Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

There were 32 people in the masked group, and they were divided into three teams according to the boss's instructions.

Individuals from each team are distributed in three areas of the venue, namely the South, North and West areas.

Cheng Zui and Xie Jiaojiao are in the southern area, while Quan Si and Qin Ji are in the northern area.

In addition, Yide and Shen Xi were dispersed to the west area by the crowd.

The West District had the most masked people, with 16 in total.

There are 8 people in the South District and people in the North District.

Shen Xi looked at the young man with long light golden hair beside him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had noticed Ide at the table just now, but he looked completely different from the last time he saw him at the special channel of the talent market. Later, he recognized him by his blond hair.

Ide noticed his gaze and looked back at him calmly.

A pair of sea-blue eyes are as pure as the ocean, the whole person's temperament is very pure, and the facial features are delicate and three-dimensional.

"Will you fight?" Shen Xi said with a half-smile.

Ide nodded slightly, "He was the leader of the Knights of Fevius for a while before, and he's pretty good at fighting."

Shen Xi raised his eyebrows when he saw this, looked at him for a moment, and then returned to the 16 masked men in front of him.

This group of people arrived at the right time.

He hasn't had a proper warm-up in a long time.

Shen Xi smiled like a fox, "Who will go first?"

"You kid...don't be so arrogant!"

"Arrogant?" Shen Xi restrained his smile, and his whole aura suddenly changed.

Ide couldn't help but look at him twice more.

In his impression, Shen Xi is a taciturn and gentle person. It seems...you can't judge a book by its cover.

At this time, more than half of the people in the venue had been cleared, and many people called 110 to report the incident.

The masked men knew that the situation was unfavorable, but they did not want to give up this rare opportunity.

So they planned to make a quick decision and try to take the target person away before the police arrived.

At the back door of the North District, Quan Si looked at the eight masked men in front of him with an expressionless face.

The group's eyes lit up when they saw him. Judging from the photos provided, this was exactly the person they were looking for.

"Quan Si, someone paid to buy your life. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have offended!" The leader spat on the ground.

Quan Si knew that this group of people came for him, but...

These people are really stupid to choose to take action in such a crowded place.

This group of masked men were sent by Ma Ping to deal with Quan Si.

Ever since Quan Si resigned from Ma Ping's company (see Chapter 3), a wave of resignations has been set off. Many employees within the company have long been dissatisfied with the oppression and exploitation of long-term unpaid overtime work and have chosen to resign. Some people have even filed labor arbitration against him.

Therefore, Ma Ping's status plummeted.

What he didn't expect was that the instigator Quan Si was actually the young master of the Quan family, a prominent family in City A, and took over Quan's Jewelry Co., Ltd. at a young age.

Ma Ping thought that he was now middle-aged and his company had just started to improve a little, but he had encountered all these things. He blamed it all on Quan Si.

I think these are all caused by abuse of power.

If it weren't for Quan Si, his company would definitely be thriving now!

Blame him!

So, Ma Ping, holding a grudge, found a group of desperate criminals who only cared about money and not people, and asked them to kill Quan Si secretly.

Who knew that these masked men were all brainless.

He only knew how to kill people, and had no idea about acting in secret.

So we have the scene like today.

"Since you are so beautiful, I can give you a quick death, but you have to play with me first..." The masked man in the lead narrowed his eyes and his tone sounded particularly obscene.

Quan Si sneered, "Dream on."

He looked at Qin Ji who was standing beside him, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"How about we divide this group equally?"

Qin Ji stared coldly at the masked man who had just spoken wildly, "Okay, leave the leader to me, I don't like him."

Seeing this, Quan Si's eyebrows slightly curved, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

He used his free time these days to carefully study the fighting secrets book and practiced it in the open space of his villa.

In addition, the physical strength and speed values ​​that were previously exchanged for the heartthrob value have been maxed out, so he is now more than capable of dealing with these people.

"The leader will take care of it last. I have something to ask him."

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, two figures jumped up.

Quan Si took the lead and kicked the person closest to him. The man was obviously frightened and fell to the ground.

Quan Si had no mercy at all for the person who wanted to take his life. It was not enough for him to knock the man down, he stepped hard on the man's hand with his leather shoe.

Along with the sound of bones dislocating, the man who fell to the ground screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ah—my hand!"

Quan Si snatched the gun from his hand, and seeing that other people were pointing guns at him, he came up with a plan to pull up the fallen man and take him hostage.

His cold gun was pressed against the man's temple, and the pain in his hand was unbearable.

"Don't shoot!" The man was shaking with fear.

The next second, he still overestimated his own worth, and saw one of the masked men shoot him directly.

The man was shot and a few drops of blood from the explosion in his chest splashed onto Quan Si's face.

In his original world, he had seen countless scenes of life and death, but he didn't even blink an eye.

"You are worth nothing more than this." Quan Si sighed leisurely, then threw the dead man aside.

One of the eight people is dead now. Of the remaining seven, four have attracted Qin Ji's attention, leaving three in front of him.

Quan Si quickly glanced at the situation on Qin Ji's side.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The man moved nimbly amid the flying bullets and was not at a disadvantage despite being surrounded by four people.

And it's obvious that his skills are not amateur.

It should be due to long-term professional training.

Quan Si held the gun that he had just snatched from the dead man in his hand, staring at the three people in front of him with cold eyes.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me in shooting?" He sneered, his cold and handsome face full of contempt.

"You are a second-generation rich kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. Do you know how to use a gun? Don't hurt yourself by mistake."

As soon as he finished speaking, Quan Si pulled the trigger and the man cried out in pain, "Ah, my leg—"

When he looked down, he saw that his right leg had been shot and blood was seeping out.

Quan Si played with the gun in his hand, "Anyone else want to try it?"

The man who was shot was twitching in pain on the ground. After a while, he passed out due to excessive blood loss.