Xiao Qi slowly stepped forward, crossed his hands and moved freely, his calm eyes stared coldly at the person in front of him, and the scar at the corner of his eye made people unconsciously rise a chill from the bottom of his heart.

The calm face gave people a sense of non-anger and self-authority, and a fierce murderous aura came to the face.

Why is this man so murderous?

Is he the reincarnation of a killing god?

The noise around me has gradually become much quieter.

I don't know when, the atmosphere in the field has become extremely depressing.

The saliva that had been accumulated for a long time couldn't help but swallow.

"You... Don't come here!"

A man kept beating the crackling electric baton in his hand, but his body couldn't help but retreat backwards.

"You're coming, don't blame me!"

His face was full of expression, but his trembling hands had betrayed his heart at this time.

"You, let me come out!" The cold voice seemed to tear a hole in this oppressive space, making people take a rare deep breath.

"You... Go back!"

In the face of this person, he didn't have the courage to say fierce words again, the electric baton in his hand seemed to have become an ornament, his hands were raised, and he put it in front of him, and he didn't dare to take a step out.

"Go back?"

As soon as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and went to the man's throat, and in his astonishment, he only heard a click! A limp body slowly fell, but the electric baton in his hand caused the body to convulse incessantly.

With the fall of one person, Xiao Qi's figure did not stop, and rushed directly into the crowd, and in a moment, there was a bang, and several black-clothed people who intercepted them all fell, and the field was suddenly quiet to a strange point.

Xiao Qi tidied up the corners of his clothes lightly, and looked around, none of the businessmen and rich people who came and went dared to look at this person for a few seconds, and all of them twisted away.

Rumble!

The roar of the car sounded, and before everyone came back to their senses, only the back of the emperor's luxury car and the Yanchen who had never shown up were left in front of them.

"It seems that things are not as spread by Patriarch Ning!"

"Yes, to say that he killed innocents indiscriminately and killed people without blinking, I don't think this is necessarily true!"

"There's a good show to watch today, let's go!"

Everyone who picked up a life from the brink of death was rejoicing.

Although it was to attend the funeral of the Ning family, there were also people who were a little unaccustomed to the style of the Ning family.

A mourning hall has been built in the center of Ning's manor, and funeral music is sounding in a low voice from time to time.

There are a lot of Ning family descendants gathered here, each wearing filial piety cloth standing on the side, for the death of the eldest son, some people are worried, some people are indifferent, as long as they can keep their own one-third of an acre, whether they die or not has nothing to do with him, everyone's face in the family is vividly reflected here, but there is a sad look on the face.

"Father, will that Yanchen definitely come today? I've already arranged it, just wait for him!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, for your father, you must cut this Yanchen today and avenge your eldest brother!"

Looking at his father's confident light, Ning Que also relieved himself.

At the same time, they didn't know what was happening at the gate of the manor, and they were still immersed in the thrill of being able to slash Yanchen today.

"Who the is this, dare to drive in!"

"What about people, what about the security guard, smash that car for me!"

Seeing a pitch-black car figure in the distance driving towards this side quickly, someone was already shouting.

"What's wrong!" Ning Ziping, who was in the mourning hall, heard the sound outside and walked out quickly.

"Who put it in!" Ning Ziping looked at the vehicles coming this way with a gloomy face.

A loud shout silenced everyone around him, for fear of angering this person,

Seeing that the speed of the incoming car did not decrease at all, it was about to rush over.

"Stop it!"

Ning Ziping let out a loud shout, and suddenly rushed out from the surrounding area Many black-clothed people surrounded him, each holding a pistol in his hand, and the black muzzle was all aimed at the comer.

Laugh at!

With a soft sound, the vehicle stopped steadily in front of everyone.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, and some people in the crowd couldn't help but feel panic in their hearts and pulled the trigger directly, but only a trace of dust splashed on the glass of the incoming car, but there was no trace left.

Boom!

On the verge of death, no one can still make Tarzan collapse in front of him without changing his face.

"Patriarch Ning, long time no see!"

With a word, the door slowly opened.

I saw that the person who came was swordsman, handsome, and noble and extraordinary.

"Yanchen!"

The low words came out of Ning Ziping's mouth, but it caused turmoil among many people around him.

This person is really not afraid of death, but he didn't expect the patriarch to use a firearm, which is not allowed to be used openly in the Xia Kingdom.

"Haha... You're finally here!"

The sound outside also alarmed Ning Que, and he got up and walked out with the help of others, and when he saw Yan Chen, a touch of crimson suddenly rose on his face, and he couldn't help but show a happy smile.

Scold!

With a clear sound, the car door on the other side was slowly opened, and Xiao Qi walked in front of everyone step by step, "You fired the gun just now?"

The words were filled with a murderous intent.

The people around Ning Ziping have not experienced murder, and there are not a few people who have even killed, but when facing Shang Xiaoqi's eyes, there is even a hint of dodging.

"Yanchen, what are you doing?" At this time, the killing intent that permeated the surroundings dissipated somewhat with Ning Ziping's opening.

Having sat in a high position for a long time, he also understands the role of momentum, and the oppressive space instantly allows people to get a trace of release.

"Patriarch Ning, you're a little lacking in hospitality, greet me with this little thing?" As he spoke, the space around him became oppressive again.

I saw Yan Chen stretch out his hand and lean forward, and in the consternation of everyone, a dark gun appeared in his hand, and after playing with it a few times, the muzzle of the gun was directly aimed at Ning Ziping's forehead.

"Put down your gun! What are you doing! How dare you be disrespectful to my boss!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

There was a lot of running sounds around suddenly, and several black-clothed people appeared again, fully armed, swarming in, all aiming their guns at Yanchen.

Following this voice, Yanchen slowly looked over, "This is your hole card?"

I am afraid that Yan Chen is the only one who can do not change his face in the midst of many guns.

"Yes, Yanchen, I really underestimated you! you are the most courageous person I have ever seen, but you are afraid that you will also die on the lone wolf I cultivated!"

At this time, a burly man walked through the crowd and walked up directly, looking at Yanchen with disdain on his face, "You'd better put down your gun, or I don't mind opening a hole in your head first!"

A silver-white pistol kept rolling in his hand, making people look a little dazzled indeed.