1050: C1050 Drawing Gun

C1050 Drawing Gun

Qi Xiaomao, on the other hand, was paralyzed with fear and curled up into a ball on the side. These two bodyguards were the elites of the Iron Tiger Hall, and other than Old Hall Master and his father, they would not listen to anyone else's orders. He probably already knew who this young man in front of him was, but he still didn't know.2

Perhaps Old Mao had told him before, but as Qi Xiaomao was a popinjay, she had long forgotten about it. At this moment, Qi Xiaomao only had one thought in her heart — It's over!

Sikong Banyu looked at the two people kneeling on one knee indifferently: "You are people that Ren Tianxin values, but you have forgotten your own identity, forgot your own dignity, and are willing to become other people's servants. It really makes people sad. However, considering that you are all men, and that you are not the main culprit in this matter, you should step aside! After this matter, all of you should withdraw from the Iron Tiger Hall! Iron Tiger Hall does not need people like you anymore, because in the future, I will be personally in charge of Iron Tiger Hall. "

Hearing this, the two let out a sigh of relief in their hearts. They felt extremely disappointed at the same time. It was because they had already been abandoned by Mr Sikong. Who didn't know that if they followed Sikong Banyu, it meant that they would have endless amounts of wealth and the opportunity to rise above others? But now? They gritted their teeth and stood up while trembling to the side. They fiercely glanced at Qi Xiaomao. If it wasn't because of this playboy, would the two of them end up like this?

They hated Qi Xiaomao bitterly, and at the same time, they hated Old Mao very much. If Old Mao hadn't sent them to be his precious son's bodyguards, would they have crashed into Mr Sikong and ruined their entire future? They had already decided to kill Qi Xiaomao and her son. Especially when he recalled Sikong Banyu's last sentence just now — — he would personally take charge of Iron Tiger Hall. In that case, Old Mao would not be able to live for long.

"Rip …" At this moment, seven or eight black cars came rushing out from the other end of the road. Before the cars even stopped, a middle-aged man jumped out of the car in front and ran frantically in the direction of the group.

In the car behind him, six or seven strong men in black jumped out and followed the man in front of them. When everyone saw this group of people, they immediately backed off and let Sikong Banyu out. To be able to stay here, one had to have a family background in the capital. How could they not know the background of the city's snake-like Iron Tiger Hall? And the one who was running at the very front was the current leader of Iron Tiger Hall, Old Mao.

When Lin Xihong and Yao Feng saw Old Mao rushing over with so many people, they panicked and subconsciously moved closer to Sikong Banyu's back. This was the leader of the Iron Tiger Hall! How could they not be afraid? Even though Qi Xiaomao's performance had made them understand Sikong Banyu's identity, even Old Mao was in awe and fear.

However, the county magistrate might as well be in charge now, since Iron Tiger Hall has more people. If Old Mao turned hostile and refused to acknowledge others, Sikong Banyu and the Liu Family would be in trouble. They were not the only ones who had such thoughts. Many people were also beating their hearts. If they had the chance to leave now, no one would be willing to stay. Who wouldn't be afraid of being caught in the crossfire?

However, the next moment, everyone was stunned once again. The elites of Iron Tiger Hall, after rushing over, immediately took control of their surroundings. Without hesitation, they took out their pistols, and then all kneeled down towards Sikong Banyu, shouting loudly: "Greetings, Mr Sikong."

This group of people were Ren Tianxin's trusted aides and also people who knew Sikong Banyu. At the same time, they were also people who knew that Ren Tianxin's strength had increased, and all of this originated from the powerful Mr Sikong. Hall Master had told him more than once that he could ignore Mr Sikong's orders in the future, but if he didn't listen to Mr Sikong's orders, Sun Tie would personally kill everyone in his sect. Sikong Banyu did not know that although his Iron Tiger Hall was actually still Ren Tianxin's Hall Master and Old Mao's acting administrator, his true core strength was already loyal to him. Ren Tianxin was a person with meticulous thoughts and a profound gaze, and he had already planned everything long ago.

"Greetings, Mr Sikong." Old Mao was sweating profusely as he knelt on one knee in front of Sikong Banyu, his heart was filled with fear. When he came, he prayed that it was only his son who accidentally picked up Sikong Banyu's phone, and all of this was a misunderstanding. However, when he saw Sikong Banyu's figure from afar, he knew that his prayer was not seen by the three-foot-long deity.

Everyone who saw this scene went silent, even the leaders of the Iron Tiger Hall had to kneel down. Just who was this person and when did such a terrifying figure appear in the capital? Could he be Ren Tianxin? Or was it a close relationship with Ren Tianxin? However, these Iron Tiger Hall people all called him Mr Sikong. In the entire capital, there was only one Sikong Family clan, and it was one of the five great clans.

Sikong Banyu didn't pay attention to the gazes of others. Instead, he glanced at Old Mao and said, "Old Mao, do you know why I called you here?"

Old Mao quickly replied, "It was my godson who ran into Mr Sikong, this unfilial son … Today, I will give Mr Sikong a satisfactory answer. "

With that, Old Mao stood up, took out his pistol from his waist and walked towards Qi Xiaomao. When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but hold their breaths. Seeing Old Mao walk over with a gun in his hand, even a fool would know what he was going to do.

"Dad …" Dad... What are you going to do? I... I am your son! " Qi Xiaomao was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Qi Xiaomao was indeed his son, but he had no choice but to do so because he knew very well what kind of existence Mr Sikong was. If it was a child's matter, then that was fine. How could he not understand Mr Sikong's magnanimity? But now, even Mr Sikong personally came forward to call him. This was no small matter. His son had offended Mr Sikong to an unforgivable degree, so he … Must die.

"Cat …" It's my fault that I let you down and didn't properly teach you. It's also your fault that I let you learn so badly. Maybe you shouldn't be born in my son's place. With that, Old Mao turned his head and pulled the trigger with his gun.

"Bang bang …" The piercing sound of gunfire echoed in everyone's ears.

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