And at this time, a few people had already walked in at the door, even if Ding Benjun was in such a high position, he still shouted in surprise at the arrival of this person: "Old throat-!" ”

This old man, with a cangsang face, is no different from an ordinary old man, but from the moment he walked in, this powerful shock feeling was more unbearable than Ding Benjun, and even his breath became heavy, which is a feeling given by a natural martial artist.

Or can be indifferent to each other, only Xiao Qiufeng, who should come, finally all of them are here today.

It just so happens that solving it once also saves him time.

In the face of everyone's respect for Ding Benjun, but the old throat only flashed in his eyes, and the old appearance became high-spirited and arrogant at this moment, with a cold greeting.

"It turns out that the old chief is also here, and the old throat is here today, and there are some private matters that need to be understood."

This is not a greeting, just faint like an old friend, there is no concealment, no politeness, just a simple telling of the intention.

"Hahaha - I think the Xiao family is so arrogant, it turns out that Ding Bo is supporting them, it's no wonder." Behind the old throat, it was Pang Bingquan who walked in slowly, he stared at Ding Benjun, his face was not very good, and he called Ding Bo in his mouth, but there was no such respect on his face.

Because they are originally opposites, in this top-level power struggle, none of them can help anyone?

The old man was not angry, looking at the person who walked in, but he also smiled a little proudly, he turned around, faced Xiao Qiufeng, and said very ambiguously: "Young man, it seems that I really underestimate you, you have offended a lot of people, but even the old throat can invite people to move, you can also offend, it seems that your ability to cause trouble is indeed not small." ”

Ding Benjun didn't expect that this young man of the Xiao family would be so extraordinary.

Don't talk about Xiang Hu, anyone here can raze the Xiao family to the ground, but the Xiao family still exists, which can't help but make him secretly surprised in his heart, what does this young man rely on.

The phone rang very suddenly, Liu Yanyue's phone.

The moment she put down the phone, Liu Yanyue's face already had a few faint smiles, and she said: "Feng, the Lin family finally couldn't help but make a move, they should think that our Xiao family has no power to fight back, this kind of person, if they don't let them hurt their hearts and lungs, they won't get a lesson." ”

There is another Lin family, and Ding Benjun's eyes are even hotter.

To get to know a person, one can first look at his friends, or look at his enemies.

At this moment, he had seen enough.

Xiao Qiufeng nodded, at this moment, for the Xiao family, it was full of smoke, and with the relationship between Pang Bingquan and the Lin family, at this moment, I believe that Lin Beimin already knew that he was cunning, and of course he would not give up this opportunity.

"Tell Leng Feng and let him cooperate, I want Lin Beimin to know that there is nothing in the world that is not earned for nothing, and often the moment he wants to get it, he will pay a price that he can't think of."

Yunmei wanted to go, hinted to the old man, but the old man shook his head, but asked people to move a stool and sit down slowly, this kind of good show, he hasn't seen it for many years, Xiang Hu's matter, he has dealt with it, but Pang Bingquan's matter is not within the scope of his handling, he really wants to see the result.

Old Throat was still his usual indifference, and he stepped forward gently.

"Young man, you are very good, much better than him, no wonder they can't beat you." In the crisis, his indifferent peace, not impatience, and the feeling of holding everything in his hands made the old throat also very good.

He is not a sycophant person by nature, not to mention that the young man in front of him is not enough for him to shoot, but good is good, he is never stingy, just like criticizing Xiang Feige, he will not hide his sincere thoughts in his heart.

"Old throat is too polite, I know you owe the Pang family a favor, in fact, a long time ago, I already wanted to learn about your thirty-six flame lock throat gun, today, I hope you can give me this opportunity."

The tone was flat, but there was a kind of arrogance that soared to the sky, and for a moment, not only the old throat, but even Ding Benjun couldn't believe his ears.

He never thought, or dared not think, that in his lifetime, there would be people who would dare to challenge the old throat of the gun king.

But now, all this is happening in front of him.

If this young man is not an idiot who doesn't know how powerful, then he is a real hero, looking back at his granddaughter who looked cold and sad, Ding Benjun suddenly found that his granddaughter likes this young man, and it doesn't seem to be as ridiculous as he imagined.

