the ground. After the robbery, she even had time to go into a roadside store to get a bottle of drink.

There was no one in the store, and the store owner was also a gang member. He didn't know where to hide at this time.

Coming out of the gang headquarters, those who had no intention of resisting had already fled. The remaining people were die-hards, so naturally no one was spared.

Standing downstairs, Song Qiao took Xia a few steps away, then lightly snapped his fingers, and the building collapsed.

On another street, Tang led all the Black Dog members to confront the neighbor gangster. The other side wanted to recruit Tang. He stood on the car, holding a big loudspeaker, and moved people with emotion and reason. Tang's people were moved by what he said. .

Tang Que didn't even raise his eyelids, and the same was true for those who survived on the 16th floor in the morning. After experiencing such a terrible scene, they would not betray easily unless Song Qiao died in front of them.

Fear makes people more loyal than interests.

There was a roar of a car, and it made a beautiful flick in the middle of the confrontation street. The front of the car was pointed directly at the people over there, and the lights were so dazzling that the boss couldn't open his eyes.

Under the backlight, he only saw two people getting out of the car opposite. They were both slender and had long flowing hair. They were two women.

Before he could get angry, there was a commotion behind him. He looked back and saw the third child who was looking after the house in his lair.

I saw the always vicious Lao San with a look of panic and fear, as if there was a ghost chasing behind him, "Boss!! She is not a human! She is not a human!! It's over!! It's all over!!"

"What are you talking about!!!"

"Headquarters...the headquarters is gone!!"

Before the boss could ask the reason, the third child suddenly looked at the other side in fear like a duck with its throat strangled.

Following his line of sight, the car turned off its lights at some point. Under the dim street lights, stood a tall and slender beauty. She had dark brown hair that was half-length but not short, and her facial features were delicate and beautiful. The long and slightly curled eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyes under the lamp, making it difficult to see the emotions in her eyes.

The soft, close-fitting white shirt she wore made her look more like an executive of an offshore chamber of commerce than a member of a violent organization.

It was such a woman who was incompatible with the solemn atmosphere around her. In the silence, she spoke her first words after arriving here.

"Ah... you are so slow..." Her eyes fell on the face of the third child. Before anyone could react, a few drops of blood spattered and landed on the face of the boss next to the third child.

The third child has become a headless corpse.

"Again, I'm not a fan of violent solutions to problems."