Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

In the early morning, most of the poor people in the Pigpen Walled City got up early to wash and prepare for work.

These days the charterer didn't cut off the water as often as usual, and she didn't give in to the Ax Gang and drive them away. In the midst of adversity, everyone suddenly discovered that the housekeeper was not as annoying and stingy as usual.

The people who gathered around the courtyard to wash and fetch water all had dull faces and remained silent. When acquaintances met, they even lacked the energy to greet each other, which made Pigpen Walled City feel lifeless in the morning when the sun just broke.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and there was a chaotic noise. A group of fierce men in black clothes and black trousers with axes in their hands pressed into the pig cage walled city.

After Ah Xing stood still, he glanced around with cold eyes, sneered, and waved his hands.

Dozens of people understood immediately, and forced everyone in the courtyard together with axes, squatting down and hugging their heads, and another dozen people took more than a dozen cans of kerosene, and began to pour around the tube building, and a strong smell spread immediately. open.

"Fire oil, that's fire oil!"

"What are you going to do? That's our home. How can we live if you burn it? Don't burn it!"

"..."

One person opened his mouth and raised his head, and immediately everyone yelled, and the gang around them waved their axes pretendingly, and even threats were useless.

Ah Xing listened to the noise in his ears, frowned deeply, and felt as if a group of flies were buzzing around his ears, it was extremely noisy, and suddenly a feeling of irritability and tyranny surged into his heart.

His face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he reached out his hand and took out a pistol from his arms, regardless of whether he fired at the crowd in the courtyard or not!

A few shots hit the empty space, but there were also two people who immediately screamed and hugged their wounds, fell to the ground and wailed in pain.

But after the gunshots, only two people howled in the huge pig cage city wall, and the rest of the people were so frightened that their hands and feet were trembling, their faces were pale, and they all fell silent.

"Bitch! Don't worry about it, just pour it on me!"

Ah Xing waved his hand, with a look of ferocity on his face, he ordered the dozen or so gangsters who had turned their heads after hearing the gunshots to continue pouring kerosene.

At this moment, Ah Xing suddenly heard a commotion nearby, he turned his head to look, a man wearing an apron somehow knocked down two ax gangs and rushed towards an early morning shop.

"Snapped!"

The Fried Ghost kicked up several noodle sticks of different lengths, jumped up, and kicked them all the way after the ax he was hacking.

The wooden stick hit the body heavily, and there was a huge force, the bones were broken and the tendons were injured. The bodies of a dozen gang members flew up to the ground like light pieces of paper, stirring up a cloud of dust, and they couldn't get up again.

The fried ghost grabbed a long stick with both hands, unleashed the Wulang Bagua stick, and charged at the dozens of axe gangs.

Ah Xing looked at the deep-fried ghost who was showing off his majesty, and dozens of people couldn't get close to him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes, and his expression was sarcastic.

"Another person who wants to show himself with some martial arts? The leader is right. Such a person is ridiculous."

"Back! Draw your gun!"

Ah Xing calmly yelled to the courtyard, and the other dozen gang members also threw down the oil drum and took out their guns, and fired bullets at the fried ghost, restraining him.

The fried ghost walked steadily, and retreated rapidly, but a bullet still hit the long stick, and the long stick was almost broken in two by the splash of sawdust.

The fried ghost retreated into his breakfast shop, hid in the depths, looked at the ferocious bullet marks on the solid long stick in his hand, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of dread and anxiety in his heart.

Seeing this, Ah Xing sneered. The leader of the gang had explained that there might be some martial arts masters in this pig cage city, so most of his hundred and ten people were equipped with pistols, and they had been waiting for this moment.

"Wow."

Without the non-stop offensive of the fried ghosts, dozens of people would pull out their pistols from their clothes when they had time, and approach the silent breakfast shop step by step.

When dozens of people approached the door of the breakfast shop, they naturally saw no one when they looked inside, but the counter turned upside down in the next second, and then tables were picked up by long sticks and smashed at everyone.

The ax gang screamed and backed away, only Ah Xing squinted his eyes and looked at both sides of the door instead of looking elsewhere.

"Wow!"

Zhang Zhang knocked down a large group of axes to help the crowd, and in the chaos, a ghostly figure suddenly jumped out of the early shop door, stepping on dazzling steps, rushing to the outside of the pig cage wall, obviously trying to escape.

Ah Xing squinted one eye, straightened his arms, took aim early, and immediately shot several times!

He knew that he had only held the gun for a few days, and his marksmanship was terrible, so he didn't pursue a sure hit, but wanted to win by numbers.

Just now a dozen people fired so many guns but only hit the long stick. This time, the fried ghost was not so lucky. He was shot in the waist and left leg with a bloody hole.

In an instant, the fried ghost changed from skimming to struggling to move, until he had to stop weakly on the stick, dragging a horrible bloodstain along the way.

Ah Xing led people to surround him, and dozens of black guns pointed at the fried ghost, which made him break out in cold sweat and his pupils contracted.

"I want to make trouble, but I find that I can't beat it and run away. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world!"

Ah Xing stood up straight, with his chin slightly raised, pointing the gun at the fried ghost with a mocking expression and said.

The fried ghost's face turned red, and his heart was full of sullen anger: "You have the ability to put down your guns, what's so good about relying on the power of foreign guns!"

There was stupidity in the words, but more of them were full of anger, and they had lost their minds.

Decades of painstaking practice, painstaking efforts, but in the end let a little gangster shoot down casually, he is so powerless and ridiculous, fried ghost hate!

He suddenly stared and yelled, pushed the stick back, straightened up with all his strength, swung the stick desperately in an instant, looking at the momentum, he wanted to beat Ah Xing to death.