Life is too lonely, it is rare to see this kind of young person, Ding Benjun thought, this Xiao family is really not simple, and the person who can fight with the old throat can definitely be famous in the world.

Pang Bingquan smiled coldly, with some disdainful contempt, he couldn't stand all the worship of this man here, he wanted to defeat him and trample him under his feet.

But at this point, he can only hit with his mouth.

"Do you know who he is? Do you know that as soon as he makes a move, you will die, do you know that as soon as you die, your Xiao family will play with eggs, and all the women behind you will be my playthings? ”

The pre-war stimulus was to disrupt this man's confidence and discourage him.

"Slap-" and a slap have already fallen on his face, this is not Xiao Qiufeng's blow, but Feng Xi standing next to Xiao Qiufeng.

"You are just a waste, how do you know that a real man, even if he dies, will not let the woman he loves be humiliated, if he really has no faith, you will be the first person to be killed here."

"Sister Feng, don't talk to animals, he's just a dog in human skin, he wants to irritate my brother-in-law, and he's not worthy of it."

Pang Bingquan's gloomy eyes had a kind of ** killing, although it was just a flash, but it had been captured by Xiao Qiufeng.

"Pang Bingquan, I don't want to kill you at the moment, but don't force me, otherwise even if Pang Changming is here, you will die."

Glancing at this angry eye, Pang Bingquan's momentum was greatly reduced, and his figure took two steps back slightly, leaving this kind of facing formation to Lao Yan, they were today's opponents.

But what disappointed Pang Bingquan was that the old throat had already said softly: "Young man, even if you lose today, the old throat will not kill you, my old man has not felt this way for a long time." ”

Here, or only Xiao Qiufeng knows what he means by this sentence.

The master is too lonely, it is rare to meet an opponent, not to mention a master with the same spleen surname, they can not only become opponents, but also become confidants.

In the backyard, there is a large grass, although the sun shines strongly, but this intensity is covered by this invisible battle intent, and all the people are looking at Xiao Qiufeng.

Ding Meiting also stood quietly in a corner, her heart had been occupied by this man, although she deliberately avoided everyone's eyes, but that kind of sad emotion did not escape the eyes of the women, but at this moment, no one stepped forward to talk to her, some things need to be broken by yourself.

The old throat stood there quietly, like a mountain, a mountain that no one could shake.

Xiao Qiufeng also stood quietly, indifferent as the sea, vast and thousands of miles, so that people could not capture his depth.

They were fighting, but they were all enjoying the joy of the war at the same time.

"Hahaha - for the first time in thirty years, the old throat can't help but shoot, young man, be careful!" This kind of temptation is like a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol, and after three days of abstinence, he suddenly sees a bottle of century-old Moutai in front of him.

There are no weapons, but when the strength reaches their level, weapons are already a burden.

The gun, the body of the gun that has been condensed by the strength has flashed white, and it has become like a wind wheel, forming a ubiquitous killing.

The Type 36 lockthroat gun, but no one knows, and the Type 36 is also a false number, because from the moment he appears in front of the public, no one can force out the last two shots.

This set of 36 styles of lock throat marksmanship, the real move is 38 styles.

Xiao Qiufeng didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he knew that the old man in front of him was a more powerful master than Saburo Zoten, and his internal strength cultivation had reached a terrifying realm.

At this moment, he didn't expect defeat, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, war, a strong fighting spirit.

Even if it is defeat, it is an honor, because this person used to be his master, and in this battle, he will definitely be able to improve himself again.

As soon as the condensed body of the spear was lifted, the madness of the thousands of armies was swept away, and the old throat also became lighter, which definitely did not match his old man's withered body, but this was his true essence.

No matter how old he is, his strength is unmatched by his gestures.

Xiao Qiufeng's body did not retreat but advanced, and his shadow body moved in an instant, and Ling Ran shouted from his mouth: "Gun heart-"

The sword has a sword heart, the knife has a sword heart, and the gun industry has a gun heart.

The white mang, which was the same as the old throat, flashed, and everyone stared, not daring to blink, and even Ding Benjun stood up from the stool, for fear of missing the excitement of this battle.

He also understands that no matter whether this young man wins or loses this battle, he is already a great man, and he is a witness!

(To be continued)