Powerful oppression raged across the audience. When Pan Si took out his pistol, he proved not only his strength, but also his courage as a local brother in Qizhou. He was announcing to everyone that no one could stop him from what he wanted to do.

Just like his extremely arrogant words, even if the King of Heaven comes, I will not do it.

Li Siwen was crazy, and Pan Si was even more crazy. In Pan Si's eyes, if Li Siwen was really allowed to leave today, there would be no need for him to hang around in Qizhou.

How could a person who has been around the world for decades compromise so easily? The cold muzzle of the gun already showed his unswerving determination.

The atmosphere at the scene was so tense that it was suffocating. Jiang Li and Chen Tiangang frowned at the same time. Obviously, there was no room for maneuver at this moment. It seemed that only Li Siwen followed and left obediently to stop this fierce battle.

"Li Siwen, are you still crazy this time?" Pan Si's eyes were sinister and full of murderous intent. There was no doubt that he would pull the trigger at any time.

Seeing that the situation was stabilized, Xu Shaojie's worried expression just now disappeared without a trace, and he said triumphantly: "Li Siwen, you want to fight us? Let me tell you, this is Qizhou, not you.

That big-ass Caozhou, you are too young to do this trick in front of Uncle Pan."

Seeing Xu Shaojie's arrogant look, Li Siwen smiled instead of getting angry, and even smiled calmly, showing no fear at all even when he was facing the muzzle of a gun.

"The Type 54 pistol produced in China has a gun length of 195 mm and a gun weight of 800 grams. The initial shooting speed can reach 420 meters per second and can penetrate a 3 mm steel plate within 25 meters. It is a typical murder weapon, but you know its

What's the disadvantage? The magazine capacity is only eight rounds." Li Siwen squeezed out a chuckle and stared at Pan Sida: "I don't want to talk about whether your gun can kill me, but after you finish shooting these eight rounds,

Do you think you can leave alive?"

"I dare not say that everyone will fight for me, but I dare say that any Westward Journey employee who died here today will receive a pension of one million because of me." After Li Siwen said this number, he shouted loudly: "Sister Jiang

, if my brother is unfortunately killed today, you will pay for it, is that okay?"

"No problem, I, Jiang Li, can do it." Jiang Li's voice was firm, without any hesitation. For a moment, the Westward Journey employees were excited. Who wouldn't want to risk their lives for one million? Even those who were scared when they saw the pistol just now clenched their fists.

.

At the same time, Li Siwen smiled even more sinisterly, looked at Pan's four words and asked heart-wrenchingly: "Fourth Master, do you still think you are awesome if you have a gun?"

The rhetorical question pierced Pan Si's nerves, causing his right hand that often held the gun to tremble slightly. From the moment Li Siwen gave a detailed introduction to the Type 54 pistol, he was already extremely shocked. He didn't understand this young man.

Why is the other party a businessman who knows more about pistols than he does? Later, Li Siwen's almost life-threatening gameplay made him even more uneasy. The other party's ferocity was completely beyond his expectation.

Ordinary people would be frightened if their legs were pressed with a gun, but Li Siwen not only remained calm, but even had no fear of it. Pan Si, who thought he had a chance to win, actually began to doubt himself at this moment. He had been hanging around Qizhou for dozens of times.

Year, this was the first time he encountered such a difficult decision situation.

Advancing or retreating has become a dilemma. At this moment, a discordant voice unexpectedly sounded in my ears: "He's right. Do you think having a gun makes you awesome?"

The voice was that of a woman. When she followed the sound, she found that it was Song Shirley standing beside Pan Si with her leather boots on. Her handsome and handsome face stared at Pan Si coldly and repeated what Li Siwen had just said.

Pan Si's eyes darkened: "Song Shirley, do you also want to participate? Let me tell you, Mr. Song is dead, and I don't need to give you the Song family face anymore."

"Mr. Song has passed away, but his power is still there, Pan Si, right? Do you really think that the Song family will be gone without Mr. Song?" A strong and powerful voice suddenly appeared, and everyone realized that there was another tall and straight man.

The man followed Shirley Song. He was wearing a military uniform, and the two stripes and three stars on his shoulders already indicated his identity.

After Pan Si saw the person coming clearly, his face instantly turned pale, and the hand holding the gun that stopped in mid-air could no longer place itself.

If he could still hold on in the face of Li Siwen's life-threatening threat, then when Song Xueli showed up with his people, he knew that he was defeated today, completely defeated.

"Gathering a crowd, holding weapons, and guns, what kind of evil nature is this? Pan Si, do you still have the law in your eyes?" The man's voice was cold. After saying this, four trucks suddenly appeared on the street, whirring.

A group of people wearing camouflage uniforms came down. Although they did not carry any weapons, their powerful momentum had frightened everyone present.

"I..." Pan Si was speechless for a moment, and the man didn't waste any time. He reached out and put his hand directly on Pan Si's gun, took it from his own hand, and then waved his hand behind him: "Take all the knives in these people's hands."

Got off."

After the man finished speaking, he looked at Pan Si coldly: "Do you have any opinions?"

"No... boring." Pan Si shook his head repeatedly.

"If you don't have any objections, get out of here. If something like this happens to me again next time, I won't let you off lightly." After the man finished speaking, Pan Si glanced at the people around him. The group of people were as gray as a drowned rat.

Got in the car and left.

"Uncle Lin, let them leave like this? Isn't it too easy for them?" Song Shirley said with some dissatisfaction.

"This Pan Si has a deep network of connections in Qizhou. Do you think he dares to come here to cause trouble in such a arrogant manner that he even takes out his gun and refuses to say hello to the superiors? If I detain him today, there will be a crowd of people tomorrow.

Looking for someone from me?

And I can't slap other systems in the face. Big things are reduced to trivial matters. No matter how powerful Pan Si is, he will be afraid after today." The man smiled slightly: "Sooner or later, this kind of person will be sanctioned, no need to

In a hurry."

The man said, glanced at Li Siwen, nodded slightly and said: "Young man is quite courageous, he is a man."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Li Siwen to reply.

After a while, Shirley Song looked at Li Siwen who seemed to be a little stunned, and snorted softly: "You are a ham seller, can you not offend these social people? Even if you do, you will still wait to help me solve the down jacket.

Is it okay to cause problems later? If I didn’t see you being useful, I wouldn’t bother to care about you.”

"How did you know something happened to me?" Li Siwen asked curiously.

"It's okay if you hold such a grand signing ceremony, but can't I pay attention to it? Let me tell you, the whole Qizhou is talking about today's events." After Song Xueli finished speaking, she waved her hand and said: "I'm leaving, don't forget about the down jacket.
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