The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

Shen Yuqing's eyes moved rapidly, looking for a gap in this narrow place to escape.

He thought about countermeasures.

This is the corridor of the hotel, a straight road without any covering objects.

Just running won't work.

The dangerous atmosphere continues to spread, and the two sides are facing each other with guns, and the swords are at war with each other.

No one fired the shot first.

In the flash of lightning, Shen Yuqing's hand holding the gun changed to his left hand. With lightning speed, his right hand pressed down on Song Huiyi's waist, and he raised his hand and fired several shots in succession.

Song Huiyi also observed the situation.

If you want to escape, you need to strike first.

When he raised his hand to press down on her back, she was already prepared and bent down directly according to his strength.

When she heard the gunshot, she quickly straightened up and threw the dart in her hand accurately and quickly, hitting the opponent's wrist.

The men and horses on both sides were very close, and the range of dodge was limited.

Bullets don't have eyes and can hit anyone casually.

People can dodge, but they can't dodge if they want to hold a gun.

First knock the gun out of the opponent's hand, so that the opponent loses the weapon that threatens them, and only then can they have a chance to escape.

The enemy's wrist hurt and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

The muzzle of the gun was missed, and the bullet hit the wall next to it.

Shen Yuqing immediately fired two more shots in the chest and directly killed the opponent.

He stepped forward despite the danger, immediately grabbed a fallen man, and quickly pushed him in front of Song Huiyi.

The man was punched through the chest, and blood spurted out. He was not dead yet, his whole body was convulsing, and blood was spitting out from his mouth, all of which fell on her clothes.

She couldn't care less.

At this time, this person is her cover.

Having a target is crucial.

Shen Yuqing grabbed another target with quick eyes and quick hands.

The four of them stood with their backs facing each other, giving their backs to each other without disrupting their formation.

Tan Shaoyuan and Bai Su knew Shen Yuqing's intention when he raised his hand, and fired several shots immediately.

Shen Yuqing and Song Huiyi had targets in their hands as cover, and they approached step by step. When they found the right opportunity, they fired, constantly widening the distance between the two sides.

The distance is too close and the bullets are too dense, making it difficult to determine the direction.

Fortunately, the corridor of the hotel was narrow, and even though the other party had a numerical advantage of more than [-] people, they couldn't stand up. It was basically the people in front who fell behind who made up for it.

They cooperate tacitly.

But the distance was too close, and Bai Su was still shot in the shoulder.

He was in pain and clenched his right hand tightly.

If he takes a step slowly, the person in front of him will take the next shot.

There were other enemies in front of him, and Tan Shaoyuan couldn't be distracted. He glanced anxiously at Bai Su beside him, leaning slightly, ready to block Bai Su's shot.

Blocked a shot, only to be shot in the back. If he doesn't block it, Bai Su's life will be decided here.

Shen Yuqing heard the groan of the person behind him and knew he had been shot.

The situation was critical at this time and he had no time to ask.

Looking back quickly, he noticed Tan Shaoyuan's movements.

Knowing his intention, Shen Yuqing immediately shouted: "Lower your head!" Then Bai Su lowered his head, the bullet grazed the top of his head, and Shen Yuqing took a shot for him.

The bullet only grazed the opponent's neck, but it also bought Bai Su time.

Bai Su was in a daze, and the blood in his heart suddenly opened up. He roared, resisting the pain in his arm and fired two more shots.

Shen Yuqing turned around to help him with a shot, but he also found a gap behind the bunker for the opponent.

Song Huiyi noticed it and raised her hand to help him cover, but there were two people on the other side aiming at him, so she couldn't take care of him at the same time.

"Shen Yuqing!" She called his name.

Shen Yuqing turned around.

He was familiar with firearms and weapons, so he quickly dodged and dodged the opponent's bullet, but it still grazed his waist.

The clothes were torn, exposing the flesh and blood underneath.

The first few people with guns fell down, and the people behind them immediately came up.

They knew that Shen Yuqing's strength should not be underestimated, and they quickly saw the situation clearly. With several people taking turns in the battle, it was easy for them to become the target of a gunshot.

After exchanging glances, they put away their guns and decided to fight in close combat.

In close combat, Song Huiyi lost his advantage.

She can't fight.

More than a dozen people from the other side rushed forward. The three of them surrounded her in the center, but they couldn't avoid tearing and scuffling. Shen Yuqing was pestered by several people and couldn't take care of her for a while.

She has nowhere to hide.

Song Huiyi clenched the dart in his hand.

The dart is slender in shape and has four sharp corners, which are very sharp.

Someone approached her, and she raised her hand and slit the other person's throat.

The blood vessels burst and blood spurted out on her face, making her eyes so blurry that she couldn't even open them.

She raised her hand to wipe her eyes, unaware of the person in front of her.

Someone sneaked up on her, strangled her neck, and controlled her.

"Don't move! If you move again, I will destroy this bitch!" the man shouted.

Shen Yuqing turned around.

Seeing Song Huiyi being held hostage by a man, his eyes instantly turned red and ignited with blood-red flames, like an angry lion that could explode at any time.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, his chest rose and fell with his breathing, and the veins on his hands popped out, looking terrifying.

"How dare you touch her!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

The voice was threatening and oppressive.

Compared with the past calm and calm mood, the moment he saw Song Huiyi being held hostage, he could no longer remain calm.

The man held a gun to her temple and smiled sinisterly: "They all say that Marshal Shen has a woman by his side and treats her like a treasure. I didn't expect it to be true!"

He got Shen Yuqing's weak spot, and the fighting next to him stopped.

The three of them, Shen Yuqing, are all very skilled and would not have the upper hand when fighting with bare hands.

Holding Song Huiyi's hand is equivalent to holding his lifeline.

Shen Yuqing gritted his teeth.

He took a step forward, and the man immediately pressed the muzzle of the gun to her temple.

"No." Song Huiyi was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe.

The words came out of her throat, slightly distorted.

Shen Yuqing stopped moving.

He looked into her eyes, his jaw trembling.

He looked at the man with fierce eyes: "If you touch her even a hair, I will make your life worse than death for decades to come!"

In the past, enemies would be afraid if they said these words.

Some people would be scared shitless just hearing these words.

But now, the man has Shen Yuqing's most important woman in his hands, and she sneers at what he says.

He laughed wildly: "If you say one more unpleasant word, I will shoot her and kill her! Don't worry, I will kill her first, and then I will kill you!"

Shen Yuqing suddenly smiled.

He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose casually, with a sarcastic expression on his face: "Who sent you here?"

"Whenever you know!" The man's brows suddenly showed murderous intent.