The surrounding was extremely quiet, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.
Some of the guests who still had a sliver of consciousness were clutching themselves with their hands, their entire bodies trembling.
The people present today were either rich or they were nobles. Who would have thought that they would encounter such a thing at the birthday banquet of the Jiang family's senior master?
Didn't they say that security inspections were first-class?!
What were the special police doing outside?!
A few timid female guests had already started to cry softly, afraid that they would be killed by the fiend's gun.
The black-clothed man with an ordinary appearance held a gun and threatened Jiang Zhiyuan while he swept his gaze around the surroundings like a tiger eyeing its prey.
