At this time, several people had already walked into the door. Even Ding Benjun was so high, he still shouted in surprise at the arrival of this person: "Old throat-----

This old man looked so naughty, and his whole appearance was like an ordinary old man, but when he walked in, this powerful shock was even more unbearable than Ding Benjun, and even his breathing became heavier. This was a feeling given by a natural warrior.

Or the only one who can be calm and indifferent to each other is Xiao Qiufeng. What should be come, and today all of them have finally come.

Just in time, it saves his time.

Facing everyone's respect for Ding Benjun, the old throat only had a flash of light in his eyes. His old look became arrogant and arrogant at this moment, with cold greetings.

"It turns out that the elder is here too. I'm here today and I have some private matters to know."

This is not a greeting, it is just as light as an old friend, without hiding it or being polite, just simply telling you the purpose of coming.

"Hahaha----I think the Xiao family is so arrogant. It turns out that Ding Bo is supporting them. This is no wonder." The one who walked in slowly behind Lao Hu was Pang Bingquan. He stared at Ding Benjun, his face was not very good, and he called Ding Bo, but there was no such respect on his face.= Novel 52o==

Because they are originally opposite, no one can do anything to anyone in this top power contest?

The old man was not angry. Looking at the person who came in, he smiled proudly. He turned around and said ambiguously: "Young man, it seems that I really underestimate you. You offend a lot of people in the land, but even those who can even invite the old man can offend you. It seems that you have a lot of ability to cause trouble."

Ding Benjun did not expect that this young man from the Xiao family would be so extraordinary.

Not to mention Xiang Hu. Anyone here can razed the Xiao family to the ground, but the Xiao family still exists. This made him secretly amazed in his heart what kind of support this young man has.

The phone rang out suddenly, and Liu Yanyue's phone number was on the way.

The moment he put down the phone, there were already a few faint smiles on Liu Yanyue's face. He said, "Feng, the Lin family finally couldn't help but take action. They should think that our Xiao family has no strength to fight back. Such people.\If they don't let them hurt, they won't get a lesson."

Another Lin family was added, and Ding Benjundi's eyes became even more intense.

If you want to know a person, you can first look at his friends or his enemies.

At this moment, he had seen enough.

Xiao Qiufeng nodded. At this moment, for the Xiao family, there was a fire of smoke. Moreover, with the relationship between Pang Bingquan and the Lin family, they arrived at this moment. I believe Lin Beimin already knew that he was cunning and of course he would not give up this opportunity.

"Tell Leng Feng and let him cooperate. I want Lin Beimin to know that there is nothing in the world that can be obtained for nothing. Often, he will pay a price he can't imagine at the moment he wants."

Yunmei wanted to leave and hint to the old man, but the old man shook his head and asked someone to move a stool and slowly sat down. He hadn't seen such a good show for many years. He had already dealt with Xiang Hu's affairs, but Pang Bingquan's affairs were not within the scope of his handling. He wanted to see the result.

The old throat was still accustomed to being cold, so he walked up gently.

"Young man, you are very good, much better than him, no wonder they can't beat you. In the crisis, his feeling of being calm and peaceful, not impatient, and seemed to take everything into consideration, which made the throat feel very fond of.

He was born not a flatterer, not to mention that the young man in front of him was not enough to be able to shoot him, but good is good. He was never stingy, just like criticizing Xiang Feige, he would not hide his true thoughts.

"Your throat is so polite. I know you owe a favor to the Pang family. In fact, I wanted to learn about your 36-style flame-throating gun a long time ago. Today, I hope you can give me this opportunity."

His plain tone had a kind of arrogance. For a moment, not only Lao Du, but even Ding Benjun could not believe his ears.

He never thought, or dared not think, that in his lifetime, there would be someone who dared to challenge the Gun King's throat.

But now, all this is born before him.

If this young man is not an idiot and doesn't know how powerful he is, then he is a real hero. Looking back at his cold and sad granddaughter, Ding Benjun suddenly realized that his granddaughter likes this young man, which does not seem to be ridiculous as he imagined.=Novel 52o==

Life is too lonely, and it is rare to see such a young man. Ding Benjun thought that the Xiao family is really not simple. People who can fight Laozhe can definitely become famous all over the world.

