The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

"It's okay, it's okay." The entourage advised, "This is in Suzhou City, their territory. You should say a few words less as the second master."

Even though Wu Zhang scolded fiercely, he knew in his heart that this action was very important. This is related to whether they can do business comfortably in the future. He grinded it for a long time before the eldest brother finally let go and gave this task to him. Wu Zhang didn't want to be looked down upon by the people on the island. Today, he must wipe out these Yankees and take a deep breath in front of the big brother!

The entourage saw Wu Zhang quiet down, and finally could stare at the front with peace of mind. Jiangnan buildings do not pay attention to symmetry, the alleys are narrow, and the terrain of this mixed hall is even more strange.

This errand came suddenly. At noon today, the people on the shore rushed to pass the news to the big boss, saying that they would kill a person and in return, they would give them a batch of good goods. The big boss didn't want to get involved in the internal affairs of the officials, but the conditions offered by the other party were really generous, and the big boss couldn't resist the temptation, and finally sent someone to land.

At the same time, the whereabouts of the assassination target were sent from the shore. According to them, the other party will go to the shack this afternoon. It is not yet clear who the person who came here is. Therefore, they must wait for the other party to come out of the Zhu family before they can determine the target. At times, the letter is a flying pigeon wrapped in red silk on its legs. The other party will leave by boat tonight, so the only chance to get out of the mess is the Wu family must kill the other party when they get out of the mess.

The eldest family wanted to send the most stable men, but the second leader had worn down badly. The eldest master saw the terrain of the gangbang in advance, thinking that they had a gun, and it was not easy to kill a court official from a distance, so they let the younger brother go. coming.

This location was chosen by their hearts. Not only was it a must-have place to get out of the mess, but it was also suitable for ambush. Even if the second master missed a shot, people from other places could make up for the fire. A secret report was sent just now, saying that the target has entered the Zhu family courtyard, and it is estimated that he will come out soon. They immediately poured the medicine, charged it, pressed the fire, loaded the match string, and entered the ready state. However, after the gunpowder was loaded, they waited for a long time, but no one came out of the alley.

The entourage comforted the bào irritable second master and continued to wait. Finally, a white dove flew from the gray wall, with a red silk tied to its leg. Ambush everyone knows that people are coming.

No one spoke in the alley anymore, and the black gun mouth silently pointed in the direction of the exit. The entourage also held their breath, waiting for the moment of assassination to come.

It stands to reason that those who are drifting at sea can't be afraid of death, but the followers are inexplicably flustered today, especially now, their eyelids are beating violently. The entourage was about to quietly press his eyelids when suddenly there were footsteps at the intersection in front of him, and then, without waiting for the entourage to respond, there was a scorching fire next to him.

Wu Zhang opened fire first. The ammunition hit the corner and slammed through the night sky. The entourage scolded, the second master opened fire early! But now is not the time to pursue these, everyone immediately aimed at the position just now, and fired at that place.

The gunpowder exploded in the air, the stones on the walls were blown away by the steel bombs, and the dust and smoke filled the air, making people more and more invisible. The entourage frowned, not sure if he had been hit just now, but at this moment, Wu Zhang, who was beside him, poured the medicine, loaded the gun again, and leaned forward again to fire.

The intuition of escaping death for many years told the entourage that it was not good.

This action affected the whole body at once, and the retreat time had been agreed long ago. Wu Zhang ignored the words of his followers and insisted on killing those people.

At this moment, Wang Yanqing was surrounded by a pair of solid and powerful arms, hiding in a blind spot. The breath of the person in front of him was warm and reliable, and he stood in front of her, as if no danger could come close. Wang Yanqing leaned on Lu Heng's shoulder and endured the deafening explosions.

Finally, those voices died down. Lu Heng let go of her and quickly asked, "How is it, are you hurt?"

Just when Wang Yanqing was about to leave the alley, Lu Heng's eyes suddenly noticed a spark in front of him. Lu Heng instinctively felt that something was wrong, and immediately retreated with Wang Yanqing in his arms. They hid behind the wall, dodging the first hidden gun, and then other fireballs flew, and Lu Heng also took Wang Yanqing away from the place and hid in a blind spot.

At this moment, Lu Heng is extremely grateful to herself for walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff for many years. She has exercised her repulsive and dangerous intuition. Her body made a move before she could react rationally. Otherwise, she would be in danger.

Wang Yanqing shook her head, Lu Heng was completely in front of her, not even the rocks fell on her. At this time, she smelled blood on the tip of her nose and said in surprise, "Are you injured?"

Lu Heng neatly cut a piece of cloth from the inner lining, tied it on his arm, and said, "It's nothing, just a stray bullet. You hide here and don't move, don't make a sound, and don't set fire to it."

Wang Yanqing hurriedly grabbed his arm and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

Just as Lu Heng was about to speak, the sound of fire rang out from behind. Wang Yanqing shrank back in fear, and Lu Heng hugged her with his uninjured arm, while silently counting the number of fires in his heart.

There were eight hits just now, but now there are only five hits, and there is a very strong concentration. The first person hits, and the others also hit one after another.

This shows that their fire cannons are not ready to fire at any time, and at least half a stick of incense is required to reload in the middle.