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Chapter 64

Chen Baoxiang struggled to get up and hugged Long Qianli's right leg.

He had no choice, he couldn't fight, and he couldn't run away, so he could only be shameless and beg the other party.

Even though I know it's useless, I have to do it.

"Second Master, I beg you to have mercy and spare Liancheng Bi. I, Chen Baoxiang, am willing to work as a cow or a horse and to be your slave. I just ask you to spare her..."

Long Qianli grabbed Chen Baoxiang's hair and pulled it back.

Chen Baoxiang passively raised his head and looked upward.

Long Qianli sighed and spit on Chen Baoxiang's forehead.

"Go away, please, and when my third brother and I have had enough fun, you can clean up the scene. Otherwise, today next year will be your death anniversary, hehehehe..."

Long Qianli waved his hand, and Chen Baoxiang fell backward and could not get up.

"Please, second brother?"

"Please, please, third brother. Thank you, third brother. I didn't expect that in this war-torn Jinan, I could actually fulfill my long-cherished wish and enter the bridal chamber with my little nine sisters, fulfilling my long-cherished dream. Third brother, you still understand.

Second brother’s heart!”

Long Qianli opened the door curtain and got into the bedroom.

Almost instantly, someone opened fire.

This person also used a pistol with a silencer screwed on, making only a dull popping sound.

Long Qianli stepped back and covered his chest with his hands.

Lian Chengbi tore off the door curtain and followed closely, holding a pistol in his right hand. The muzzle of the gun was only one foot away from Long Qianli, but he continued to pull the trigger.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Until finally, the magazine was empty, there was a click, and the gun stopped running.

Long Qianli fell down, with seven or eight bleeding holes in his chest.

"Very good, very good. Finally, the true face of Lushan has been revealed. The great master of Wanhua Tower, Lian Chengbi... is amazing, is amazing..."

Zhao Wuji did not panic and clapped his hands gently.

He had already taken five steps back and hid in the shadow behind the pillar. Even if the city wall fired, it would not be able to hit him.

The way Lian Chengbi looked when he was killing people was heroic and extremely handsome.

Chen Baoxiang felt that he had seen Hua Mulan in Jinan. At such a critical moment, it was so refreshing to reverse the defeat, kill the enemy, and stand tall as a woman.

"You're the only one left - tell me, what do you want to do? The magic gun will be destroyed in your hands, but the Japs are not interested, right?"

After this change, the house was littered with corpses, and a good-looking private house had turned into a Shura killing array.

"They want the dragon chariot, and the emperor has designated the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty. The military has no choice but to issue a death order. Within half a year, the chariot and the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty must be found. Alas, I am really tired. The sharp gun will kill these people seven times.

I want to get rid of my evil intentions as soon as possible to save worry and effort. Besides, everyone knows that I am the accountant, and they are afraid that I will embezzle military pay and keep an eye on me. I am tired, let these people die——"

"The ledger is the main reason, right?"

Zhao Wuji laughed: "Go to hell with the account books. Those who steal hooks will be punished. Those who steal the country will be princes... The old commander started out as a horse bandit and finally became the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Army... Yuan Shikai started out as a rogue and finally became the president.

, is this world fucking reasonable? I embezzled hundreds of thousands of dollars, what the heck? It’s not even half a month’s salary for the Northeast Army... The young marshal plays with women, and is played by women, how can he care about us? He might as well join us

The imperial army swept across the Central Plains..."

"Enough, enough - enough?"

Lian Chengbi's words were a bit strange. It was obvious that the last sentence was not an angry rebuke, but a question.

As she finished speaking, someone suddenly opened fire under the altar table.

Zhao Wuji fell down in response, with more than a dozen blood holes instantly appearing on his shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen.

Mr. Mu got out from under the altar table, holding an American submachine gun in his hand. His face was full of regret, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Oh, this kind of weapon is simply a rogue. It fires 200 rounds of bullets a minute, and a magazine contains 20 bullets.

It’s too easy for people to form a honeycomb!”

Lian Chengbi shook his head and smiled: "There is so much nonsense every day, and you are asked to deal with them, but you ramble on and on, saying that you are not that capable. Now, after going around and around, I have to take action to make Boss Chen laugh.

"

The continuous reversal changes stunned Chen Baoxiang.

He has known Mr. Mu for so many years and has always regarded him as a confidant who can be trusted with his life.

Unexpectedly, the other party has a complicated identity and is actually from Lianchengbi Wanhua Tower.

Zhao Wuji vomited blood and could no longer stand up.

"What on earth...are you going to do? The imperial army knows that I am here. If I die, the imperial army will not spare you... The imperial army is the largest in the world... They will surely sweep across the Central Plains and become the master of Asia... Surrender to them

, I took the reassurance..."

Mr. Mu came over and stared at Zhao Wuji's face: "Are you from fucking Japan? You keep saying that the imperial army is the largest, what the hell are you talking about? The Chinese can flood the entire Japanese island with just one piss. You

I'm just a member of the Shenqiang Guild, but I want to blame these bad things on the heroes of Jinan. Do you know who I am? A descendant of the Mu brothers, the heroes of Liangshan... The sky is big and the earth is big, and Liangshanbo is the biggest, you idiots

He is a traitor who licks his buttocks to the Japanese every day and even eats shit that is not enough to keep it warm..."

"Enough, enough, enough!"

Lian Chengbi knocked on the table, his face full of anger.

Mr. Mu scratched his head: "Miss, aren't I angry? This dog - this dog has no good intentions. He killed Ben Leihu and asked Boss Chen to deal with the aftermath. He wanted to blame the people of Jinan for this matter... It's so bad

Damn, it’s so bad, this bitch doesn’t have any good intentions..."

Zhao Wuji was really fierce. Although he could no longer lift his gun, he still stood up with difficulty holding on to the table.

"I know the secret of the leading car. You, Wanhualou, cooperate with me... Submit to the Imperial Army, you can correct your evil ways, become a member of the Imperial Army, and enjoy glory and wealth forever..."

His head was really squeezed by the door. Even now, he was still preaching about the greatness of the Japanese devils.

"Okay, miss, I'll kill him and hang his head on the city wall to give the Japanese a surprise..."

Lian Chengbi shook his head: "Don't want anything. Just sensationalizing will not help. No matter how many Japanese you kill in the future, don't show off. It will only attract revenge."

"Miss Lian...Miss Lian, help me up, help me up..."

Luo Hongying shouted in the bedroom, and Lian Chengbi hurried in.

Mr. Mu looked at Chen Baoxiang: "Old Chen, let's get this guy in quickly and don't let Miss Luo worry about it -"

He grabbed Zhao Wuji's arm and pulled hard, and Zhao Wuji fell down weakly.

Chen Baoxiang grabbed one of Zhao Wuji's legs, and the two of them dragged Zhao Wuji to Luo Hongying's bed.

Lian Chengbi changed the magazine and put the pistol in Luo Hongying's hand.

"You are the three of us, the third master of the Gunslingers Club. We all respected you and loved you so much... You killed the fourth brother... you were so ungrateful that you tarnished the name of the Gunslingers Club..."

Luo Hongying held the gun with both hands, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against Zhao Wuji's head.

"Everything is fake, it's all sanctimonious pretense. You deceived all the brothers in the Sharpshooter Club. It's fake, it's fake..."

Luo Hongying pulled the trigger and fired all the bullets in one go.


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