Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1269: Forcefully Entering the Seoul Gang

His exclamation startled even the boss inside, who rushed out wearing only his underwear.

"What the hell has happened now?"

"Boss, he...he had a gun, Thug and Brother Chun...are dead!"

"Huh? They have guns? What are you waiting for? There are so many of us, let's grab them!"

At his command, the man with the cigarette in his mouth reacted immediately and went downstairs. A short while later, about ten snowmobiles rushed out of the building.

Some of them carried iron bars, some carried long knives, and some carried iron plates.

Even more extreme, one of them had a pressure cooker on his head and chased after Chu Chen in the direction he had left.

Chu Chen rode his snowmobile at high speed toward Sand City.

But not long after they walked out, they heard the roar of snowmobiles behind them.

So he stopped his car and coldly looked at the seven or eight motorcycles behind him: "They're courting death. But it's fine, this tank of gas probably won't get them to Shacheng!"

Thinking of this, Chu Chen used the same trick again, directly pulled out his pistol, and then climbed up the embankment of the highway.

"He's going to run, brothers, speed things up!"

Seeing Chu Chen abandon the car and start climbing up the slope, the leading man thought Chu Chen was going to run away, so he excitedly twisted the accelerator and rushed towards Chu Chen at high speed.

In no time, eight motorcycles and seventeen people surrounded Chu Chen.

Chu Chen looked at the man with the pressure cooker on his head and burst into laughter: "Hahaha, brother, this helmet of yours has made me happy today. You won't die in a bit!"

"Hmph, kid, there are seventeen of us. How many bullets do you have?"

"Be smart and hand over your weapons and food, or don't blame us for taking action!"

Just as Chu Chen was laughing at the man with the pressure cooker, the leader, holding an iron plate, pointed directly at Chu Chen and shouted arrogantly.

Without wasting words, Chu Chen fired a shot directly at the iron plate.

"Sigh, nine millimeters still isn't enough!"

Seeing the bullets being blocked, Chu Chen shook his head and then pointed his gun directly at the other unprotected people.

Two shots rang out, and the two thugs were taken down.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. They never dreamed that Chu Chen would actually fire at them directly.

We clearly have the numerical advantage!

"Brothers, this kid's gone mad, let's all go and take him down."

At the command of the man wielding the iron plate, fifteen men charged directly towards Chu Chen.

However, they overlooked one problem: Chu Chen's spiritual power was far stronger than that of ordinary people.

If it were an ordinary person carrying only a pistol, they would probably be defeated by fifteen people charging at them.

But they were facing an ancient monster that had lived for hundreds of years.

Chu Chen smiled as he looked at the newcomers, then raised his pistol and fired a precise shot at their heads, one after another.

In no time, only ten of the fifteen people remained.

At that moment, several men wielding long swords rushed up to Chu Chen.

One of the henchmen seized the opportunity and stabbed Chu Chen with a knife.

I originally thought that a mere mortal body could hardly withstand such a sharp longsword.

But the next moment, he showed an incredulous expression.

Because the knife in his hand was pressed firmly against his body without penetrating even a fraction of an inch.

"Ah...a ghost! He...he can't be killed!"

At his shout, everyone turned to look at the long knife that had stabbed Chu Chen but hadn't harmed him at all.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Upon seeing this, the leader immediately retreated onto the highway, placed the iron plate in front of him, and knelt down.

"Brother, no... Boss, don't kill us! We know we were wrong!"

When everyone saw that even their elder brother had knelt down, they all retreated to the highway and knelt down to beg for mercy from Chu Chen.

Chu Chen loaded the magazine in his hand with bullets one by one, then looked at them with a smile.

Especially when they saw the man with the pressure cooker on his head, they inexplicably burst out laughing.

"Haha, you guys do have some knowledge. It's only polite to reciprocate. Take me to see this so-called Seoul Gang you mentioned."

After saying that, he stuffed a full magazine back into the gun and cocked it with a click.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing the sound of the gun being cocked.

But Chu Chen then got on his snowmobile and turned around to shout, "Let's go, lead the way!"

Seeing that Chu Chen had stopped killing, the group breathed a sigh of relief. The remaining members then rode snowmobiles and headed straight for the headquarters of the Seoul Gang with Chu Chen.

A short while later, the group arrived at the foot of the building.

Upon entering the building, Chu Chen discovered that the inside and outside were completely different worlds.

Because the protective suit can automatically regulate the temperature, Chu Chen cannot feel the temperature around him at this moment, but he can see that there is no longer any ice and snow inside, and it is no different from where everyone lived before.

Without lingering, Chu Chen had them lead him directly to their boss's room.

As soon as Chu Chen entered, he saw a fat man wearing only a pair of shorts looking at him warily.

Or rather, he looked at the pistol in his hand with a wary expression.

Just then, the henchman who had been besieging Chu Chen walked right up to his boss and whispered a few words in his ear.

In an instant, the fat boss's expression changed from disbelief to surprise.

"What did you say? Invulnerable to swords and spears?"

Seeing his surprised expression, Chu Chen didn't explain, but instead raised his pistol.

"You're their leader?"

"Heh, kid, my men say you're invulnerable to swords and spears, but I just don't believe it."

"Why don't you try it and see?"

"Okay, you've got guts."

After saying that, the fat leader quickly picked up the knife on the table, took a step forward, and stabbed it directly into Chu Chen's stomach.

The next moment, he knelt down on the ground.

"Brother, I was wrong!"

"Heh, now you realize you were wrong, isn't it too late?"

Chu Chen held the gun to his head, his face full of disdain.

However, he did not intend to kill anyone; after all, in this world, he had once been a law-abiding citizen.

This frozen crisis may have killed most of them. After all, they were our own compatriots.

"Alright, get up. Show me what your family's wealth is like!"