268: C268 The Foundation of a First-rate Family

C268 The Foundation of a First-rate Family

"Do you think I'll give you another chance?" "If you can fire a second shot, then let's talk!"

Ren Qianyuv looked at Cao Yuvde raising his gun and sneered. His figure flashed as he moved in the S shape, as fast as the wind.

At the same time, Ren Qianyuv grabbed a silver needle and threw it out. It turned into a beam of light in the air and accurately stabbed into Cao Yuvde's arm that was holding the gun.

Pata!

It was the sound of a pistol falling to the ground.

Cao Yuvde's arm that was holding the gun suddenly lost all feeling and fell down powerlessly. He couldn't muster up any strength and even the gun fell to the ground.

"I." "What happened to my hand?"

He was shocked and quickly reacted. He quickly bent down and stretched out his other hand, wanting to pick up the pistol.

At this moment, the light in front of Cao Yuvde dimmed, and a foot stepped on the gun in front of him.

"A handgun doesn't mean anything. If I hadn't been careless, that handgun wouldn't have been able to hurt me!"

"At my level, your foresight of danger is unimaginable!"

Ren Qianyuv looked down at Cao Yuvde with a cold expression. He exerted a little force with his feet and the pistol immediately twisted into a piece of scrap metal.

"Are you really going to lose your life for your son?" give up your entire Cao family? "

Cao Yuvde looked at the handgun that had turned to scrap and his pupils contracted. He couldn't help but shiver.

This guy wasn't human at all. He looked like a monster wearing human skin.

At this moment, Cao Yuvde felt the killing intent from Ren Qianyuv and could not help but tremble slightly.

But for him to give his own son to Ren Qianyuv? He would never agree to this!

Without knowing where he got the courage from, Cao Yuvde stood up and glared at Ren Qianyuv, a trace of madness flashing through his eyes.

"Ren, if you have the guts, kill me! If you kill me, you won't be able to get out!"

While speaking, Cao Yuvde took a bead from his sleeve and fiercely threw it on the ground, which produced a strange sound and an astonishing volume.

Suddenly.

Dong, dong, dong …

The sound of many footsteps rang out.

A group of people rushed in. They wore a unified black uniform and had a robust physique. In an instant, they firmly surrounded Ren Qianyuv in the middle.

With a single glance, he saw a total of sixty to seventy people!

These people were completely different from the security guards from before. Ren Qianyuv could tell at a glance.

This group of people should have undergone special military training, and their mental and physical energies were completely different from ordinary people. Each and every one of them exuded a baleful aura, giving off a strong sense of oppression.

Ren Qianyuv frowned. He noticed that he was familiar with the temperament of these people.

He remembered, the last time Ao Tianchou brought someone to cause trouble for Zhang Sanlee, the thugs behind him were very similar to these people.

It wasn't that they looked alike, but rather similar in terms of fighting spirit!

This was the foundation of a first-rate clan with a Pingjiang?1

Some of the people in the hall hadn't run away yet, so when they saw so many people appear out of nowhere, they were extremely shocked.

This was the advantage of this battle.

Although they didn't know any martial arts, they at least knew quite a bit. From the vicious aura that they emitted, one could tell that these people were extremely strong in combat.

"Ren Qianyuv, you are powerful, but you can't fight against four people with two fists. No matter how strong you are, you can't kill all of us, can you?"

Cao Yuvde retreated a few steps back. He looked at Ren Qianyuv, who was tightly encircled in the middle, with a ferocious and proud face.

"These people are my Cao family's secret weapon. They have never shown themselves in front of anyone. Using them to deal with you today can be considered your good fortune!" As he spoke, he would give the order for them to act.

"Wait!"

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