"You're looking for death, kill them both for me."

"Oh, you still want to kill someone to silence you."

Xia Tian turned on the camera again: "Young Master Qian, if you do this, the impact will be even worse."

Qian Sheng was so angry that all the veins on his forehead burst out: "Damn it, do you think you still have a chance to post the video, you are damn dead, and Jesus can't even save you."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight big men over there had already drawn out their weapons they carried with him and rushed towards Xia Tian and Yan Xu with great momentum.

Qian Sheng roared aside: "Kill, kill directly."

"Hide aside."

Xia Tian stepped forward and pulled Yan Xu back. The next second, Xia Tian rushed towards the crowd like a lion.

A gust of wind swept away the clouds. These so-called masters could not hold on for a single round under Xia Tian's hands. In a blink of an eye, they were all knocked to the ground by Xia Tian.

The bank hall was in a mess, with seven or eight big men lying everywhere, wailing endlessly.

The air in the entire bank hall seemed to solidify at this moment, and Qian Sheng and the other subordinates around him seemed to have seen a ghost.

They didn't even see clearly how Xia Tian took action, so his men lay down.

"This...how is this possible?"

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Qian Sheng's forehead. He couldn't figure out when Yan Xu had such a super expert.

"Get all the grass, put it on me."

Qian Sheng shouted tremblingly, and the remaining men beside him twitched the daggers on his waist and rushed towards Xia Tian.

Qian Sheng himself took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Yan Xu on the other side.

"not good!"

Xia Tian's face curled and his cuffs raised. The Long Que dagger hidden in his cuffs had already popped out and was held in his hand.

His body was like lightning, instantly passing by the two subordinates of Qian Sheng, and then moved to Qian Sheng.

At this time, Qian Sheng was about to pull the trigger and shoot at Yan Xu, but just a second before he pulled the trigger, a cold light flashed.

The Longque dagger was indeed invincible. The iron was cut like mud, and the green cold light flashed by. The first half of the gun in Qian Sheng's hand was directly cut away by the Longque dagger in Xia Tian's hand.

"This...this is fucking."

Qian Sheng was so stupid. What the hell is this joke?

What kind of knife is this? It can easily cut a gun made of steel in half.

Huh!

Just when Qian Sheng was still shocked, Xia Tian slashed another knife, slashing his entire palm holding the gun to the ground.

"ah!"

The screams rang throughout the hall, making the scalp numb.

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