But before the stick fell, several gunshots rang out first, and the fried ghost was beaten with dozens of blood holes all over his body, and fell down with an expression of unwillingness and resentment.

Although the long stick did not fall, the strong wind hit the face, the momentum was terrifying, it seemed to make people feel like they had fallen into hell, and they felt palpitations and panic.

When Ah Xing came back to his senses in a daze, he touched the blood splattered on his face, and his face changed suddenly, showing a few traces of resentment and viciousness.

Just now he really walked in the face of life and death, all because these people in the courtyard did not repent, they just refused to move.

"Light it up! Light it up! I'm going to burn everything on this ground!"

The main thing to help is the land, and the dilapidated tube building on the ground needs to be demolished, and Ah Xing is so angry that he has no scruples at this time.

After hearing the order, more than a dozen gang members took out their lighters one after another and walked towards the place where the fire oil was poured on the side of the building.

Among the people squatting in the courtyard, a man wearing a white tattered vest and squatting in a rather effeminate posture was very anxious when he saw the fire was about to ignite.

But when he turned his head and saw the dilapidated corpse of Fried Ghost, and then thought of Coolie Qiang who had lost his legs and disappeared after being extremely frustrated, he fell silent.

It is useless to go out by yourself. The iron fist does not mean that the whole body is iron, and I am afraid that it will also end up being shot to death by random guns, so why bother to show off for a while.

A little spark splashed on the kerosene, and when the monstrous firelight shone in the courtyard, Ah Xing laughed triumphantly at the scene in front of him, and the firelight made his look even more ferocious.

"A bunch of poor ghosts, I don't believe that you are still here after your house is burned down!"

Ah Xing happily said the two words he was often scolded in the past, and he felt extremely comfortable in his heart.

"Can you leave a way for people to survive!"

A piercing sound reached everyone's ears, causing everyone in the courtyard to hold their heads in pain.

With the sound wave, a wide window suddenly burst open, and the strong wind rushing out of the room made the fire violently sway outside.

Two figures quietly descended from the tall building, the charter woman was still smoking a cigarette, but her expression was not as usual, very serious, and the charter man also looked at the ax to help everyone with cold eyes.

Ah Xing already had enough experience, so without thinking too much, he immediately raised his hand and shot at the two of them.

The charter left an afterimage in place, and suddenly appeared in front of the charter woman. With his right hand, he stirred the force to circle the trajectory of the bullet. As he waved his hand slowly, the bullet became slower and slower visible to the naked eye, and finally he was indifferent. hold in hand.

Everyone in the squatting pig cage city looked horrified. No one would have imagined that the charterer, who was often beaten up by the charter woman with a bruised nose and a swollen face, would be so fierce.

"Master! This is the legendary peerless master! I am so lucky to meet you today!" The tailor muttered to himself, his lips parted slightly, his face full of disbelief and unexpected joy.

Ah Xing couldn't help being deeply shocked by the scene in front of him, and froze in place.

He once heard from his subordinates that the leader of the gang is a fairy-like figure who can block bullets without moving his hands and feet. Because it was too mysterious, he thought it was just exaggeration and nonsense, but today he saw it with his own eyes. Xu, this impact on him is really too big.

Before the ax could help everyone come back to their senses, the charterer suddenly let go, revealing the charterer who had finished her luck.

A burst of ripples visible to the naked eye blasted out from the charterer's mouth, rolling up the rolling loess and bringing up pieces of gravel, roaring the ax to help everyone fly upside down, and fell to the ground, most of them were seriously injured and passed out.

There are also others who hold their bleeding ears and eyes and keep screaming, rolling all over the ground in pain.

Ah Xing shook his head and stood up staggeringly. Before he could tell the difference between east, west, north, and south, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was so shocked that he even temporarily forgot other severe pains.

Knowing that he couldn't hear anything now, the charter woman stretched out a hand and squeezed it slowly in front of Ah Xing. Coupled with her cold killing intent on her face, the threat was even more threatening.

Ah Xing nodded in a daze, expressing his understanding, then fled away in embarrassment outside the pig cage city without caring about the others.

The charterer walked slowly to the charterer's side, and sighed with emotion.

"I made a poisonous oath to stop showing my martial arts, and now I'm showing it. I don't know if it's right or wrong."

"The fire is going to burn to my own house, so I can do it if I don't do it for others!"

The charter woman looked cold, but she didn't hesitate to regret it.

"I hope that this kid can frighten him by talking about our martial arts to the leader of the Ax Gang after he goes back. If we really want to fight, we will be safe, but the rest of the people in this courtyard will be killed. kill."

Bao Zugong sighed again, and looked back at the people in Pigpen Walled City who were fighting the fire.

The charter woman looked at A Xing who had staggered away, but her heart was still shrouded in some doubts, and she felt a chill down her spine for no reason.

It's normal for a young man to make a mistake on an errand. The last time she saw Ah Xing, although he was a bit of a hooligan, she could still see that there was still some kindness in her heart.

But in the past few days, it's like a different person, vicious and cold-blooded, treating human life like nothing, like a devouring beast, she really can't imagine what in this ax gang can make people become like this in a short time.

In the main hall of the Ax Gang, two black-clothed gang members came in with Ah Xing who was unconscious.

Ah Xing ran wildly all the way, causing internal injuries due to the restlessness of Qi and blood. Although he was not fatal, he was bleeding from all seven orifices, looking miserable and embarrassing.

Li Xiu waved back to help the crowd in the hall. He saw that Ah Xing's injury should be caused by the renter's lion's roar, but he didn't give any treatment. He just sat in the hall like that, just watching with a playful expression.

He was waiting, waiting for a strange phenomenon to happen.

Suddenly, Ah Xing, who was lying on the ground, moved his right hand slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

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