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Yue Si held a pistol against the back of a Songshan sect disciple's head, and before pulling the trigger, he looked at the banquet. On the table of the female relatives, Yue Lingshan was staring at this side with wide-eyed eyes, full of fear. He stared at Yue Si curiously... The other [-]% of his attention fell on Lin Pingzhi.

"Kids don't look, just turn your head away."

After reminding him, Yue Si waited until Yue Lingshan and some female relatives turned their heads and pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, the bullet passed through the head of that Songshan sect disciple, and then Yue Si walked to another disciple. Pulling the trigger behind his back... Repeatedly like this, until Ding Mian, one of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, was the tota hand.

It’s just that when Yue Si pulled the trigger, there was no gunshot. Looking at the gun in his hand, he had already emptied the bullets and hung up the phone. Ding Mian, who closed his eyes and waited to die, heaved a sigh of relief. To tell the truth, he almost peed out of fear just now. .

Seeing the lives of people dying in front of their eyes, it is not that no one wants to stop them, but those government servants are aiming at the crowd with a strange-shaped firecracker, so that those who are interested will not dare to act rashly. Pointing at his mouth, he suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if a peerless sharp knife had reached his neck.

Famous sects such as the Wuyue Sword Sect can still maintain their posture, and those third-rate knights all hunched their necks and stooped when their guns were aimed at them, wishing to get under the table.

The gun in Yue Si’s hand ran out of bullets, and the staff of the tax collection office immediately handed over a full magazine. After replacing the magazine neatly, Yue Si shot and killed Ding who was still immersed in the joy of escape. Mian.

"Little thief, stop!"

Fei Bin, who was competing with Liu Zhengfeng, shouted that the disciples of the Songshan School are born in large numbers, and this time to ensure nothing goes wrong, all the elites were sent here, especially the Thirteen Taibao, everyone is a first-level head of other sects Lost in this way, he couldn't make a mission to his senior brother who was in charge.

Under Yue Si's brutal out-of-the-box moves, Fei Bin was distracted. His anger made his sword moves no longer as stable as before. When a master made a move, he missed by a small margin. Liu Zhengfeng grasped such a momentary opportunity. Stopped, the long sword in his hand slashed Fei Bin three times in a row, and then withdrew to withdraw from the battle.

These three swords landed on Fei Bin's lower back, right wrist, and neck respectively.

Martial arts practitioners first train their waists and horses, and they rely on the strength of their waists to move around. Liu Zhengfeng's first sword was to destroy Fei Bin's leg skills; Swordsmanship; as for the third sword, Liu Zhengfeng really made up his mind and took the life of the big Songyang hand, and now he is completely immortal with the Songshan School.

Fei Bin covered the wound on his neck with his left hand, trying to stop the blood from draining from his body, but it was in vain. The massive blood loss made him unable to stand awake very quickly, and he fell to the ground and stared helplessly.

The disciples of the Songshan School felt that something was wrong, the leaders were all dead, what should they do.

Someone raised a sword and tried to resist, what if it succeeded?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three gunshots were fired, and a staff member of the tax collection office shot three bursts of AK, causing three blood holes on the man's body. The front chest was only as small as a peanut, and the corresponding back was as big as the mouth of a bowl. This kind of injury cannot be cured even if the most famous doctor in the world is called.

The man fell to the ground, twitched twice, and did not move again.

At this time, apart from those second-generation disciples whose names were worthless, only Lu Bai, the Crane Hand, was left.

Martial arts practitioners have excellent physical fitness, and their metabolism is more vigorous than ordinary people. With such illegal things as external and internal strength, the effect of the muscle relaxant injected into Lu Bai's body has gone. Life, his eyes were already red, and he yelled: "Thief, Senior Brother Zuo will definitely not let you go...Songshan disciples, run!"

Yue Si, who had already put the gun on the back of Lu Bai's head, suddenly laughed, as if admiring Lu Bai very much, and said to the staff of the tax collection station dressed as Liu's servants and yamen servants: "Go, get all the disciples of the Songshan School Kill me... use a sword instead of a gun, lest people say we bullied them."

The group of people who got the order put down the AK and Remington, drew their swords and rushed towards the disciples of the Songshan School. Those who fled timidly were caught up and stabbed to death with their swords. Kuaijian didn't even have a chance for the disciples of the Songshan School to make moves.

After shaking off the blood stains on the sword, the group of people returned to their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

"Now, you are satisfied!"

Yue Si said to Lu Bo sarcastically, then turned to look at Liu Zhengfeng, who was in a state of uncertainty, and said, "Master Liu, I heard that you have a daughter?"

Liu Zhengfeng responded: "I do have a daughter named Liu Jing..."

"Well, call her here." Yue Si said.

Liu Zhengfeng didn't know why, but upon receiving Yue Si's order, a female tax collector brought Liu Jing to the front hall. When she saw the corpses all over the floor, even if they were the children of Jianghu people, Liu Jing couldn't help screaming. , his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground, but it was the staff member dressed as a maid who supported him.

Before that, Ning Zhong had already taken Yue Lingshan into his arms, holding her tightly, not letting her see what happened.

Let Liu Jing come to the front, Yue Si handed over the gun in her hand, and said: "Miss Liu, let me teach you how to shoot."

The terrified Liu Jing nodded blankly, and then let Yue Si teach her the correct shooting posture, how to make the fired bullets accurately target and at the same time avoid hurting her wrist due to the recoil when shooting.

Liu Jing didn't realize what she had done until she pulled the trigger with her finger and the bullet from the muzzle made a bloody flower bloom on Lu Bai's body.

"Very good. As a beginner, Ms. Liu, you performed very well. It's a pity that you didn't kill this guy with a single shot." Seeing Liu Jing's frightened look, Yue Si stopped forcing her, and took the pistol out of the room. She took it back in her hand, and shot two shots at Lu Bai who fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

You don't know how to use the opportunity for revenge!

After someone took Liu Jing back to rest, Yue Si said to Liu Zhengfeng: "Master Liu, since we will be officials in the same court in the future, I have a few words to say to you."

"My lord, please clarify." Liu Zhengfeng said to Yue Si.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. You say that Jinpen washes his hands and withdraws from the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes are always by your side and are a part of your life. How do you quit it? Even people who have become monks have to get involved in this rivers and lakes."

After speaking, Yue Si returned to the main seat, as if handing over the home court to Liu Zhengfeng.