The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at a group of people on the other side.
Liu Ming, standing in the center of the crowd, was directly facing the muzzle of a gun.
An embarrassed expression appeared on his flushed face, and sweat began to trickle down his forehead. It was unclear whether he had drunk too much or was frightened by the gun.
The others also noticed the gun, and they all looked flustered.
"Brother Wan Xin, don't be impulsive."
“Young Master Wan, there’s no need for you to lower yourself to our level. If you fire your gun, you’ll get yourself killed too. There’s no need for that.”
“Yes, Young Master Wan, you are the young master of the Wan family, and you will enjoy wealth and honor in the future. We are just insignificant little people. It is not worth it for you to die with us.”
The appearance of the gun terrified many people, who immediately began to plead with Wan Xin to put in a good word for them.
This was completely different from how they had acted like fools in front of Wanfuji a few days earlier.
Wan Xin felt a surge of joy, all the pent-up frustration of the past few days vanished, and she gripped the gun even tighter.
Wan Xin knew that the reason these people changed their attitudes was not because of herself.
It wasn't Tang Huan beside him either.
It's simply because of this gun.
A gun whose firing is uncertain is enough to terrify them.
Liu Ming tried his best to remain calm. He stared at the dark gun, his mind in turmoil.
“Wan Xin had already resigned himself to his fate a few days ago, powerless against our suppression, and the Wan family was unwilling to stand up for him. If it weren’t for that, there wouldn’t be today’s celebration. Why did he suddenly come to kill us?”
"There's no mistake about this gun. It's the same gun Tang Huan took out during the competition with the Northern Region. I've heard that Wan Xin and Tang Huan are very close, and they have a lot of cooperation on the Southern Region project. Could their relationship be so good that Tang Huan would lend him a gun?"
"No, now when people mention guns, everyone thinks of Tang Huan. If Wan Xin uses a gun to injure someone, Tang Huan will definitely not be able to escape responsibility in the end."
"so……"
Liu Ming didn't look at the gun again, but slowly turned his head to look at the young man next to Wan Xin.
The other person's attitude was completely out of place with the atmosphere in the room.
Amidst the tense and fearful crowd, he sat down by himself, casually picked up a nearby wine jug, took a sip, and then smacked his lips, saying, "Fenjiu? It tastes just like I do."
The man had only drunk alcohol, but his natural and relaxed demeanor made Liu Ming dare not ignore him.
At this moment, he already had a guess in his mind.
Although it's just speculation, it's probably true.
The person before me is none other than the great poet Tang Huan.
"Shouldn't he still be in Qihuai County? When did he suddenly arrive in the capital?"
Liu Ming had a million questions in his mind. He could stand up to Wan Xin because he had Liu Xuan behind him, but what if the person on the other side was Tang Huan?
Not to mention himself, even the young master of the Liu family would have to be polite and respectful to the other party, and would probably have to treat him with great courtesy.
Liu Ming didn't foolishly confront them; he got to where he is today not only because of his gradually estranged blood ties with the Liu family.
He has a keen eye for trends, and his ability to adapt to changing circumstances is unparalleled.
In addition, he often said flattering things to make Liu Xuan happy, which naturally secured his position and made him quite well-known in the capital.
"Lord Tang."
Liu Ming clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Tang Huan in a humble manner.
Tang Huan looked up at Liu Ming with some surprise. "Not bad, you guessed it was me so quickly?"
Liu Ming smiled ingratiatingly, "Sir, what are you saying? Everyone knows that you won the competition for Daqing with just two guns, bringing huge benefits to Daqing. Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you must have heard about it."
Tang Huan's performance was a direct answer to this question.
It's either a bluff or Tang Huan himself has enough confidence to back it up.
Liu Ming felt that the latter was more likely, otherwise Wan Xin would not have suddenly visited.
"Well, I've long admired your name, sir, and so has Young Master Liu. He's always talking about wanting to get to know you and see if there's any opportunity to cooperate."
Tang Huan said in surprise, "Really? I didn't know that. If this Young Master Liu wants to cooperate, why hasn't he come to me yet?"
"Didn't you suddenly and quietly leave the capital after the competition? When the young master went to look for you, you were no longer in the capital. He has been waiting for you to come back."
Tang Huan nodded, but did not continue the conversation on that topic.
Of everyone present, apart from Liu Ming, the mere sight of a gun was enough to strike fear into the hearts of all.
Now that they know Tang Huan's identity, they dare not even breathe loudly.
They lacked Liu Ming's courage and had no background; at best, they were just a group of insignificant people who could be discarded at any time.
Therefore, Tang Huan didn't look at these people; all her attention was on Liu Ming.
Faced with this obsequious, ever-smiling guy, Tang Huan was somewhat unsure of what to do next.
I made such a big fuss, and the other party just showed up with a smile.
It is said that one should not hit a smiling face.
Tang Huan glanced to the side and saw that Wan Xin was still holding the gun high, pointing it directly at Liu Ming the whole time, even when the guy was right in front of Tang Huan.
Unlike the guns of later generations that underwent countless improvements and modifications, it was already quite remarkable that Tang Huan was able to create such a powerful weapon in Qihuai County, so it was naturally impossible for it to be lightweight and compact.
Wan Xin held it in her hand for only a few minutes before her wrists began to feel weak and her arms started to feel a dull ache.
Suddenly, Wan Xin lowered the hand holding the gun slightly.
Liu Ming couldn't help but take a step back. After seeing Wan Xin rub her sore wrist and point the gun at him again, Liu Ming quietly moved closer to Tang Huan.
He didn't think he could outrun that gun.
At such close range, Liu Ming suspected he would be blown to bits.
There have been persistent rumors that the Northern Man who was shot had his arm and stomach ripped open, and the story is shrouded in mystery, but it seems to be true.
Liu Ming didn't think he could take a beating better than the people of the Northern Region.
He suspected that at this distance, he would explode.
"That guy!"
Tang Huan noticed Liu Ming's actions, looked at Wan Xin, and reached out to press Wan Xin's hand down.
Then, with a smile, she asked, "Are you tired?"
"Tired, this thing is a bit heavy."
Tang Huan took the gun into his own hand, and Wan Xin immediately began to massage his wrists and arms.
Seeing this, Liu Ming immediately put on a smiling face and said ingratiatingly, "Lord Tang, this is all a misunderstanding. We don't actually have any conflict with the Wan family. Young Master Liu..."
Before he could finish speaking, Liu Ming's voice trembled.
Because the crisis that had just been averted has resurfaced.
The gun, which had just been taken from Wan Xin's hand, was returned to Tang Huan's hand and once again pointed at the crowd.
"Do you think I'll shoot?"
Amid Tang Huan's smiling expression, Liu Ming heard a gunshot.
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