He also has an identical one, but unfortunately, his weapon is a silver-like wax gun head, which is a useless decoration.
Because the most important thing is missing, bullets.
He studied it for a long time but failed to find it.
"Cousin, it seems you know how powerful this weapon is." Mo Chuan said calmly.
But there was a touch of bitterness in my heart.
His weapons were aimed at his relatives, the ones he least wanted to deal with.
The same Chu family blood flows in their bodies.
But fate played tricks on people, causing the Chu family to kill each other.
Either he dies or I die.
The master of Zixiao Pavilion was livid, his chest was rising and falling, and he suddenly felt a sense of frustration that if he made a mistake, everything would be lost.
Could it be that I had been planning and waiting for so long, and that I was about to succeed, only to be ruined at the last step
How can it be!
Unwilling to give in, he gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and his finger bones made a crisp popping sound.
It was obvious that he was extremely angry and on the verge of breaking out.
Xiao Si and Zhui Feng were all prepared, not daring to blink.
Even Qi Hongbo's expression became surprisingly solemn.
They knew that the current Master of Zixiao Pavilion was like an enraged and wounded beast, and he might kill someone at any time.
And as soon as he takes action, he will definitely use his full strength, leaving no room for any chance, let alone any way to fall back, ensuring that he will hit with one hit.
I just don’t know who the target of his attack will be.
But everyone guessed that the most likely person was Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan himself knew it very well.
"You brat, even if I die, I still have someone to support you!"
Sure enough, the master of Zixiao Pavilion let out a fierce laugh, pressed his palms on the wheelchair, and flew into the air, like a goshawk, and rushed towards a person.
But that person was beyond everyone's expectations.
Not Mo Chuan!
But Chu Shaobai!
Chu Shaobai didn't even think about dodging the sudden attack from the Master of Zixiao Pavilion, because he never expected that his father would suddenly attack him.
Seeing that his father had turned into another person, he felt like a knife was twisting his heart. He was in a state of despair, and he did not expect that danger would come to him all of a sudden.
When he noticed the strong wind palm above his head and saw his father's old and ferocious face, instead of resisting, he curled up the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.
Being able to die in the hands of my father and return this life to my father is not the best way to repay him.
"Beast!"
"Worse than a beast!"
"Tiger poison doesn't eat its seeds. You want to kill even your own son. You are simply not human!"
When everyone saw this scene, even though they were too late to rescue, they all cursed in their hearts.
Mo Chuan was also shocked. At this time, it was too late for him to rush forward to save Chu Shaobai. In desperation, he had no choice but to pull the trigger in his hand.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise.
Smoke filled the air.
A piece of black clothes fell to the ground, like a piece of goshawk wings falling off.
When the smoke dissipated, apart from the black clothes, the master of Zixiao Pavilion was nowhere to be seen in the Buddhist hall.
Chu Shaobai opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"Father! Father!" he shouted.
But Mo Chuan raised his head and looked at a big hole on the roof of the Buddhist hall. The sand and gravel fell one after another, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.