Since the battle three months ago, Liu Lang has not faced so many enemies and guns for a long time.
Although it is not as easy to distinguish between life and death as when a foreign enemy invades, but to defeat nearly three hundred armed guards without harming the opponent's life, the difficulty is actually no less difficult than facing dozens of fully armed Japanese soldiers.
Kou.
If it were in front of a confrontation between the two armies, Liu Lang would have no chance to accomplish this unprecedented feat.
However, the battle took place in the street fighting that Liu Lang was most familiar with. Although the three hundred "enemy troops" were outnumbered, they fought independently and did not take advantage of their numerical advantage at all.
"Da da da" Liu Lang carried the box cannon and swept it across the roof, causing the tiles to scatter. The two guard leaders holding the box cannon and staring closely at the small courtyard exclaimed and rolled from the roof towards the other side of the courtyard.
fall.
On the other side, Liu Lang was about to use up the last bullet and rush in to beat the drowned dog. The guards holding empty rifles and old sleeves looked at each other and fled.
Those who don't run are fools. Just now they were pointing a rifle to hit wherever they wanted, and now they got a 20-round cannon from nowhere. How can they still survive?
When General Manager Liu gathered more than a hundred people and a dozen box cannons, he plucked up the courage to break into the store after warning for a long time. Liu Lang really couldn't be found this time.
In the store there were only Zhang Dahai, who had been knocked unconscious and lost his gun, and a group of guards who were lying on the ground in a haphazard manner and breathing evenly. As for whether they were really fainted, I am afraid only they themselves knew best.
Faced with this outcome, Manager Liu could only do nothing but send people to carry these bastards away. If there were a few ricochet bullets during the gun battle later and any one of them was killed, he would have to pay compensation.
Golden.
The one who was being carried or the one who was in charge looked at each other quietly and quickly turned their heads away. There was no legendary feeling of being like a deer but they were secretly glad that, if possible, they could be in such close contact for a day, and then they would not have to deal with that terrifying person again.
The fat man met.
Soon, they realized that their happiness was not unreasonable.
In order to avoid being defeated one by one like the previous team, they were also
A dozen guards, under the cover of two security team captains carrying box cannons with the safety turned on, carefully pushed open the door of an opium den without breaking it. It was the property of the Gou family, and Manager Liu happened to have the key to the opium den.
.
There was only a muffled sound of "bang", and the wooden door exploded to pieces. The guards were lying on the ground like goddesses scattering flowers. The screams and huge smoke and dust made the scene a mess.
Damn it, not only did you use a gun, but you also used a grenade? Manager Liu, who had always been calm and composed, felt inexplicably sad and angry, and quickly walked forward to check.
Gou Saiyu, who was protected by guards in a shop not far away, almost broke her teeth when she heard the news. The death and injury of more than a dozen people was not a trivial matter. Gou Jiaguang's compensation could cost thousands of oceans. This was nothing more. Let her
What I didn't expect was that the fat man who was being chased would be so cruel and ruthless. No one was hurt before, but now he was hurting more than a dozen.
After inspecting the scene, Manager Liu felt slightly relieved. Most of the dozen or so people fell down due to stress reactions. Except for a few unlucky ones who were injured by the flying sawdust, their injuries were not serious.
The rest were intact.
Look at the strip of white cloth that suddenly fell on the porch of the bombed-out door. On it were written some rather strange characters in charcoal: You are already dead. If Manager Liu hadn't been a cultural person, plus the font,
The difference is not too big, I really can’t recognize Liu Lang’s simplified Chinese characters.
This is simply like a joke. An explosion with almost no lethality actually dares to claim that you are dead. Manager Liu can't laugh or cry. He is sure that if it weren't for the flying wood chips, his fellow escorts wouldn't even be able to skin them.
Broken. Rather than saying it is a bomb, it is more appropriate to say it is a big firecracker.
But, at this time of year, where are the firecrackers coming from?
Soon, Manager Liu, who walked into the hospital with a dozen or so people who were in shock, finally knew where the big firecracker came from.
However, this firecracker is really big.
As soon as he walked through the store and walked to the backyard, Manager Liu, who had been alert all the time, was the first to find a thin hemp rope hanging in mid-air. As if to show his presence, the already conspicuous thin hemp rope was specially tied with
Two pieces of fabric, still in the style of bow ties.
"Damn it, what is that fat guy doing again?" A guard leader whose face was scratched by sawdust had several scars on his face, reaching out to tear off the hemp rope blocking the path of himself and others.
The man who was so frightened by the big firecracker that he almost peed his crotch had to not only regain some face, but Liu Lang's almost game-like behavior was also very annoying.
"Wait, don't move." Manager Liu suddenly had an idea and remembered that there was half a piece of the same thin hemp rope on the blown wooden door.
Following the direction of the hemp rope, Mr. Liu looked carefully.
The end of the hemp rope is on a jujube tree in the middle of the courtyard, with a big iron lump hanging underneath. According to common sense, if you break the hemp rope, the only outcome is that the big iron lump falls, and then...
Make a pit on the ground, or have someone stand there in advance and be stupid enough to put your feet under it, maybe it will produce a certain degree of lethality!
What is this for? Everyone looked at each other looking at the big iron lump hanging on the branch. They were all familiar with that big iron lump. It was the base used by the blacksmith shop next door to forge iron tools for hoes and kitchen knives. It must have weighed more than ten kilograms!
If it were used only to smash the feet, it would probably be quite lethal, at least much more powerful than the big firecracker at the door earlier.
But no one thought that the scary fat man put so much effort into hanging a big iron lump just to amuse them. He had already proved his strength with his accurate marksmanship and terrifying individual soldier ability before, so now he would not be able to do it again.
Let’s start showing off his sense of humor! Anyway, no one has found the fat man’s terrible sense of humor until now, even if his handwriting is really awkward and the content is very funny.
If firecrackers can kill a dozen people, why do we need bombs?
"Go away, please." Manager Liu looked at the big iron pile and a large black clay pot a foot away on the ground. He sniffed the faint smell of kerosene in the air and felt something bad in his heart.
premonition.
After confirming that there was no danger to him hiding behind the wall, Manager Liu waved his hand, and a guard leader cut the hemp rope with a knife. Then in everyone's horrified and puzzled eyes, they saw the big iron lump falling to the ground as expected.
It collided with a piece of iron on the ground, causing a stream of sparks to ignite a live line.
That's right, a line of fire burned quickly and ignited the clay pot very quickly. Before everyone could realize why such a line of fire suddenly appeared, a stream of white smoke suddenly spewed out of the mouth of the clay pot, and it was like "boom".
With a sound, a ball of fire shot up into the sky, and with the bright red dancing like a goddess scattering flowers, an area of four to five meters in radius was immediately covered in flames.
The small tree that was full of life just now suddenly burst into flames.
Everyone felt a chill in their chests. What if it was me nearby? Would it become a candle, burning itself and lighting the way home? It was time to go back to my hometown.