Chapter 1102 Little Ninth Master, No!
Han Yongan knew that Gu Jinxiu was unfathomable, especially when he saw the calm and carefree face on the other party's face, which didn't look like he was facing danger at all, his heart burst into anger.
Therefore, he ordered the killing to silence the first time.
The killing duel does not require too much nonsense and maneuvering, Han Yongan just wants to kill Gu Jin.
This person is the biggest variable in all his plans along the way.
She can't stay!
As soon as Han Yongan gave the order, all the attendants behind him immediately flew towards Gu Jin.
Wan Qi Yanghong, Wan Qi Jingyi immediately put on a defensive posture, ready to face the battle.
The accident happened in the next instant.
Those attendants in uniform suddenly became weak and fell to the ground in a strange and very embarrassing posture.
This scene was watched by everyone.
Han Yongan first showed astonishment, and then became furious.
"What's the matter with you?!"
Seeing this, Wan Qi Yanghong and his son were slightly relieved.
The expression on Gu Jin's face remained unchanged, and his eyes lightly glanced at the attendant who was lying on the ground.
She raised her eyes, stared at Han Yongan's panic, and laughed: "Your Majesty, since I dared to come today, I have prepared a perfect plan. Do you think these few low-level attendants can kill me?"
Han Yong'an became angry from embarrassment, with a strong killing intent in his eyes, he stood up from his seat and slapped the table with his big hands.
"Not good!!!" Wan Qi Yanghong trembled in fear.
"Boom!"
The big hand slapped the table, making a deafening noise.
The small conference room, full of golden light, was soon filled with nets.
The moment Han Yong'an slapped the table with his big hand, Wan Qi Yanghong tightly protected Gu Jin behind him, his expression became extremely ugly, and even distorted with hatred.
Others don't know, but he knows that there is a formation in this conference room.
It's just that it has never been activated for decades, causing him to almost forget about it.
Several golden lights flashed from the roof of the house and went straight to Gu Jin, Wan Qi Yanghong, Wan Qi Jingyi, the secretary, and the five assistants.
Jin Guang consciously surrounded the five people, forming an invisible cage of several square meters, imprisoning them inside.
Seeing this scene, Han Yongan showed an expression that he was in control of everything. His face looked much better, and his eyes showed surprise and wanton arrogance.
"The head of the Xuanji Sect is nothing more than that, he is still trapped by my net!"
He walked towards the five people step by step, his words were full of disdain.
Gu Jin didn't even look at him, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to the arrogant and villainous appearance of the other party.
Her eyes swept towards the golden light beside her. They seemed to flicker consciously, releasing powerful aura, which made people daunting.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the invisible golden light gave her a sense of intimacy.
Somehow, it gave her a kind of cognition that it didn't seem to hurt her.
Gu Jin slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the golden light that spread the aura and flickered.
"Little Ninth Master, no!"
Wan Qi Yanghong stretched out his hand to hold his arm, preventing her from touching the formation.
Following his movements, Gu Jin's outstretched hand stopped.
Han Yongan, who walked up to several people, snorted coldly: "If you don't mind getting rid of these hands, you can give it a try!"
These words are quite harsh, and there is also a sense of superiority.
Gu Jin withdrew his hand, stood in the cage made of golden light, and looked back at Han Yongan calmly.
The other party seemed to have everything under control, completely gone from the previous panic.
He raised his chin to Gu Jin, pointed at the attendants who were lying on the ground, and asked in a cold voice, "What's going on with them? When did you do it?"