"Humph, don't forget, this is the stronghold of our Ouyang Family, where experts abound like rain. You want to kill us? First get past them!"
Ouyang Zhen Tian, the son of Ouyang Yunhai, let out a sinister laugh, picked up a wine glass from the table and hurled it to the ground, where it smashed to pieces with a crisp sound.
Boom!
In the next instant, within the large hall, there was a sudden explosive sound, followed by twenty or thirty people bursting out from the back, all brandishing submachine guns in their hands!
The dark muzzles, coldly locking onto Long Qie and Ten Killings, and then the next moment, these men didn't hesitate at all, they pulled the triggers!
Bang bang bang!
At that moment, the sound of gunfire erupted like rapid thunder, bullets tearing through the air like a torrential flood, pouring down on Long Qie and Ten Killings!
