"It's better to go back and cook." Hu Xier murmured.
Hu Xier staggered out of the tavern under the gaze of everyone in the tavern. Today she had to admit that she drank a little too much.
It's all blame on Mocheng.
The tavern was not far from Newton's house, but it was getting late now and there weren't many people there. Hu Xier, an outsider, swaggered onto the street.
There was no sense of vigilance at all.
Britain, which had just experienced the Industrial Revolution, had increased national strength, but its public security was not good.
This also results in very few people going out to go shopping in such a big way at night.
She walked into a dark alley.
Suddenly, a group of people emerged from the darkness.
Hu Xier was stunned, turned around and saw that the escape route behind him had been blocked.
She frowned and shouted coldly: "Who are you? I have no grudge against you, right?"
"No, it's just what you said in the pub that made us feel very unhappy."
"We decided to let you know if the men of Britain are okay!"
There was teasing laughter in the darkness, and Hu Xier's face was cold. She quickly pulled out the revolver she carried on her waist and fired.
Bang!
The loud gunshots shocked the British people.
Gradil, who was hiding in the dark, was suddenly startled, looking at the extremely small gun Hu Xier was holding in his hand, which still exuded a faint smell of gunpowder.
Gradier had no idea that this Dragon Flame woman actually had a gun in her hand.
Hu Xier looked at the Britons who were frightened by the gunshots and said coldly: "I don't want to kill anyone. As long as you reveal your boss, I will let you live."
The group of Britons swallowed their saliva and looked at the gun in Hu Xier's hand. It was a real gun.
But they had never seen such a delicate and compact gun, and they had no doubt about the power of this gun.
Although the shot just fired was empty, they all saw the extra crater on the ground. Although it was not big, it was very deep.
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds.
At this time, someone said something: "The musket can only be fired once. She didn't even load the bullet. She is just a woman. How can so many of us be afraid of her?"
After hearing this sentence, everyone came back to their senses, it seemed like this.
Everyone looked at her unkindly and said coldly: "You Bichi, I will definitely let you know how powerful we are tonight!"
Hu Xier frowned and looked at the Britons rushing up from behind and behind him.
Qing Yangshuo gave her this gun for self-protection, but she had never killed anyone, so she was a little panicked for a while. Although there were still five bullets that could be fired continuously, Hu Xier did not dare to pull the trigger.
Hiding in the darkness, Gradil looked at Hu Xier's desperate situation and smiled.
In his mind, he could immediately see a little white rabbit being torn clean by these hungry Britons.
At this moment, an angry shout came from not far away!
"stop!"
Gradier frowned and looked at the man coming from a distance. Under the relatively bright moonlight, Gradil looked at his handsome face and suddenly felt jealous.
How could there be a man more handsome than him?
Hu Xier's face lit up when she heard a familiar voice: "Mo Cheng!"