This reversal was something that neither Yang Chen nor Ma Chao expected.
"What are you doing?" Xiong Boren's facial features were twisted together.
"You can't kill him. Once you shoot, maybe I will be buried with him, but I just want to live!" Samba spoke standard Mandarin.
"You're crazy!"
Xiong Boren became angry and felt that Samba was insulting him. He said angrily: "How can I not kill him at such a close distance?"
Samba looked calm: "The aura on his body is very strong. Even my master does not have such a strong aura. Once you shoot, he will kill you without hesitation. I am the only witness."
, it is very likely that he will silence you."
"Are you a fool? No matter how strong he is, how can he dodge bullets?" Xiong Boren roared angrily. Because of his excitement, his body moved slightly, and his neck touched the dagger, and blood flowed out.
"You won't understand how powerful they are. Put down the gun!" Samba said calmly.
Yang Chen looked at Samba with great interest. His wrist broke without making a sound. He clearly didn't make a move, but he could feel his strong aura, which was quite interesting.
"Samba, as long as you put down the dagger and wait for me to kill them, I will give you 10 million!" Xiong Boren felt Samba's determination and tried to throw money at him.
But he still underestimated Samba's desire to live. Samba shook his head: "Even if you give me one billion, I won't take it. I don't want to spend it without my life."
"Aren't you afraid that if they leave, our Xiong family will not let you go?" Xiong Boren looked threatening.
Samba seemed to be threatened by his words, and struggled slightly on his face, but when he saw Yang Chen looking like he was watching a show, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. When you die, no one will know that it was me who killed you." Samba had murderous intentions, and when he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand suddenly moved.
Feeling the open wound on his neck, Xiong Boren quickly yelled: "I listen to you!"
"clang!"
A crisp sound sounded, and the dagger in Samba's hand was knocked away by a wine bottle cap.
At the same time, the gun in Xiong Boren's hand also came into Ma Chao's hands.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. Xiong Bo felt the pain of the dagger slicing his neck. As long as the cut was deeper, he would die, but even so, the knife wound on his neck still drew his blood.
Samba was also horrified. He didn't even notice what had hit his dagger just now.
He was also shocked by how the revolver in Xiong Boren's hands ended up in Ma Chao's hands.
Samba was soaked in cold sweat. Looking at Yang Chen who was staring at him with a playful expression and a smile on his face, he was even more frightened. He had no doubt that if this man wanted his life, it would be easy.
"Why?" Yang Chen suddenly asked, obviously asking Samba.
Only then did Samba wake up. He quickly took a step back and lowered his head slightly: "I just want to survive!"
"Okay, I hope you can forget what happened here today, otherwise, I don't mind letting you forget everything!" Although Yang Chen was smiling, Samba felt endless pressure.
Xiong Boren may not understand, but Samba is different. He is a strong man and has a clear sense of aura.
Now that Yang Chen has left the Northern Territory, no one except his brothers in the Northern Territory and some high-level officials of the Nine Provinces Kingdom knows that if the news about him in Jiangzhou spreads, not only will the lives of those around him be in danger, but even the people around him will be in danger.
There will also be some trouble in the north.
A strong man of his level can be worth thousands of troops. He is a huge threat to any enemy country. There are countless people who want to kill him.
"thump!"
Samba suddenly knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said in a sonorous voice: "I will forget everything, but I want to follow you!"