Chapter 53

Just as Lu Hu and Mo Lin were causing chaos, Zhan Yi also sneaked into the courtyard and headed straight for the second floor of the small building in front. After reaching the second floor, he searched for a while and finally found a safe in a room that looked like an office.

Using his energy to blow open the safe, he saw a pile of cash and gold bars inside, along with two submachine guns and several magazines. This made Zhan Yi feel an intense thrill, and he thought to himself with a wicked smile: I wonder what those Yin-Yang guys will look like when they see these weapons.

He quickly took off his coat, stuffed all the valuables from the safe into it, and tied the sleeves around his back. Then, he grabbed the submachine gun and ran towards the door. However, just as he reached the corridor on the second floor, he saw several people coming out of other rooms. They were all startled to see Zhan Yi and shouted, "Bakayarou, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to do what your mother should have done, hahaha..." Zhan Yi laughed loudly and started firing the submachine gun.

"Ahhh..." The cries of agony echoed as the poor guys were shot before they could even muster their energy.

Zhan Yi looked at his handiwork, blew on the gun barrel like a villain in a movie, and a smug smile appeared on his face: Hehe... it seems that low-level cultivators can't withstand bullets.

After that, he smashed a large hole in the glass on the second floor with the gun and jumped into the courtyard. At this moment, a large group of people in the courtyard were rushing to the gate to chase after Lu Hu and Mo Lin. Zhan Yi stood behind them and shouted, "Everyone, look over here, there's a good show."

The guys turned their heads in unison at the sound of his voice. But when they saw the submachine gun in Zhan Yi's hand, they immediately knew something was wrong. One of them shouted loudly, "Bakayarou, everyone, run, he has a submachine gun."

However, before he could finish his shout, a row of bullets had already arrived. They tried to dodge, but it was too close, and they were all bunched together. Only a few managed to avoid the bullets, while the rest were hit and fell to the ground.

"Ahhh... Bakayarou, we've been ambushed." Some of them screamed in pain, while others squeezed out the door.

Zhan Yi took advantage of the chaos and charged towards the gate, firing the submachine gun. He quickly made it out of the gate under the cover of the bullets. However, just as he reached the door, he felt a strong gust of wind, and the powerful energy made him jump in surprise. He quickly dodged to the side, but it was a bit too late. A burst of energy hit his shoulder, sending him flying.

With a thud, Zhan Yi landed on the ground. He turned to look in the direction the energy had come from and saw a middle-aged man in a white samurai uniform looking at him with disdain: "Bakayarou, boy, you're Zhan Yi, right? Today is your day of death."

"Go to hell, I'm your grandpa Zhan." Zhan Yi was furious and started cursing. Although he had been attacked, his body's resistance to the five elements prevented him from being seriously injured. He quickly stood up and raised his gun without hesitation.

"Hahaha... Zhan Yi, do you really think bullets can hurt me?" The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and the others seemed to have great confidence in him, gathering around him.

"Of course, I don't believe you can block bullets. Why don't you try taking a couple of shots?" Zhan Yi said matter-of-factly.

"Alright, today I'll show you what a true expert is. Shoot, I'll wait until you run out of bullets before I kill you." The middle-aged man seemed extremely confident.

"Indeed, you're a true expert. But today, I'll see how many bullets you can block." Zhan Yi raised his gun and fired, but not at the middle-aged man. Instead, he aimed at the ordinary Yin-Yang group members around him.

"Ahhh..." Another round of screams echoed as the guys who were trying to watch the show realized that Zhan Yi had no intention of shooting the middle-aged man. When the bullets hit their bodies, they knew Zhan Yi had never planned to.

"Bakayarou, boy, you're too despicable. I'll kill you." The middle-aged man was also caught off guard. He had intended to show off his prowess when the bullets were fired to intimidate Zhan Yi, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a pile of his subordinates lying on the ground. He gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Despicable, my ass. When dealing with scum like you, I never hold back. Hahaha." Zhan Yi laughed triumphantly, reloading the submachine gun as he spoke.

"Looking for death, I'll kill you, boy." The middle-aged man was furious. He shouted and waved his hands, sending a burst of energy towards Zhan Yi.

Zhan Yi felt the power of the energy and knew he was no match for the man. He didn't try to block it but dodged to the side, firing at the others as he moved.

"Ahhh..." More people were hit and fell to the ground. The spot where Zhan Yi had been standing was hit by the energy, sending up a cloud of dust. When the dust cleared, there was a large crater about a meter in diameter.

Zhan Yi sucked in a cold breath. The man's strength was indeed formidable, at least at the Golden Core stage. He had to call Mo Lin over; otherwise, if the man used his full power, he would have a hard time escaping.

With this in mind, he dodged the man's attacks and shouted, "Mo Lin, where are you?"

"Ah, boss, are you looking for me?" Mo Lin's voice came from behind him just as he dodged two attacks.

Zhan Yi turned to see Mo Lin carrying Dong Dabao, who was unconscious with his eyes closed. Behind them was Lu Hu, and a group of Yin-Yang group members were chasing them. Zhan Yi didn't hesitate and gave orders: "Mo Lin, take on that expert. Lu Hu, protect Dabao. I'll deal with the pursuers."

The two immediately nodded. Mo Lin threw Dong Dabao to Lu Hu and flashed forward, releasing a burst of energy that collided with the middle-aged man's energy. There was a loud explosion, and both of them took a step back.

Zhan Yi didn't waste any time. He jumped to the other side and started firing the submachine gun at the people chasing Lu Hu and Mo Lin. They had thought Zhan Yi wouldn't be much of a threat, but when they saw him raise his gun, they quickly scattered. The guys behind them, who hadn't seen what was happening, were caught in the crossfire. Many were hit before they even knew what was happening.

Lu Hu, with his mouth wide open, said in disbelief, "Wow, boss, where did you get those guns?"

"Hehe... from the safe. I never expected such a surprise." Zhan Yi laughed wickedly and reloaded the last two magazines, continuing to fire.

However, this time, fewer people were hit. The Yin-Yang group members weren't fools. After seeing their comrades fall, they had spread out. When Zhan Yi's bullets ran out, he quickly holstered the two guns and said to Mo Lin and Lu Hu, "Alright, let's fight and retreat. I've already called 110 and reported terrorists here. Let the police handle them with their guns. Hehe..."