The congregation who drilled the table and pulled the gun immediately became a mess.

Li Huanzhang saw a congregation who had raised his pistol and raised his hand and shot it accurately hit the congregation's chest.

It is strange that he can't hit the enemy's head after five meters away. Since he went to the Anti-Japanese War, he has changed his habit of hitting the enemy's head.

"Save it to kill!" Li Huanzhang roared, then shot another shot at the sky.

"Don't move, whoever moves to kill anyone!" The warrior hugged the fire as soon as he finished speaking.

Bang, after the gunshot, a congregation who had just pulled out the gun collapsed to the ground.

No one dares to be the first to be a leader again.

Four or five soldiers rushed to the steps of the lobby of the township office and just arrived at the door.

Bang... Another gunshot was heard, and the leading soldier fell to the door, covering his chest and never stood up again.

The soldiers behind immediately dispersed and shot the room.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Bullets were instantly dense, and four pistols in the hall were shot at the door.

The soldier who rushed to the door pulled out a grenade and quickly pulled the fire. He raised his hand and threw it into the hall.

The soldier squatting in the yard outside the door continued to pull the pill and shoot into the room.

Boom, a loud bang suddenly rang out.

A smog of smoke rose outward from the entrance of the hall, and the original light in the room swayed, but it did not go out.

The two black shadows standing next to the door rushed in immediately.

The soldiers behind him pulled off a torch from the yard and ran towards the hall.

Someone in the room moaned, and his face turned into a clay figure.

"There should be four!" A congregation suddenly stood up in the crowd and shouted at the warrior at the door.

The soldier who was searching carefully inside shouted: "I ran to the side room, be careful!"

After saying that, he followed the chasing room in the foggy side.

The rear window is open.

The soldiers who were searching vaguely saw a black shadow climbing up the wall behind the township office, and immediately raised their guns and fired.

The one on the wall quickly shot and fought back from a distance of seven or eight meters, but no one could hit anyone.

At the moment when the soldier pulled the bolt, the one on the wall fell outward.

Accompanied by a strange cry, a sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

"Someone is out." The soldier in charge of the village entrance held the big knife in his hand tightly and widened his eyes nervously.

To the west of the hazy village, a black shadow staggered and couldn't see more details.

The man next to him stared at him for a while: "Looking at the person's appearance, he should be injured."

"Do you want to ask for the password first?"

"I'm just asking, let's just have a bird gun. He ran out at this time and didn't say anything. He must be a bad guy. Let's put it down first."

After watching for a while, the black shadow spread his legs and was getting closer and closer.

boom.

A gust of wind blew towards us.

The wind carries iron sand.

Blow the black shadow over directly.

The warrior holding the big sword was overjoyed, rushed up immediately, stretched out to explore the man's breath, and then turned around happily and shouted: "I'm still angry..."

The one who was pouring gunpowder into the gun at the back immediately shouted: "Save the gun first!"

"I've already surrendered, I'm holding the pistol!" The voice was excited, and he stood up and raised his hand behind.

Bang.

A ball of fire flashed by, and another gunshot was heard.

The gun in the dark shadow on the ground fired again.

The warrior immediately tilted his side with a knife in one hand.

The dark shadow on the ground struggled to get up, trying to pull the gun back, but couldn't find it in panic, and hesitated to stagger directly towards Nan without hesitation.

The soldier who was still loading iron sand at the muzzle was stunned for a moment and quickly stabbed a ball of paper into the muzzle.

He then stood up and took a few steps to the warrior who was tilted to the ground.

He helped the person on the ground: "Are you okay?"

The man was still angry: "Brother...I seized...a pistol..."

A oar flashed under the hazy moonlight and created a glimmer of light.

The warrior holding the bird gun roared: "Why are you so stupid? I told you that I had killed him first and then picked up the gun..."

"Ahem... I can't do it...you go and kill him...it's also...one life for another life...it's worth it..." He tilted his head and the gun in his hand drooped down.

"Wait, I'll avenge you!" The soldier put his pistol into his pocket, picked up the big knife next to him with one hand, and carried a bird gun in the other.

Chasing towards the direction of the black shadow running away: "My god, you are the ancestors of Banban..."

Cheng Jin's face was covered in blood, and his eye was even more heartbroken. He looked back at the shadow behind him from time to time.

