The gun barrels of two people were aimed at Xiaobao, while one other person's gun barrel was aimed at Li Xiao.
A bandit who had previously been injured by Xiaobao's flying knife also raised his gun barrel towards Li Xiao's direction.
For a moment, it seemed no one could do anything to the other, trapped in a brief stalemate.
Xiaobao appeared unconcerned whether anyone responded and continued to laugh: "Look at you cannon fodder. Didn't the people who sent you tell you how strong Xiaobao's cultivation is? Do you think your broken guns can do anything to me?"
"Here's the deal, I won't make it difficult for you. Just back away, and I guarantee I won't kill you!" Xiaobao spoke casually, as if victory was assured.
At this moment, one of the gun-wielding bandits finally spoke: "Today, if we don't kill you, we'll die ourselves!"
"Wow, you really are cannon fodder, huh? So eager to die? Don't you ever think about your wives and children?" Xiaobao shouted calmly while smoking.