Pang Bingquan smiled coldly and looked down upon him with some disdain. He couldn't stand all the worship of this man here. He wanted to defeat him and trample him under his feet.

But at this moment, he could only use his mouth to hit him.

"Do you know who he is? Do you know that once he takes action, you will die? Do you know that once you die, your Xiao family will play tricks. All the women behind you will play with me?"

The stimulation before the war was to disrupt the man's confidence and his momentum.

A "pa-----" sound and a slap fell on his face. It was not Xiao Qiufeng's hit, but Feng Xi standing beside Xiao Qiufeng.

"You are just a waste. How can you know that a real man will not insult the woman you love if you die. If he really has no confidence, you will be the first person here to be killed."

"Sister Feng, don't talk to animals. He is just a dog in human skin. He wants to stimulate my brother-in-law, but he is not worthy of it.\

Pang Bingquan's gloomy eyes had a kind of killing. Although it was just a flash, it had been captured by Xiao Qiufeng.

"Pang Bingquan, I don't want to kill you at this moment, but don't force me, otherwise even if Pang Changming is here, you will still die."

After a glance at this angry eyes, Pang Bingquan's momentum was greatly reduced, and he took two steps slightly, leaving this kind of formation to Lao Du, who are today's opponents.

But what disappointed Pang Bingquan was that Lao Xu had already said softly: "Young man, even if you were defeated today, Lao Xu would not kill you. I, an old man, haven't felt this way for a long time."

Here, or only Xiao Qiufeng knows what his words mean.

Experts are too lonely and rarely encounter an opponent, let alone masters with the same temperament. They can not only become opponents, but also become close friends.

There is a large grassland in the backyard. Although the sun is strongly shining, this intensity is covered by this invisible fighting spirit. Everyone is watching Xiao Qiufeng.

Ding Meiting also stood quietly in a corner. Her heart was already occupied by this man. Although she deliberately avoided everyone's eyes, the sadness did not escape the eyes of the girls. However, at this moment, no one came forward to talk to her. Some things need to be brave enough to break them.

Laohou stood there quietly, like a mountain, and the unshakable high mountain Xiao Qiufeng also stood quietly, as indifferent as the sea, vast and vast, making people unable to capture his depth.

They are fighting, but they are enjoying the joy of this war at the same time.

"Hahaha-------This is the first time in thirty years that Lao Hu can't help but attack. Young man, be careful!" This tempting fighting spirit is like a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol. After three days of banning alcohol, he suddenly saw a bottle of Maotai in front of him for a hundred years.

There are no weapons, but when the power reaches their level, weapons are already a burden.

The gun body condensed by the energy of the gun had already flashed white light, and it became a wind wheel, forming ubiquitous killing.

The Thirty-Six Throat Gun, but no one knew that the Thirty-Six was also a false number, because since it appeared in front of the public, no one could force the last two shots.

The real move of this set of thirty-six-style throat-locking gun technique is thirty-eight.

Xiao Qiufeng dared not neglect at all. He knew that the old man in front of him was a more powerful master than Saburo Saburo, and his internal strength had reached a terrifying state.

At this moment, he didn't expect to lose. He had only one thought in his mind, that was, fighting, a strong sense of fighting.

Even if it is defeated, it is a kind of honor, because this person was once his master, and in this battle, he will definitely improve himself.

The gun body condensed by the energy was lifted up, sweeping through the madness of thousands of troops, and the throat became lighter, which was definitely not compatible with his old man's old body, but this was his true essence.

No matter how old he is, no one can compare to his power in every move.

Xiao Qiufeng's body did not retreat but advanced, and the shadow's body movement moved in an instant, and a loud shout came out of his mouth: "The heart of the gun-----"

A sword has a heart for a sword, a sword has a heart for a knife, and a gun industry has a heart for a gun.

The white light like the old throat flashed, and everyone stared at it, not daring to blink. Even Ding Benjun stood up from the stool, fearing that he would miss the excitement of this battle.
Chapter completed!