Such an imposing aura would probably scare an ordinary person to death on the spot.
But in Ye Tian's eyes, it was somewhat ridiculous.
It was as if a swarm of ants were yelling at a dragon, trying to intimidate it.
It seemed impressive, but it was a joke.
Ye Tian's eyes were sharp and filled with disdain as he scanned the crowd.
He put his hands behind his back and said proudly.
"How dare an ant shake the heavens?"
"Those who want to be buried with Wang Biao, step forward!"
Liu Xiaodao and the other eight lords immediately stood up and clasped their hands in greeting to Wang Biao.
"Brother Biao, we owe our success to your kindness."
"I am willing to kill this thief and relieve Brother Biao's burden."
Wang Biao nodded in satisfaction and said in a cold voice.
"Granted!"
Liu Xiaodao and his eight companions immediately left their seats.
They lined up in a row, coldly staring at Ye Tian, and suddenly drew their guns!
Instantly, eight dark gun barrels were aimed at Ye Tian.
"Kid, you'd better open your eyes in your next life."
"This is what happens when you go against Brother Biao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all eight men fired their guns at the same time.
Bang bang bang!
The gunshots were deafening, causing people to retreat in fear, lest they be accidentally injured.
But the next moment, Liu Yidao and the others' expressions changed drastically.
To their shock, Ye Tian had vanished without a trace.
Where are they?
Before they could react, several cold glints suddenly flew in from the side.
Puff puff puff~
A series of muffled thuds followed, and blood splattered everywhere.
Liu Yidao looked down in terror.
To his despair, he discovered that a chopstick was stuck in his throat!
Thump!
Liu Yidao didn't even have time to let out a scream.
The corpse then fell to the ground.
Five other feudal lords also died along with him.
Everyone is like someone whose throat has been pierced by chopsticks.
He was killed instantly, and his death was extremely gruesome!
"Hiss... This!!!"
The shocking scene left everyone present shivering and their faces turning pale.
I thought Ye Tian would be shot to death.
Unexpectedly, it was Liu Yidao and his group who died.
Is it possible that even a gun can't harm him?
At this point, only two of the eight major warlords remained.
Seeing their companion die a horrific death, the two men were thrown into complete disarray and turned pale with horror.
Although they were the underground bosses in various towns, they relied more on guns and their henchmen.
The reason he stepped forward was because he had a gun and thought killing Ye Tian would be a piece of cake.
Who would pass up such a golden opportunity?
Unexpectedly, Ye Tian was so terrifying that even when eight people fired at the same time, they failed to hit him.
Instead, he killed six of them.
This isn't some kind of handout; it's a death sentence from the Grim Reaper!
"Kill him!"
The remaining two let out a loud roar.
He fired again at Ye Tian.
"ah!"
This time, it immediately caused a burst of terrified screams.
Ye Tian had already rushed into the crowd of guests.
The chopsticks I just used were simply grabbed from next to the guest.
Now, the moment these two men fired their guns, the guests were immediately plunged into danger.
Seeing this, Ye Tian swiftly dodged away.
Two unfortunate guests were shot and fell to the ground.
The scene immediately descended into chaos.
People ran outside frantically, like madmen.
They were terrified that if they ran too late, they would be beaten to death on the spot and become innocent victims.
"idiot!"
Seeing this, Wang Biao was so angry that his eyelids twitched, and he cursed inwardly.
With the guests gone, his birthday banquet was completely ruined.
Just then, two more chopsticks flew out.
With perfect precision, it struck the throats of the remaining two feudal lords.
The two people, their faces filled with fear, pain, and resentment, collapsed and died.
The guests had all vanished by now.
Only Wang Biao's subordinates and Qi Ping from the Public Security Management Brigade remained.
Wang Biao stared at the corpses of the eight feudal lords, gritting his teeth, his face turning black with rage.
"Very good, you are really good!"
"If I let you leave alive today, I, Wang Biao, will take your surname!"
Wang Biao, his murderous intent boiling, pointed at Ye Tian and roared.
"Attack him together! Kill him!"
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