1132. Chapter 1132 It's not as good as a dog to wear a prince 6
Six or seven bodyguards in black suits rushed in with pistols in their hands, all aiming at Murong Xitian.
There were several loud "crash" sounds, and the entire window in the room was kicked to pieces.
Breaking through the window, more than a dozen bodyguards in black suits rushed in. They were holding the same sniper rifles as Zheng Yu. Almost as soon as they entered the house, they also pointed their guns at Murong Xitian.
As long as he moves, these people will pull the trigger without mercy!
When the young emperor saw his people appearing, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Prince Xiao, is this a big joke?"
"A joke? I'm serious." Without thinking, Murong Xitian locked the Young Emperor's throat with one hand, held the pistol in his right hand and pulled it out, "Your gun is pretty good, let me play with it."
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Damn, I don’t want to kill him, I want his pistol!
He should have thought a long time ago that they were planning to acquire the Empress' arms, so they would naturally be very interested in firearms.
The young emperor's whole face twitched: "Tell me earlier, I have as much of this thing as you want. There are enough bullets, you can play with it as you want." As he said that, he pushed the hand holding his throat with a playful smile.
Unexpectedly, that hand seemed to have become one with his neck, and it remained motionless no matter how hard he applied it.
"Let them fire their guns and get out!" Murong Xitian did not trust this young emperor, and would not relax even a little bit before ensuring that he and Xia Ziluo were safe.
The young emperor suddenly became cowardly and winked at the bodyguard: "Get out of here!"
The bodyguards were like well-trained soldiers. The moment the Young Emperor gave the order, they put down their guns and left empty-handed.
Murong Xitian called to Xia Ziluo: "Luo'er, move all the guns to the bed, these are ours!"
Nani?
Xia Ziluo came back to his senses and was shocked again.
It turned out that Murong Xitian wanted the pistol in the young emperor's hand to be fake, and he was serious about tricking the young emperor. Otherwise, he only had to ask, and the young emperor would definitely give him a gun to play with.
But it's just one or two guns, not more.
But now, Xia Ziluo glanced at the ground - thirteen sniper rifles and eight pistols. If they could go back to ancient times, they would be enough not to dominate the world.
"It's a pity, I only have a gun, but no bullets." Xia Ziluo felt that he should be a husband and a wife, so he climbed up the pole and played a deceptive game.
The young emperor, like a human spirit, immediately understood: "Yes, yes, as many as you want. I will have someone send you two boxes in a while."
"Are there any grenades?" Xia Ziluo muttered as he picked up the gun, as if talking to himself.
The young emperor's body hurts, but his life is still in Murong Xitian's hands. No matter how painful it is, it is not as important as his own life: "Yes, but this is not easy to get, there are not many, can one box be enough?"
"Almost. By the way, are there any thieves here?" Xia Ziluo put all the guns on the bed, but suddenly turned around and looked at the Young Emperor with a smile.
The young emperor was about to cry but had no tears: "I don't dare to steal children. But if the princess is worried, I will have someone send you two safes, which will make sure they are safe."
"Okay, Xi Tian, you can let him go." Xia Ziluo laughed so hard.
Murong Xitian really let go of his hand: "My husband and I will not take your things in vain. This can be considered as a deposit for us to help you eliminate the empress."
The deposit is so fucking expensive.
However, if it comes from the Empress's weapons, hey, that would be different.
"What about the Empress's weapons?" The young emperor rolled his eyes and started to steal.
