The battle formation had already dispersed, everyone was fighting for themselves, and in the gap there were bandits approaching the carriage.
"Kill!" the senior executive shouted, slashing the knife in his hand.
Regardless of whether the posture is correct or not, professional or not, I don’t care about that much nowadays, as long as I can cut people.
The bandit avoided it, turned around and was killed by a knife from the guard who arrived in time.
The senior executive breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment a strong wind blew behind him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bandit appear out of nowhere and slashed with a knife with a ferocious smile.
At this angle and speed, he couldn't avoid it, and the guard next to him was entangled by others and couldn't save him.
It's dead now.
Did he die like this?
Not bad either.
Senior executives only feel that their minds are blank, but they seem to have no fear.
Is this what it feels like before dying?
But the next moment there was a loud shout, and a wooden stick flew straight out of the car and penetrated the bandit's chest like lightning.
With a snap, both the knife and the bandit fell at the feet of the senior executive, with the knife still dangerously grazing the edge of the senior executive's shoe.
This is..
The senior executive looked over and saw Lei Zhonglian jumping out of the car. His hand was still holding the wooden stick that penetrated the bandit, and the other hand was also holding a wooden stick. He was still standing on the frame of the car.
On the top, the body is tilted, but it does not look funny, but rather majestic.
The corner of the senior executive's mouth twitched.
"Lao Lei, you're not bad." He said in a somewhat stiff voice.
Before he finished speaking, Lei Zhonglian jumped out of the car.
"Children, your Grandpa Lei is here." He hissed, dropped the wooden stick in his hand, picked up two spears from the ground, and rushed towards the bandits with a shout.
The senior executives were taken aback.
What is Lei Zhonglian, a useless person who has not touched a sword or a gun in fifteen years, doing?
"Are you crazy?" he murmured.
If you are crazy, just be crazy. Now you will either be killed or you will go crazy and die together with the bandits.
It's worth dying like this.
The thought of being a senior executive flashed across his mind, and his eyes widened immediately.
Lei Zhonglian, who was holding two guns in his hands, rushed into the crowd. He was not immediately hacked to death by a knife. Instead, the two guns in his hands danced with light.
This dazzling light is like a lotus flower in full bloom, and like a lotus flower, it can only be viewed from a distance and not played with.
The cold light swept across, and everyone he encountered fell down.
Senior executives have heard of it, but have never seen it before. Someone can really use two guns to create an offensive like a torrential rain.
"This is the Two-Gun Hualien." The senior executive muttered as his scalp went numb again.
Zhu Zan withdrew the knife from a bandit and stared at Lei Zhonglian here.
"I'll go!" he said, "it seems that the money for his life is more."
Lei Zhonglian could no longer see anyone else, he only saw these fierce bandits.
The spears in his hands were not the pair of spears given by his master that he was used to, but so what, his hands could now wield any spear.
Fifteen years.
His hand has been disabled for fifteen years, but he has never stopped practicing shooting in these fifteen years.
Every night in the dead of night, he danced over and over again in the carriage yard, and his right hand, which was filled with blood and soul, fell countless times. In the end, even the cows, horses and donkeys got used to it and ignored it.
He didn't know why he was doing this and what was the point of doing it.
He can no longer act as a escort, he can no longer kill his enemies, and he can no longer avenge himself.
Why on earth did he keep dancing late at night, dancing like crazy with his spear until he was exhausted?
Now he knows that God has made him prepare and wait for the day when justice comes.
Now justice has come.
In the carriage, long golden needles pierced his arm little by little, densely packed from his shoulders to his fingers, and the fingers connected to his heart. The pain was heartbreaking, but it was like a little fire igniting in his body, and his entire arm was burning.
"Burn, only this time."
The woman's voice said softly.
"You have thought about it."
Of course he had thought about it.
With his confirmation again, the woman pulled out the last golden needle.
Step forward, arch your waist, and turn left and right.
First shot, second shot.
One person, two people, three people.
Pierce the throat, penetrate the heart, and penetrate the back.
His people and guns turned into phantoms, and the sound of popping guns entering flesh and blood continued, just like a luthier playing on the strings with skillful skills, the movements were smooth, and the human and the piano were one.
"Senior brother! So awesome!"
"Brother, let me help you."
"Kill."
The shouts of his fellow apprentices seemed to be heard around him, and countless figures were intersecting, waving knives to kill the thieves.
That time they were deceived and caught off guard. They were attacked from both sides and were defeated and died before the war even started.
This time they finally have a chance to do it again.
Wails filled the ground, and wherever the shadow of the gun struck, people were either dead or injured. The wounds on the fallen bandits' bodies were stabbed in and out quickly, and blood spurted out, just like blooming flowers.
At some point, the guards here all stopped. Even Zhu Zan did not swing his sword when facing the bandit who rushed in front of him, but kicked him. The bandit was kicked and staggered, just in time to reach the thunder.
Next to Zhonglian, the shadow of a gun swept past and with a pop, he knelt on the ground and became motionless.
"It's really as gorgeous as fireworks." Fang Chengyu sighed,
The curtain of the carriage was opened when Lei Zhonglian jumped out, and Fang Chengyu and Miss Jun could clearly see the scene outside.
To be honest, this scene was not pretty, with corpses strewn all over the ground and the smell of blood filling your nose.
"It's enough to be so gorgeous, even for just a moment." Fang Chengyu continued.
Miss Jun smiled.
"You will be beautiful for a long time." She said, "What I promised you was to cure you, not to make you beautiful just for a moment. I will not give you the opportunity to smash my sign."
Fang Chengyu smiled.
Lei Zhonglian's madness defeated the bandits' last remaining courage. They could no longer bear the casualties and finally fled in defeat.
But Lei Zhonglian was so jealous that he didn't let these people escape.
"Leave alive." The other guards had to remind them to protect the bandits who knelt down and surrendered.
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, all the bandits in the valley were dead and wounded, and the remaining few were restrained by the guards with swords and guns.
"The record is pretty good."
Zhu Zan led his men to do a quick inventory and roughly got the result of this battle.
"When the thieves came, there were about a hundred people. At this time, seventy-six people were dead, eleven were seriously injured, and thirteen were captured alive. Those who escaped were ignored."
He looked at the guards with messy clothes and bloodstains all over their bodies, and showed his admiration without hesitation.
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