The powerful oppressive force ravaged the entire audience. When Pan Si took out his pistol, it proved not only his strength, but also his courage as a local brother in Qizhou. He was announcing to everyone that no one could stop what he wanted to do. Just like his extremely arrogant words, the King of Heaven will not be able to come.
Li Siwen was crazy, Pan Si was crazy. In Pan Si's eyes, if Li Siwen was really let go today, there would be no need for him to survive in Qizhou.
A person who has been in the world for decades can't compromise so easily? The cold muzzle has shown his unwavering determination.
The atmosphere at the scene was so nervous that it was suffocating. Jiang Li and Chen Tiangang frowned at the same time. Obviously, there was no room for maneuver at this moment. It seemed that only Li Siwen followed and left obediently could stop this fierce battle.
"Li Siwen, are you still crazy this time?" Pan Si's eyes were fierce and murderous intent, and he had no doubt that he would pull the trigger at any time.
Seeing that the situation stabilized, Xu Shaojie's expression, who was still worried just now, disappeared without a trace, and said proudly: "Li Siwen, just because you want to fight with us? Let me tell you, this is Qizhou, not your big Caozhou. You are so fucking tender when you play in front of Uncle Pan."
Looking at Xu Shaojie's arrogant look, Li Siwen laughed instead of anger, and even smiled calmly, even without showing any fear even when facing the gun.
"Huaxia has a Type 54 pistol with a length of 195 mm and a weight of 800 grams. The initial shooting speed can reach 420 meters per second. It can penetrate 3 mm steel plates within 25 meters. It is a typical killing weapon, but do you know what its shortcomings are? The magazine capacity is only eight rounds." Li Siwen squeezed out a humming laugh and stared at Pan Si: "Not to mention whether your gun can kill me, just say that after you fired these eight rounds, do you think you can still leave alive?"
"I dare not say that everyone will fight for me, but I dare say that there are any Journey to the West employee who is here today, and the pension is one million." After saying this number, Li Siwen even shouted loudly: "Sister Jiang, if your brother unfortunately dies today, you will pay the money, right?"
"No problem, I, Jiang Li, can come out." Jiang Li's voice was firm, without hesitation at all. For a moment, the Journey to the West employees were excited. Who would not want to fight for one million? Even the person who was afraid of seeing the pistol just now clenched his fists.
At the same time, Li Siwen smiled even more gloomy, and looked at Pan Si's words and asked with a heart-wrenching heart: "Second Master, do you still think that having a gun is awesome now?"
A retort asked, and directly poked Pan Si's nerves, causing him to tremble slightly when holding the gun. From the beginning of Li Siwen's detailed introduction to the Type 54 pistol, he was shocked. He didn't understand why this young man knew the pistol better than himself. Is the other party still a businessman? Later, Li Siwen's almost desperate gameplay made him feel even more restless, and the other party's ferocity was completely beyond his expectations.
If an ordinary person is hit by a gun, his legs will be scared. But Li Siwen not only remained calm, but he was even not afraid of it. Pan Si, who felt that he was sure to win, began to doubt himself at this moment. It was the first time he had encountered such a difficult situation to choose after spending decades in Qizhou.
Advance or retreat has become a dilemma. At this moment, a disharmonious voice sounded in his ears: "He is right, do you think it's awesome to have a gun?"
The voice was a woman. Looking in the sound, she found that it was Song Xueli standing on the side of Pan Si in leather boots. She stared at Pan Si coldly with a heroic and pretty face, repeating Li Siwen's words just now.
Pan Si's eyes sank: "Song Xueli, do you want to participate too? Let me tell you, Mr. Song is dead, and I don't need to give you face to the Song family."
"Old Song is gone, and his remaining power is still there, Pan Si, right? Do you really think that there will be no one in the Song family if Old Song is away?" A strong and powerful voice suddenly appeared, and everyone realized that there was a tall and upright man following Song Xueli. He was wearing a military uniform, and the two bars and three stars on his shoulders had already explained his identity.
After seeing the person clearly, Pan Si's face turned pale instantly, and his hands that were parked in the air with guns could no longer be placed.
If he could hold on with Li Siwen's life-threatening threat, then when Song Xueli brought people to appear, he knew that he had lost today, and he was completely defeated.
"Gathering people, holding weapons, and holding guns. What kind of bad nature is this? Pan Si, do you still have a king's law in your eyes?" The man's voice was cold. After saying this, four trucks suddenly appeared on the street, and a group of people wearing camouflage uniforms came down. Although they did not take any weapons, their powerful aura had already scared everyone at the scene.
"I..." Pan Si couldn't speak for a moment, and the man didn't talk nonsense. He reached out and put his hand on Pan Si's gun, snatched it into his hand, and then waved his hand behind him: "Put down all the knives in these people's hands."
After the man finished speaking, he looked at Pan Si coldly: "Do you have any objections?"
"No...no objection." Pan Si shook his head repeatedly.
"If you don't have any objection, get out of here. If I encounter such a thing next time, I will never forgive you." After the man said that, Pan Si gave a wink at the people around him. The group got into the car and left in shame like a chicken.
"Uncle Lin, let them leave like this? It's too cheap, right?" Song Xueli said Nunu Nu, a little dissatisfied.
"This Pan Si has a deep network in Qizhou. Do you think he dares to come here to make trouble, or even take out his gun and say hello to him? If I detain him today, a bunch of people will ask me for someone tomorrow. Besides, I can't slap other systems in the face. Big things are turned into small things and small things. Even if Pan Si is so powerful, he will be afraid after today." The man smiled slightly: "This kind of person will be punished sooner or later, so don't rush for a moment."
The man said, glanced at Li Siwen, nodded slightly, "Young man is quite brave, he is a man."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Li Siwen to reply.
After a while, Song Xueli looked at Li Siwen's seemingly surprised and snorted softly: "You are a ham sausage, can you not mess with these people in society? Even if you mess with me, can you wait to help me solve the problem of down jackets before messing with me? If it's not for your usefulness, I'm too lazy to care about you."
"How do you know something happened to me?" Li Siwen asked curiously.
"That's fine, you hold such a grand signing ceremony. If not, I'll pay attention? Let me tell you, the whole of Qizhou is now talking about today's affairs." After saying that, Song Xueli waved her hand and said, "I'm leaving, don't forget about the down jacket."