Sorcerer in the Women's World

After hearing the two rejections, the 'transvestite's face immediately turned cold.

Stepping on the chair next to her, she narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "You have to think carefully. No one has ever dared to not pay the money they owe me…"

"Moreover, if he stays, it'll just take a little bit of physical strength. When the time comes, he can eat some good food to make up for it. He can also get some benefits from me. But, if the one who stays is you, then…"

As the 'transvestite' spoke, she glanced at Alice's legs.

The message she was trying to convey was very simple. She wanted to break Alice's legs.

After saying that, the 'transvestite' even clapped her hands on the door behind her.

"Boom…"

Just as she clapped her hands, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Dong, dong, dong…"

A group of fierce-looking women walked in. Their bodies were covered with all kinds of tattoos, just like the people in the room.

It was obvious that they were in the same group as the people in the room.

Seeing that she and the others were surrounded, Alice's face turned pale with fear.

She looked at the 'transvestite' opposite her with trembling hands and said softly, "Do you still mean what you just said?"

When the 'transvestite' heard that, she thought Alice wanted to leave her younger brother behind to pay off the debt, so the corners of her mouth curled up into a disdainful smile. "Can't you just do it earlier? My terms have never changed."

"Alright!"

Alice gathered a lot of courage and turned to look at her younger brother, Welsh, who was beside her.

"This matter was caused by me, so I should be the one bearing the responsibility. You should go home earlier. This place is not safe for boys…"

Halfway through her words, she was pulled behind by her younger brother and protected tightly.

"Hmph…"

Welsh sneered and looked at the 'transvestite' in disdain.

Welsh stretched out his index finger and looked at the gang members around him.

"Do you think you can keep us here with these rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs?"

The 'transvestite' and her subordinates were all stunned when they heard Welsh's words.

Immediately after, a wave of anger rose and they all looked at Welsh with uncontrollable fury.

The 'transvestite' even started to speak harshly.

"Brat, you're dead. How dare you talk to me like that. Later, when they capture you and tie you to the bed, I'll make you eat Viagra for a month…"

"This time, I'll make you suffer. I'll make you wish you were dead…"

Looking at the noisy 'transvestite', Welsh felt frustrated.

He reached out his right hand, strode in front of her and slapped her face hard.

"Boom…"

A loud sound was heard. Before anyone could react, they saw their leader lying on the ground.

This scene shocked all the other gang members present.

Even when they saw Welsh leaving the room with Alice, they did not dare to stop him.

They were afraid that they would follow in their leader's footsteps.

After all, even if they caught the handsome guy, they would not have a share. All of it was taken by the higher-ups.

After seeing that no one dared to stop them, Welsh immediately turned around and led Alice out of the door.

"Did I let you go?"

Just as the two of them were about to reach the door, the voice of the 'transvestite' came from behind them again.

The 'transvestite', who had been groaning on the ground, suddenly stood up and took out a Remington shotgun from the sofa behind her.

"Brat, you're quite fast and quite skilled, huh? I'd like to see whether it's your actions that are faster or my bullets that are faster!"

Welsh frowned when he saw this scene.

He naturally knew how powerful firearms were in this world.

They were powerful, fast and accurate.

At least, based on the strength that he had recovered, he was indeed no match for firearms.

When the 'transvestite' saw that Welsh was rooted to the spot and did not dare to act rashly, she was extremely happy for a moment.

"Come on, aren't you quite powerful?"

As she spoke, she slowly walked towards Welsh.

She wanted to humiliate Welsh and take revenge for being beaten to the ground earlier.

Looking at the rampant appearance of the 'transvestite', Welsh also frowned. His mind spun frantically, trying to find a way to subdue her.

Welsh's eyes suddenly lit up as he watched the 'transvestite' approached him step by step.

He saw something on the ground that could help him resolve this difficult situation.

A long white cloth strip.

This was the thing that the 'transvestite' had just used to conceal her identity as a woman.

At this moment, it was quietly lying by the side, less than ten centimeters away from her feet…

"@#% …"

Welsh muttered a few words softly, and the white cloth strip began to move, slowly wrapping around the 'transvestite's' feet.

Seeing that the 'transvestite' was still walking towards him without realizing it, Welsh silently estimated the distance between them.

Finally, when the 'transvestite' was less than three meters away from him, Welsh made his move.

He gently shook his finger, and the cloth that was originally loosely wrapped around the body of the 'transvestite' immediately tightened.

This change caused the 'transvestite' who was initially walking to fall down.

"Aiya…"

"Boom…"

The first sound was the surprised cry of the 'transvestite' when she fell down, and the second sound was from the Remington in her hand when it went off.

When the 'transvestite' fell down, Welsh did not hesitate and immediately took a step forward. He rushed in front of her, stretched out his hand and fiercely snatched the gun in her hand.

Holding the Remington in his hand, he carefully looked at the marks on the wall behind him, left by what he thought was a gunshot.

Welsh said with great interest, "So this is a gun."

Looking at the terrified people around him, Welsh suddenly became playful and picked up the Remington. He scanned the people around him.

Everyone raised their hands to show their obedience in the direction Welsh pointed his gun.

Seeing the fearful looks of the people around him, Welsh said with a sigh, "So this is the deterrent power of a gun. It's really amazing!"

After saying that, the fingers that he used to hold Remington moved slightly.

He first removed the bullets inside, then dismembered the gun as if he was performing surgery.

He casually threw the parts in his hand down.

The iron parts made waves of sounds on the table.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

"Snort…"

Looking at the people in the room, they had lost the courage to make things difficult for him. Welsh nodded and sneered at the surrounding people. He took Alice's hand and walked out of the door.

"Useless people…"