Someone handed Bai Feng a wooden gun, which she accepted.
The moment she raised her hand, she pointed the muzzle of the gun at Master Gong without hesitation.
The war was about to begin.
Master Gong narrowed his eyes and gave a cold snort.
"I'd like to see how you manage to wipe out the Gong family."
Don't assume that only the Bai family has a gun.
Master Gong raised his hand again to give the order, and the bodyguards around him all drew their guns and engaged them in direct combat.
If this battle breaks out tonight, I estimate that some will die and others will be wounded.
Although Bai Feng's side was at a disadvantage, they hadn't expected to leave alive since they came tonight.
Among the crowd, Bai Jun's pupils were bloodshot, and his eyes burned with intense hatred.
"Aunt, I must kill Gong Zimo."
He could no longer contain the hatred in his heart.
Bai Feng knew, so she turned back to look at him and nodded.
"Don't worry, you will definitely kill Gong Ziming as you wish."
But with the two sides locked in this stalemate, when will there be a resolution?
Bai Jun couldn't wait any longer.
He was about to rush out and fire the first shot of the night, killing Gong Lintian.
But Bai Feng grabbed his hand and told him, "Don't be impulsive."
He frowned, somewhat displeased. "Auntie, why?"
The longer they drag this out, the less advantage they will gain.
Bai Feng's expression was grave. She reminded him, "Ziqi is still in their hands."
If the fight starts now, Gong Ziqi will undoubtedly be the one who suffers the most.
"For Ziqi's sake, please bear with it a little longer."
"Fine." Bai Jun had no other choice.
Gong Ziqi is Gong Zixiu's younger brother, and he also wants to save him.
Bai Junyi stepped back.
Bai Feng looked at Master Gong and negotiated with him again.
"In this way, one life for another."
"Release my son, and I'll stay here."
She's practically dead now.
She really didn't care how much longer she had to live.
But Gong Ziqi is different.
He's only in his twenties, and he hasn't even gotten married yet.
What she said was quite agreeable.
Master Gong immediately agreed to her request.
"Okay, I promise you."
He turned his head and exchanged a glance with the butler.
The latter frowned.
I felt there was no need to make things so tense.
But he wasn't actually involved.
He had no idea how much suffering his wife and the third young master endured when they were captured.
Nodding, the butler turned and led his men upstairs to find Gong Ziqi.
"Yes, I understand, sir."
As they went upstairs, they ran into Rong Shang and Gong Ziming at the bottom of the stairs, who were just about to come down.
The butler paused and greeted them.
As they passed each other, he turned back and kindly reminded them, "The scene down there is chaotic. I think it would be best if the Third Young Master and Miss Yunxi didn't go down and get involved, lest they get hurt."
How many of these people actually wanted to kill the Third Young Master? Probably at least a third.
Of course, the butler was only offering his suggestion.
When Gong Ziming headed down to the lobby without hesitation, the butler turned around and shook his head helplessly.
Okay.
Whether we live or die tonight is up to fate.
After waiting for a while, the people below still hadn't seen Gong Ziqi, but instead saw two familiar figures.
In the crowd, Bai Jun's pupils suddenly widened.
He instinctively tried to rush out, but Bai Feng stopped him again.
She turned her head, glared at him, and shook her head at him.
Bai Jun gritted his teeth in hatred whenever he saw Gong Ziming.
But there was no other way; he had to stay calm.
We must not let Gong Ziqi fall into crisis because of his personal whims.
Struggle, torment.
In the end, he went back.
At that moment, a woman's cold voice came from the center of the hall.
"Second concubine, it's been a long time."
How have you been lately?
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