I was so scared that I heard the footsteps behind me that I felt that my body should be fine. I was wearing thick clothes in winter, so the bird gun iron-small couldn't penetrate the thick cotton coat.

When he fell off the wall, he sprained his ankle. At this time, he was covered in iron quarrels. He didn't care about the pain in his face and ran south with his breasts.

The blood was so stunning that I couldn't see the situation in the ground, and I fell to bite the dog after running a few steps.

I have to kill the guy who chased me behind!

Otherwise... I can't run away.

The desire to survive made him lie on the ground without caring about the pain, and turned over, lifting the gun back with a ferocious look.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face and aimed at the rushing shadow again.

Although the chasing shadow was just a bird gun in his hand, he was not used to using the pistol. He saw clearly that the man in front of him had a gun, and knew that he still had a gun on his body. He didn't dare to step forward rashly. He rushed forward and rushed into a ditch. With his elbow moving his body a few times, the bird gun immediately pointed at the raised black shadow in front.

Boom, another bunch of iron sand bought it.

The black shadow not far away screamed again, and a metallic impact sounded from the raised oar, and the hand that raised the gun was even more bloody holes were punched by a bunch of iron sand.

With the sound of footsteps, the dark shadows shooting behind rushed up again.

He raised his hand and pulled the neck of the man who was still struggling to pick up the gun on the ground, causing a splash of black liquid.

"I see if you are still alive!" Another knife was cut down, and a round and thunderous thing was taken aside.

The three little bosses in the house were dragged into the yard with a strange cry.

The congregation lying under the table before they understood what was going on... they became prisoners?

Li Huanzhang looked at the inside nervously: "Are you sure the surname Cheng ran away?"

"There are only three corpses in the house, and one ran away."

A soldier ran out of the backyard: "Report, one ran away from the backyard, I'll take someone to chase him!"

"The guy who escaped must be found, regardless of whether he lives or not!"

"Cheng Laoyao, you are a doggy person who is stingy inside and outside, Laojun will not let you go!" The rolling dragon gritted his teeth.

"I'm still stubborn when I die!" The insider lifted a big knife from the side and was about to cut off the head of the rolling dragon.

"Wait, our Eighth Route Army will not kill prisoners!" Li Huanzhang said, but did not move.

"I'm not the Eighth Route Army, why can't I kill?" The insider raised his sword and fell: "The dragon of the ground bullies the man and the woman should have killed this bastard!"

The insider was still not satisfied, so he stabbed the flying rat in the stomach with a knife. Maybe the cotton coat was too thick and he didn't stab it in: "Ah, are you wearing such a thick dress?"

Feitian Rat quickly beg for mercy: "Give up your life..."

Cheng Laoyao turned the hilt of the knife and gestured on the flying rat's neck: "So many girls under your hands die, will you spare me when they shout for mercy?"

Feitianshi made a cruel decision: "The Emperor of the Supreme Lord will not let it go..."

A afterimage flashed across the sword and slashed towards the neck of Feitian Mouse.

"Taishang Laojun? If there is really a bullshit Taishang Laojun, my parents will not die at the hands of you bastards!"

The congregants who were lying or squatting on the ground were stunned and frightened. Cheng Laoyao was not usually showing off and was actually a ruthless character?

It really makes sense that a dog biting doesn't bark.

Cheng Laoyao was red in his eyes and raised his knife to point at one of the crowd: "Who is surnamed Wu, you and Wang Sanzhu robbed the chicken from my third uncle's family. My third aunt hanged her to death for this, hurry up and die!"

A soldier next to him looked at Li Huanzhang with some concern: "Killing prisoners...isn't it good?"

"He is not the Eighth Route Army... Let's talk about internal strife among a group of mob congregations. What's your business? Hurry up and treat the wounded..."

It is said that one night in Liucun Township, the Taishang Laojun appeared, and more than fifty congregations achieved enlightenment and became immortals...

Add one update, thank you Qin for following my heart, Hanjiang Chuxue, Lao Ni, 3962...

The newly opened "The Legend of the Donkey" describes the events before the Opium War.

As for why I started a new book... the reason is very simple. It is really tiring to write this book. It takes three or four hours to code a chapter, and many of the materials I found cannot be written.
Chapter completed!