Yan Nujiao angrily leaned out from behind the pillar, looked at the scarred man standing in the middle of the hall with no protection in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
Several men and women in uniform also followed Yan Nujiao and opened fire.
More than a dozen yellow-orange bullets were fired at the scar-faced man.
The scar-faced man smiled disdainfully, and a body-like protective aura condensed in front of him.
Those bullets hit the scar-faced man's body-protecting Qi, and they all stagnated.
The scar-faced man stretched out his hand and all the bullets fell into his hands.
Then, the scar-faced man raised his hand forward, and the bullet in his hand shot back at the men and women in uniform who had just fired.
Yan Nujiao retracted behind the marble pillar in time.
Snapped!
A bullet hit the marble pillar Yan Nujiao was hiding from.
A dent was punched directly into the marble column, and debris flew everywhere.
Yan Nujiao's face even had two thin wounds scratched by debris, and blood instantly flowed out.
Yan Nujiao evaded in time and was not injured by the bullet fired back by the scar-faced man, but the men and women in uniform who had just followed her and shot were not so lucky.
Several of them had their heads blown off by the warheads and died on the spot.
The other two who were not killed were also seriously injured and fell to the ground screaming.
Zhong Chuxi quickly changed a magazine, dodged and rushed out.
Chu Tianshu pulled Zhong Chuxi back.
"what?"
Zhong Chuxi glared at Chu Tianshu, "I am also a member of Dali Temple. If I stand by and watch this kind of thing happen, my conscience will not be at ease."
Chu Tianshu said: "I know you are not just sitting idly by, but we don't want to shout and kill as soon as we come up."
Zhong Chuxi said in shock: "What do you mean?"
"Go to war and attack."
Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "Don't you have a trump card in your hand?"
"True card?"
Zhong Chuxi's eyes lit up, "You mean the person whose cultivation was destroyed by you?"
Snapped!
Chu Tianshu snapped his fingers: "I finally got the idea."
Zhong Chuxi said nothing, turned around and walked towards the interrogation room.
At this time, there were two uniformed men guarding the door of the interrogation room.
They held pistols in their hands and looked terrified.
Zhong Chuxi came to the door of the interrogation room and said in a deep voice: "Open the door."
One of the men said: "This is against the rules."
Chu Tianshu smiled coldly: "Do you want to behave yourself?
Or do you want your colleagues to continue to die?"
Another man in uniform next to him opened the door of the interrogation room, leaned towards Chu Tianshu and Zhong Chuxi and said: "You two, please!"
Zhong Chuxi saluted and walked through the door.
Chu Tianshu followed in.
The man in the cloak is sitting on the interrogation chair, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Hearing the footsteps of Chu Tianshu and Zhong Chuxi, he opened his eyes.
The man in the cloak looked at Chu Tianshu, with a sinister smile on his lips: "I told you, you all must die... the kind that destroys the whole family..."
The cloaked man laughed wildly.
Chu Tianshu sneered and said with disdain: "Don't you know who your subordinates are?
Do you think they can threaten me?"
The smile on the cloaked man's face faded and he said coldly: "Then just kill them. What are you doing here?"
Chu Tianshu folded his arms and leaned against the wall: "This is a matter of Dali Temple in Nandu. Why should I kill people for them?"
Zhong Chuxi asked the two uniformed men at the door: "Where are the keys?"
The uniformed man who just opened the door hurriedly handed over the key.
Zhong Chuxi took the key, opened the lock on the interrogation chair, then stared at the cloaked man's head with a pistol, and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's go."
The cloaked man stood up, stared at Zhong Chuxi and smiled sinisterly: "You will definitely regret it."
Zhong Chuxi pushed the cloaked man: "Let's go, there is so much nonsense."
The cloaked man walked out and said with a ferocious smile: "Our Blood Knife Sect always treats its enemies by killing the Nine Tribes."
"Threaten Dali Temple public officials?"
Zhong Chuxi snorted coldly and kicked the cloaked man directly.
The man in the cloak stumbled and threw himself out the door, falling flat on his face.
If it were an ordinary person, he might still be frightened by the threat of the cloaked man.
But who is Zhong Chuxi? Her father is the governor of a province.
She didn't believe that people from the Blood Knife Sect could break into the Governor's Mansion of Qin Province and harm her family.
Therefore, the cloaked man's threats were of no use to her.
Zhong Chuxi and Chu Tianshu came to the door and saw the scar-faced man walking towards the interrogation room. It was obvious that they had just heard the cloaked man's voice.
Not far behind the scar-faced man, Yan Nujiao and others followed closely, but they were too angry to speak out, and no one dared to take action against the cloaked man again.
Even the gun in his hand had its muzzle lowered, not daring to point it at the scar-faced man.
Seeing the cloaked man throwing himself on the ground, the scarred-faced man looked shocked and hurriedly stepped forward: "Dragon protector, what's wrong with you?"
Before the scar-faced man could step forward, Zhong Chuxi put the muzzle of the gun against the cloaked man's forehead and shouted coldly: "If you take another step forward, I will kill him."
The cloaked man shouted: "Everyone obeys the order."
The scar-faced man and others knelt down on one knee: "I will obey the instructions of the protector."
"Everyone withdraw, and we will discuss the matter of rescuing me in the long term when the sect leader comes..."
After saying that, the cloaked man sighed again: "My cultivation has been destroyed, and I'm not worth your lives."
Zhong Chuxi pressed the muzzle of the gun against the cloaked man's head again, and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone put down their weapons and raise their hands."
"Dharma protector, your cultivation has been abolished?"
The scarred man's face was full of surprise, he really couldn't understand how anyone could do this.
In his opinion, Chiyan's seventh-level cultivation is enough to conquer the southern border.
The cloaked man shouted again: "Let's go."
"yes."
The scar-faced man responded, turned around and walked out. That's easy.
Chu Tianshu thought to himself, this order prohibits the killing of Dali Temple in Nandu in an instant.
Zhong Chuxi grabbed the cloaked man by the collar, lifted the cloaked man from the ground, and shouted sternly: "Everyone, stop here, throw away your weapons, and raise your hands."
However, the gangsters ignored him and continued walking out.
Zhong Chuxi threw away the cloaked man and chased him outside with a gun.
Boom boom boom!
Zhong Chuxi strode forward, pulled the trigger at the feet of the scar-faced man and others.
The terrazzo floor beneath the feet of the scar-faced man and others was smashed into pieces, with gravel flying everywhere.
The scar-faced man paused and suddenly turned around, the red flame between his brows shining brightly.
When he learned that the cloaked man's cultivation had been abolished, he felt as if a huge wave had set off in his heart.
If you can destroy all seven levels of Chiyan, then what kind of terrifying master should be hidden in Dali Temple in Nandu?
After receiving the order, the scar-faced man wished he could get his wings and leave here.
Zhong Chuxi stopped him from leaving, which was cutting off his way of life. He had already made murderous intentions towards Zhong Chuxi in his heart.
Looking at the scarred man's brows, Zhong Chuxi also knew that her cultivation level was far inferior to that of the other man, so she made a prompt decision, aimed at the scarred man and pulled the trigger.