This young man can be favored by the old god of war, and he will definitely leap into the dragon gate in the future......

Hearing this, Zheng Shaoqiu frowned slightly, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't dare, under the low status, limited ability, dare not toast. ”

After a pause, he added lightly: "There is a piece of advice, please accept it." ”

Qin Wanyu was slightly stunned when she heard this, a look of doubt flashed in her good-looking eyes, and she asked out loud, "What words?"

Zheng Shaoqiu picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, then pursed his lips vigorously, stared at Qin Wanyu directly, and said lightly: "Your own dog, you must take care of it, lest you be beaten to death by someone one day." ”

These words exploded directly in Qin Wanyu's ears like thunder, and she immediately turned white, her lips moved, and she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back weakly.

Zheng Shaoqiu's face was gloomy as if he could drip water, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was hideous and terrifying, just looking at it gave people a creepy feeling.

Seeing this, Qin Wanyu subconsciously covered her chest and staggered back two steps, her face pale.

At this moment, suddenly a figure rushed over quickly, going straight around the table on Zheng Shaoqiu's side......

Zheng Shaoqiu narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and frowned slightly.

This person is the original owner of the flintlock pistol, Xu Xueming.

He looked to be about thirty years old, and he came straight to Zheng Shaoqiu, then took two steps forward, and knelt next to Zheng Shaoqiu with a pop of horror in a shocked gaze.

He was on his knees, facing the main table two meters away, where the old god of war dined.

Immediately, Xu Xueming's face turned the color of pig liver, and he hissed a few times: "Please ask the old lady to administer justice for me!"

When the words fell, the venue suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and all the guests present did not change their color, and they were stunned on the spot.

Xu Xueming knelt on the ground in embarrassment, snot mixed with tears flowing down together, and his voice was a little hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing on the ground.

"Old lady, please administer justice for me, please administer justice for me......"

Seeing this scene in front of him, there was a sudden gasp sound on the field.

The VIPs present have some understanding, Xu Xueming is worth a lot of money, he has done a good job in the tourism industry, and he is famous in Tianning Province, and he is one of the top richest people.

But......

Everyone never expected that he would actually kneel in front of the old god of war and ask the old lady to administer justice?

Many people were shocked and angry, their faces became more and more ugly, and there was a faint fire in their chests, about to erupt.

You know, what is the occasion today?

There is a high probability that it will be the last chance for the old god of war to show his face.

Moreover, it is also a very important birthday!

The old god of war has lived until now, and he has deepened his luck in the dark and has been favored by God, but even so, his body and bones are not as good as day by day, it is no exaggeration to say, old lady, there is not much time left.

However, on such a grand occasion, this Xu Xueming ignored it and made such a fuss!

This is simply too bad in nature!

It's just a big rebellion!

Xu Xueming knelt on the ground with a puff, and the rich people at several tables around him were so frightened that their faces changed greatly, and they stood up with a surprise in their eyes that could not be concealed.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uproar, and finally the silence returned to it, and the falling needles could be heard.

Three seconds ago, it was still staggered, the guests and hosts were happy, but now it has become extremely weird, everyone is like statues, standing in place, motionless, and even dare not come out.

If the eyes can kill, Xu Xueming, who was kneeling on the ground with a sad face, would have been poked with thousands of holes in the morning, and he couldn't die.

Xu Xueming's body trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because of excitement or fear, he faced the main table of the old god of war, knocked his head three times in a row, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out.

Life is like a ghost, and it is sad to hear it.

"Old lady, you must administer justice for me......"

"My wife is dead, my children are dead, they are innocent......"

"They died unjustly......"

"Please, please, old lady......"

"Justice for me, wow......"

When the words fell, all the guests and rich people present changed their faces together.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the hall, and more than a dozen guards poured up like a tide in all directions, with resolute expressions and cold expressions.

Among them, the five fastest people ignored Xu Xueming who was kneeling on the ground, but strode in front of the old god of war, and the cold weapons in their hands were like eyes, exuding a heart-palpitating luster.

Then, another person stood straight in front of the old god of war, he was wearing a black power suit, his face was solemn, not chaotic at all, and immediately, his wrist shook slightly, and a slight sound of machine reinforcement came.

The next moment, the silver suitcase suddenly turned into a bulletproof shield.

Seeing this scene in front of them, everyone's faces turned pale with fright, cold sweat oozed from their foreheads, and their backs were wet, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

Right here, a strong man with muscles all over his body, like a dragon coiled on his upper body, suddenly took an arrow step, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of Xu Xueming.

Without the slightest hesitation, the fourth brother directly raised his fan-like palm, slapped Xu Xueming on the shoulder, and then reached out with his left hand into a claw, clasped the other party's shoulder blade, and used a little force.

Caught off guard, Xu Xueming was like a doll without the power to resist, and he was knocked to the ground in three or two clicks.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth brother hunched his back and bent his knees, pressing on Xu Xueming's chest, and then two copper-cast iron-like hands clasped Xu Xueming's arms with their backhands.

Slightly harder!

"Click!"

"Click!"

After two slight muffled sounds, Xu Xueming's arm hung down softly.

In a blink of an eye, the fourth brother removed Xu Xueming's joints, and it was the most domineering grappling used, but this was not the end.

The fourth brother stretched out his big fan-like hand, searching for Xu Xueming's body inch by inch, and his movements were extremely familiar and fast.

After finding nothing abnormal, he stood up suddenly, grabbed Xu Xueming's neck, and threw it to the side like a chicken.

From his shot to the end, it was only five seconds, but it left an inexplicable impression.

At the same time, two men in uniform strode forward, rushed to Xu Xueming's side, stepped on it with their feet, and took out a special strap from their waists, and tied it in circles.

The other person took out a professional detector and scanned Xu Xueming's body from top to bottom, and after confirming that he was not carrying any dangerous items, he nodded towards the fourth brother.