"Young man, don't be impulsive." Su sat in his place, one hand on his chest, and said, "Sit down, let's talk calmly. We admit you have more people than us, but if it really comes down to a fight, you may accidentally get hurt, and that wouldn't be good, right? In a fight involving hundreds of people, can you really protect yourself?"
"Oh? I think my fists are pretty tough." Song Yun said with a smile.
"Tough? Against this, do you still think you're tough?" Su reached into his coat and slightly revealed the muzzle of a gun from his clothes, pointing it at Song Yun.
"Do you think your fists can be tougher than this?" Su's face was full of a satisfied expression.
Song Yun said in surprise, "Wow, you have a gun too?"
"Doing business, you always have to be prepared, right?" Su said with a smile.
"Only you have a gun?" Song Yun bent slightly, looking at Su, and said, "In terms of people, you can't compare with me, in terms of guns, you don't have much either!"
