Liu Zhizhong was really upset, this was indeed a problem!

How are there so many crime syndicates in Singapore? This is really not ethical.

Right now, Liu Zhizhong didn't make a move; he could only sit down and say, "Don't act recklessly! I know the bullets in your gun have more gunpowder than those here."

The other person coldly said, "Good that you know. We have our own grudges, you have nothing to do with this, so I advise you not to get involved, or I'll blow your head off."

Liu Zhizhong looked at the dark gun muzzle pointed at him, and indeed felt waves of fear in his heart.

He could only shake his head, "Alright, your business?"

"Mind your own business, don't ask!"

The other person held the gun aimed at Liu Zhizhong, then raised his coffee with his other hand, taking a sip.

Liu Zhizhong had to shut his mouth, sitting back, picking up the tap water to drink, while keeping an eye on the battle on the surveillance screen.

Soon, Wen Bao had fought his way out, blowing out the eyes of two guys, taking them down.

Six on one turned into three on one.

Wen Bao moved agilely, entering the jungle combat area over there.

The remaining three pursued him in a triangle formation.

Both sides engaged back and forth, gunshots and bullets flying, it was too real and exciting.

Liu Zhizhong was secretly excited, Wen Bao was impressive, very good indeed.

The man drinking coffee could hardly sit still, actually cursing, "Really a bunch of useless trash!"

Then he immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie: "Everyone move out, don't let him leave alive!"

Just then, the surveillance footage showed each training area was swarmed by a group of trainees, clearly part of the crime syndicates, equipped with both long and short guns.

It seemed there were about twenty-something people.

With such a power disparity, can Wen Bao handle it?

Although he had snatched a foldable submachine gun, evidently he still didn't have any advantage!

Liu Zhizhong was feeling a bit anxious inside.

And the man looked at Liu Zhizhong, sneering, "What's wrong? Worried about him?"

Liu Zhizhong shook his head, gave a bitter smile, "You really have no ethics, do you? In our line of business, we value fairness, but what you're doing is without any sense of justice."

The man coldly said, "Don't interfere with our business, today Leopard Head must die here!"

"Leopard Head? Haha... Is that his nickname in the underworld? Pretty impressive!" Liu Zhizhong chuckled, feeling it was quite fitting since Wen Bao seemed really formidable now.

With so many people attacking him, he wasn't showing any signs of falling behind, and in the midst of speaking, he managed to take down three more.

"Pretty impressive still doesn't help. Once today is over, the top figure in Southeast Asia's Dark World will become history."

Liu Zhizhong was shocked, "You mean... he's the top figure in Southeast Asia's Dark World?"

The other person looked at him curiously, "What? Aren't you friends? How come you didn't know this?"

Liu Zhizhong shook his head with a bitter smile, "I really didn't know. No wonder, he certainly is impressive, sigh..."

"Being impressive doesn't help, he must die today!"

"Do you have a grudge against him?"

"Don't get involved! Damn it..."

Saying this, the man stood up, looking at the surveillance with a furious expression.

Because Wen Bao had just consecutively taken down five men, using their bullets to shoot them repeatedly, aiming for their eyes and forehead, bullets piercing through, making it impossible to survive...