"Uncle, this guy is running wild here, and you actually asked me to put down my gun?" Gilder Mufei looked at Gilder Aomiya in disbelief. His eyes were full of doubts.
Why are everyone else silent, especially those from the older generation like Gilder Qinggong? No one wants to deal with Nangong Hexuan. Is this legend really so difficult to deal with?
Sometimes, as the younger generation, they just want to do something to show their status. At times like this, it is natural for someone to take the lead in order to make contributions.
If he kills this legend, his reputation will definitely reach a higher level. So what if he is a scary person? He has disappeared for such a long time, and he must not be as good as before. Gilder Mufei comforted himself in his heart, so
He did not put down the gun in his hand, but instead pointed it at Nangong Hexuan's eyebrows and said, "I don't believe that you will still be as powerful as before."
"Gilder Makuhi! Put down the gun!" Gilder Aomiya was about to cry when he saw this scene. This is really the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but it has to be used in the right place, right?
But how could Gilder Mufei listen to what Gilder Aomiya said? He pointed a gun at Nangong Hexuan and said, "Farewell, Netmir!" As he said this, he only heard a bang, and everyone's
My eyes are straight.
I saw Gilder Mu Fei grabbing his bloody wrist, trying hard to suppress himself from screaming, and then he raised his sweaty head and looked at Nangong Hexuan, "What did you just do?" Gilder Mu Fei
Fei never thought that the shot he fired would actually destroy his hand.
The entire barrel of the gun exploded at the moment of firing, and Gilder Mufei's hand was naturally not spared.
"What to do?" Nangong Hexuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Gilder Mufei with a half-smile. "I just don't like your gun, so let it rest. You can only blame yourself for the misfortune."
"You..." Gilder Mu Fei stood aside feebly, his eyes almost bulging out, as if he wanted to eat Nangong Hexuan.
Naturally, the other men raised their guns and pointed them at Nangong Hexuan.
"I advise you to put away your guns," Nangong Hexuan smiled slightly, looked at Gilder Qinggong and said, "You should know what will happen, right?" The curve of the corner of Nangong Hexuan's mouth made Gilder Qinggong
The uterus is cold.
"If you don't mind letting me wipe out all your elite troops, I can help you then." After saying that, Nangong Hexuan put his hands behind his back and even closed his eyes.
"No! No need!" Gilder Aomiya shouted at everyone, almost at the top of his lungs. "Throw away the gun! Hurry up!" A pair of wrinkled eagle eyes were full of fear, and there was nothing left.
A hint of majesty.
All the subordinates didn't know why, but since the leader had already said to throw away the gun in his hand, they naturally threw it away.
Hearing that all the guns were still on the ground, Nangong Hexuan slowly opened his eyes, walked slowly to Gilder Mu Fei's side, found a chair and sat down.
"Okay, let's talk about serious things now, let's not make trouble for now." Nangong Hexuan said, crossing his fingers and looking at everyone around the table.