101: C101 Do One Round

C101 Do One Round

This...

Not only Tian Xiong, but the rest of the team members' faces also changed drastically.

Countless people, even the two thousand black clothed bodyguards with pistols, felt their bodies shaking at this moment, trembling lightly.

This?

The heck!

There were at least five thousand of them!

Moreover, they were all carrying rifles in their hands.

Everyone could clearly see that those were real guns, the most advanced type of combos from Great Xia.

This was simply an army!

What exactly was Haotian's identity … Why... Can summon an army?

At the scene.

With both hands behind his back, Haotian was able to stand upright in the heaven and earth.

"How is it, Tian Clan's Patriarch? How is my spear compared to yours?"

Tian Xiong heard this and his body trembled again. His face was as pale as paper. At the same time, he retracted the gun in his hand.

How about it?

How could they compare!?

He was two thousand men with only two thousand pistols!

As for Haotian, he was a well-equipped army.

His two thousand guns were indeed powerful, but in front of this legion, they were nothing more than fart.

"What, not saying anything? Are you looking down on my guns?" The corner of Haotian's mouth slightly raised as he looked at Tian Xiong with great interest.

"Since that's the case, let's have a fight. I won't bully you. We will directly take up a fighting stance. You and I, we won't dodge, we'll directly shoot each other."

Tian Xiong's expression changed drastically when he heard that.

His body trembled, and he nearly fell to the ground.

As for the other guests, their faces were also filled with shock. Their bodies trembled as if they were struck by lightning.

Are you still f * cking not going to bully others!?

2000 people against 5000 people, and this was a handgun against a rifle. This was simply not a match of the same level!

"What do you think?" Haotian asked with a faint smile.

When Tian Xiong heard this, his face turned red and he felt as if he had eaten sh * t.

How to answer?

Did he dare to fight it out?

The answer was naturally no. Not only did the other party have the advantage in numbers, they were also better at posturing. If they were to fight, wouldn't that be courting death?0

Thus …

He could only remain silent.

Seeing this, Haotian smiled leisurely. He held Tian Han's skull and walked in front of Tian Xiong.

"Just now, didn't you say arrogantly that you want me to not be able to walk on this Eastern Mountain?"

"Indeed, your lineup is quite big. Over 2,000 people, equipped with a handgun, it's equivalent to the firepower of a regiment. Tian Family Head, you're really generous!"

"Haotian, what are you trying to do?" Tian Xiong said coldly as he looked at Haotian with a burning gaze.

"I don't want to do anything. I haven't participated in any battles in a long time. I think my skills are a bit unfamiliar. You have 2000 people and you also have guns. Why don't we have a fight?

Haotian faintly smiled and said.

When the guests heard this, they were so scared that their bodies trembled and they took a few steps back.

At this moment, everyone's heart rose to their throats.

If it was as Haotian had said, then the people who died would be these powerless guests.

"Haotian, although I don't know why you are able to move so many people, but my Tian Clan is not an arrogant person either. It's best if you don't act too arrogantly." Tian Xiong forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart. Even though his eyelids were jumping wildly, he still spoke harshly.

"That's right, Hao... God, if there's anything, we can sit down and talk about it, no … It is necessary to go to war. " Luo Lee, who was standing at the side, said with a pale face and a trembling voice.

Luo Lee was truly afraid.

Once the battle exploded, the result... It was simply unbelievable that not a single person at the scene would be able to survive.

Just who was this Haotian?

He could actually mobilize so many people, and they were all equipped with firearms.

What other cards did he have in his hands?

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