The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Chapter 1615 Successful routine [4]

Lu Bing just smiled and showed white teeth.

"Nephew! You are still too young!"

Lu Gang casually threw away two three-eyed firecrackers, and from behind...

Take out two three-eyed guns!

The prince's eyes were about to pop out.

Not just Lu Bing.

Zhu Da, Zhu Er and the thirteen Taibao, as well as the 500 Jinyiwei elite, all grinned maliciously, and took out a pair of three-eyed firecrackers from behind!

Nima.

The three-eyed firecracker is indeed slow to reload, but people can prepare a lot of three-eyed firecrackers in advance!

Who stipulates that a person can only have a maximum of two?

Then, those Xichang Fanzi, Sun Moon God Sect masters and rebels who had already rushed forward with a feverish head, faced the black hole muzzle of Jin Yiwei's elite guards, and "[-]" urinated.

I wipe it, you guys are fouling.

A three-eyed gun is worth several thousand silver.Therefore, only the ace troops of the Ming Dynasty can be equipped, and all of them are pretending to be coquettish.

Two three-eyed guns, that's more than 1!

This TM is already too extravagant!

Well, you are Jin Yiwei, rich and powerful, understandable.

But that's all.

You actually took out a pair again?

Does your conscience not hurt?

How many three-eyed guns do you have, can't you take them out together?Can't we just kneel?

bang bang bang~~

Another piece of rebels rushed to the street.

They will not rest in peace.

The baby refuses to accept, we were not defeated by your Lu Bing's strategy and force, but were smashed to death by the silver bullets of local tyrants.

Seeing another one-sided massacre in front of him, his elite was sent up to be shot collectively by the "uncle" Lu Bing, who had deep routines, and the prince spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This coquettish operation is a foul!

If you have money, can you do whatever you want?

Lu Bing laughed loudly: "How is it? Nephew? Are you still too young? Mr. Yan Ge knew that I was guarding the queen, and he had already presented this Dudu with a large number of three-eyed firecrackers, which I can't use up! You If you have the ability, just charge again. Let me tell you, each of us still has 10 three-eyed firecrackers at hand. As many lives as you have, I have as many bullets!"

The prince is dizzy, what the hell.

It's Yan Song again!I just knew that if you beat a gong out of ten, you will be there in nine places!You are everywhere.

Xu Pengju lowered his voice beside him and said, "Prince, shall we still rush?"

"Paralysis, what a fart?" The prince said depressedly: "This Lu handle is well-equipped against the sky, with three-eyed firecrackers, I don't know how many bullets, it seems that I can't run out of bullets. If you go to die, the brothers will not do it. "

"But, this may also be Lu Bing's suspicious strategy."

Xu Pengju also said depressedly: "Three-eyed firecrackers, one is so expensive, how could he have more than a dozen of them by himself? Maybe he only has four, intentionally falsely blackmailing us, and he is reloading right now."

When the prince heard it, TM really made sense.

I almost fell for it.

If Lu Bing frightened him and let him load the gun calmly, wouldn't the two waves of brothers die in vain?

"Rush! Charge again!"

The prince gritted his teeth: "Whoever rushes down will be made an earl and rewarded ten thousand gold!"

The morale of the rebels who had been beaten to the point of collapse, when they heard this, their eyes lit up again.

Then, these desperadoes swarmed up.

pity····

As soon as they rushed in, the prince and the rebels were rejoicing that they were not successfully blackmailed by the old fox Lu Bing, but they never expected that Lu Bing squinted again, smiling wickedly, and took out two three-eyed firecrackers from behind. ··

The brocade guards were the same, they sneered endlessly, drew their guns and took aim...

The prince's rebels knelt down one by one and howled: "I'm a mother, you just kill me!"

Bang bang bang!

Another collective line up to shoot.

More than 400 princes' iron rods rushed to the street again, corpses lay all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

In the queen's bedroom, Lu Bing's indifferent laughter came out again: "Nephew, you are still too young, don't you believe in my evil ways? Come again if you have the ability. Bet on whether I still have bullets? Maybe the uncle has run out of bullets? Don’t miss this opportunity.”

Princelings, mentality collapsed...