"Damn XX, Song Shui-shui, you should have fired a cold gun!" Nanhua Zheng turned around and saw his brother-in-law with a pistol in his hand. The muzzle of the pistol was still smoking. His face was grinning fiercely, and he could not help shouting angrily.

It should be noted that the most important thing for those who mix up on rivers and lakes is a sense of righteousness, and the most hated one is the one who puts cold guns behind his back. Jianghu is a place to speak by strength. If you have the ability, you will eat a fat man in one breath and nobody dares to say...