The Silver Gun Sect Gathering Hall

In the Juyi Hall, there are three people chatting, one of them is sitting on the dragon chair with a white beard and silver robe, and the end is extremely majestic, this person is none other than the hero who dominates the area in the north, his name is Zhao Ting, because the marksmanship used is like thunder and thunder, fast as lightning, so he has a nickname in the rivers and lakes, [lightning gun].

There are two people sitting on the left and right chairs in the hall, a man and a woman, the man is handsome and chic, and the woman is heroic, and the two of them are the biological children of Zhao Ting.

While laughing, the handsome man suddenly said: "Father, now that the north is full of storms, it is impossible for the world's gang leader to be unaware of the rumors, and the personnel he secretly planted here have almost been wiped out by our three gangs and six factions, and there are only some people left who are still struggling to survive, why haven't they sent people here after so long?"

When Zhao Ting heard his son's words, he was also extremely worried, although he usually didn't care at all, but he really didn't care? Impossible, thinking that the male hegemony could rise to the martial arts with the momentum of wind and thunder for more than ten years, and dominate most of the martial arts, if anyone dared to say that the male tyrant was incompetent, Zhao Ting might stab him to death with one shot.

"Alas!"

Zhao Ting sighed heavily, looked at his children and said: "What you are worried about, how can you not know it for your father, it's just that you can't help yourself for your father, I was the last one to receive a notice in the alliance of three gangs and six factions, if I don't agree, I'm afraid that the Silver Spear Sect I worked so hard to create has already been flattened, where can I still sit here and chat with you."

Seeing that her father's face, which was majestic on weekdays, suddenly became so vicissitudes, as if he had aged more than ten years out of thin air, the heroic woman couldn't help but say: "Father, now that the alliance of three gangs and six factions is extremely powerful, why should we be afraid of that world's meeting, can the male tyrant still fight and wipe us all out?"

Hearing his daughter's words, Zhao Ting could only smile bitterly and shake his head, they had never been out, so naturally they didn't know anything about the things on the rivers and lakes, thinking that what it was like in the north and what it was like outside, if they really brought their silver gun faction outside and compared it with other people's gangs, I am afraid they would not even be worthy of carrying shoes.

In order not to let his children suffer losses in the future, Zhao Ting decided to warn them well, they are complacent every day in the province, and they have become frogs at the bottom of the well, and their son Zhao Xin is fine, at least not like his daughter.

Straightening his body, Zhao Ting deliberately looked at his daughter, and said solemnly: "Yan'er, your fiery temper should be accepted, if you continue like this, how will you marry in the future? Who would dare to ask you?"

"Cut!" Hearing her father's words, Zhao Yan pursed her lips, revealing a look of indifference.

Zhao Xin next to him couldn't help but laugh when he saw his sister's appearance, although he also wanted to persuade her, but when he thought of the experience of being scolded in the past, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"You?" Zhao Ting saw his daughter look like this again, his lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at her with his finger.

"Hey, it's just that, if you suffer a loss in the future, you will naturally know your father's good intentions" Zhao Ting pounded the dragon chair he was sitting on, sighed, and then said: "Have you ever heard of the four tigers in the world?"

"The Four Tigers in the World?" Zhao Xin looked at his father blankly, obviously not knowing what the Four Tigers in the World were, and even his sister Zhao Yan on the opposite side stared at his father with a curious expression.

Looking at the appearance of his children, Zhao Ting said in his heart, since you haven't heard of it, then today I will let you increase your knowledge and extinguish your usual arrogance.

After thinking about the experience of the Four Tigers in the World for a while, Zhao Ting opened his mouth and said: "The Four Tigers in the World actually refer to the four hall masters of the Tianxia Society, and they are all the personal disciples of Xiongba."

Zhao Yan immediately stopped doing it when he heard this, and Teng suddenly stood up and said: "Father also thinks too highly of them, even if they are the personal disciples of Xiongba, they shouldn't praise them with the four tigers of the world, right?"

"You, you" Zhao Ting pointed to his daughter, he was angry in his heart, he blamed himself, he failed to educate well.

In order to make himself feel better, Zhao Ting turned his head to look at his son, and when he saw that his son looked like he wanted to listen to the following, he felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and continued to speak: "The four tigers in the world are not praised by their father, but a name recognized by the world's martial arts, in fact, each of them has their own names in the rivers and lakes, they are [Frost Prince] Qin Shuang, [Don't Cry Death] Bu Jingyun], [God of the Wind] Nie Feng, and [Little Overlord] Broken Gold.

Speaking of this, Zhao Ting suddenly broke off and said: "I heard rumors that Xiongba actually has a second disciple, but this person is obsessed with martial arts, and he has always been in retreat, and he has never walked around the rivers and lakes."

"There is still such a thing?" said the white-clothed Zhao Xin.