Xiong Changshou is furious!

He knew his daughter best and had no boyfriend at all.

He has been locked at home and has to follow his subordinates even when he goes out to play.

"Dongkui, don't worry, I can guarantee that there is no man outside this girl!" Xiong Changshou said while patting his chest.

Li Dongkui didn't say anything.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from outside!

Xiong Changshou was proud: "No matter what the kid is from, he is now finished, let's continue..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang.

The door of the hall was broken, and two big disciples of the Xiong family were thrown in screaming.

Then there was bang, bang, bang!

A person was thrown in and smashed everything in the house.

Everyone jumped up in panic and stood behind Xiong Changshou.

Li Dongkui blinked and felt a little familiar.

Could this method, this domineering method be...

His body trembled and shrank back.

Qian Shenhou widened his eyes and began to doubt in his heart that Xiong Changshou was known as the Thirteen Taishang under his disciples, all of whom were top experts, so why did he look so vulnerable?

He also thought of that terrible character.

At the banquet, I was lightly dealing with the elite of my subordinates, and even the monks of Tianlong Temple in Shanhehui killed the man in an instant on the spot!

Chen Qingzhi!

Qian Shenhou and Li Dongkui thought of one thing.

Don’t look at Qian Shenhou’s disdain for Chen Qingzhi, he is actually afraid of death.

Seeing this, Xiong Changshou clenched his fists tightly and yelled: "Thirteen Taibao!"

Thirteen godsons rushed out from behind. They had just drunk alcohol, and they were all smelling alcohol!

"Guard this gate!" Xiong Changshou's face turned red!

This is his territory.

It is the headquarters of Baqian Pavilion in the Demon City!

If an unknown man was shot in, the reputation of the Eight Thousand Pavilions and his Xiong Changshou's face would be completely ruined!

"The Thirteenth Taibao heard it clearly. To guard this gate means to protect the dignity of the Eight Thousand Pavilions!" Xiong Changshou said word by word, rolled up his sleeves, and stood behind himself: "If you can't defend it, then I have to do it myself!"

The Thirteenth Taibao all started to scream.

You can't let your godfather end up in person, right? Then they don't want to mess around.

"Brothers, fuck those who broke in from outside to death!"

The Thirteenth Taibao roared, his fists danced, and the wind was the first to rush out.

Then with a loud bang, he flew back limply.

Chen Qingzhi appeared at the door, with a white shirt and clean trousers, spotless.

Xiong Daidai, who was following him, was stunned and shouted: "I only asked you to act, but I didn't ask you to hit people. Are you demolishing my house?"

Chen Qingzhi stretched out his sleeves and his face was plain: "I haven't done it seriously yet, why are you shouting!"

Xiong Daidai ran into the hall and grabbed the old father's sleeve: "Dad, run quickly, this person is so powerful. He defeated all the guards outside alone."

Xiong Changshou was dazed in his eyes and his arms were trembling. He felt fear for the first time.

The northern bear, who came from the north, was afraid of heaven and earth, was also afraid of it now.

The remaining people from Thirteen Taibao rushed forward with great fear.

Chen Qingzhi didn't move and couldn't see how he took action. In the narrow space, all Thirteen Taishang fell to the ground.

All of them were broken joints and there was no sign of injury on their body.

This is a terrifying strength and an extremely superb joint fighting technique!

In ancient China, it was called "Split the tendons and the bones are broken!"

Xiong Changshou's face was pale, and he suddenly reached back and pulled out his gun!

He gave up his dignity and the rules of the world, and shamelessly drew his gun!

Only a gun can make him feel safe!
Chapter completed!