The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Huo Dalong pulled out a handle from the wooden barn and shot at the beam, "Bang! Bang!" Two shots rang out.

About twenty bandits poured into the hall from outside the door, armed with machetes. One of them, a fat man with a ferocious face, stepped forward shirtless, and shouted viciously, "Which bastard with no eyes, dares to kill you in our Jinlongzhai?" Playing wild on the ground?"

The wealthy businessmen who were originally huddled together like quails, fearing that they would be implicated by Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang, avoided from both sides and stayed away from them.

"It's the two of you?" The big fat man looked Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang up and down, and stretched out his hand to stroke their necks. He saw that the skin was thin and white, and it was easier than cutting watermelons, but not enough for him.

Fu Chenliang stood at the front, not paying attention to the fat and big man at all, while Guan Boya and his subordinates stood behind, like passers-by watching a theater with nothing to do with him.

The fat and strong man glanced at Huo Dalong, seeing that his face was as dark as ink, knowing that these two people had offended their boss thoroughly, so he didn't have to show mercy.

You know, the people in Jinlongzhai almost killed five people, but killing wealthy businessmen is still relatively rare. They are robbing wealth. If you threaten them with a knife, the wealthy businessmen will be frightened. Just be honest.

To them, rich businessmen are old hens that can lay eggs, killing one less if they can.

"I'll give you a happy one. Don't complain when you get to the Palace of the King of Hell." The fat and strong man spat two mouthfuls of saliva on the back of the knife, raised the big knife and slashed forward.

Everyone didn't dare to look directly at this bloody scene, Shen Qingchuan's eyes widened, his heart raised to his throat, struggling to stand up, and rushed over, but was crushed by two bandits behind his shoulders.

"Bang!" The sound of the object falling to the ground.

Fu Chenliang was holding a black wooden gun, and the bullet hit the brow of the fat man right between the eyebrows. The shot was fatal, and the hole in his forehead was bleeding.

"As I said, it's not certain who wants whose life." Fu Chenliang's thin lips lifted up, showing a little smile, and his long and narrow black eyes narrowed slightly, as dangerous as a cheetah smelling blood.

"Who are you guys?" Huo Dalong stood up, Fu Chenliang shot cleanly, without any timidity in killing people, and he knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary wealthy businessman.

"The person who came to take your life." Fu Chenliang said with a chuckle.

"Take my life? I don't want to see if you can walk out of the gate of Jinlongzhai today." Huo Dalong said in a cold tone, "It just so happens that today I will sacrifice the lives of the four of you to my son."

After Huo Dalong finished speaking, more than 20 bandits came forward with knives, ready to grab the three men and tie them up.

"Boss Guan, why don't you make a move?" Fu Chenliang said.

"No hurry, I still want to see Mr. Fu show off your skills." Guan Boya said with a smile.

"Oh, I'm not good at marksmanship. If I accidentally shoot you, I'll still look at Haihan." Fu Chenliang glanced at Shen Qingchuan who was not far away, and the implication behind his words was self-evident.

Seeing that the two men were still in the mood to chat and laugh, the bandits roared angrily and rushed over, threatening to hack them to death.

Guan Boya dodged the horizontal knife, cut the bandit's neck with the small knife between his fingers, and said, "Why didn't I know that Mr. Fu has a hobby of taking other people's wives."

"Boss Guan, what you said is wrong. I never remember that you were married." Fu Chenliang kicked the bandit who was approaching with great vigor. He didn't use a gun, and seemed to enjoy Shen Qingchuan looking over, full of It's a worried look.

"One night husband and wife Bai Yeen, there is only one worship. When the time comes, invite a wedding wine and send you a wedding card. You must pay me a favor." The knife in Guan Boya's hand directly pierced the bandit's main artery, and the man could only hug him His legs were crying and howling on the ground. Although the knife was small, it looked like a flexible silver snake. It was highly poisonous and dangerous.

Guan Boya cast a glimpse of Shen Qingchuan's body from the corner of his eye, keeping an eye on his safety, and suddenly swept an arm, Guan Boya's waist bent back, avoiding the blow.

"Guan Ye!" Lao Jiu, a big man with a scar on the side, was dealing with it. The bandits who rushed over saw this scene, and shouted at Guan Boya in desperation.

Fu Chenliang bent his knees and kicked fiercely, Guan Boya crossed his arms to block the blow, stretched out his arms, clenched his fists and swung towards Fu Chenliang's face.

Fu Chenliang turned his body sideways, turned over, and pushed Guan Boya's chest and abdomen with his elbow, forcing him to let go, so as to get rid of Guan Boya's shackles, and took a spin to a distance of one foot away from Guan Boya.

There was a slight tingling pain on his cheek, Fu Chenliang stretched out his hand to touch it, and there was indeed a smear of blood on his palm, he said with a smile, "Boss Guan, you are a bit mean, you scratched my face, all the charming ladies in Bohai City But to be sad, to cry into tears."

Guan Boya held a sharp knife with a cold light between his fingers, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Isn't this right? Let me trim the branches and leaves for you. Too many peach blossoms will cause bloodshed. Let me help you Avoid Taohuasha, Mr. Fu should thank me."

"I've lost my appearance. It seems that I won't be able to get a wife in the future. Boss Guan, you don't mind if I come to your house to pick flowers!" Fu Chenliang glanced at Shen Qingchuan in the distance, his face as white as jade Stained with dust, looking at them with worry on his face, he was embarrassed and pitiful.

I really want people to hold him in the palm of my hand and take care of him. He looks really twitchy, and it's hard to think about it.

Guan Boya saw that Fu Chenliang's eyes fell on his little Haitang, and suddenly his face turned cold. What he hates the most is that others covet his things, and they are more vicious than before.

The bandits were stunned when they saw this scene. They were a little confused as to why the two men started fighting at the slightest disagreement.

Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang fought so fiercely that no one dared to approach him, so the bandits had to besiege the scarred man.

All eyes were on Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang, and now there was only one bandit standing behind Shen Qingchuan.

Shen Qingchuan was sitting on the ground with his hands tied behind his back. The bandits guarding him probably thought that his hands and feet were tied, so he was very relaxed and looked at the fight.

Less than ten centimeters away from him, there was a piece of pitch-black broken porcelain, which was originally a rough wine bowl, and fell into several pieces.

Shen Qingchuan moved over, and quietly touched a piece of broken porcelain, he was secretly cutting the hemp rope while holding it, his eyes were watching the surroundings, no one noticed him.

The sword-scarred man's skills were also good, but there were too many bandits, so he was stabbed a few times, his skin was cut, and his face was stained with blood.

Huo Dalong looked a little impatient, he shouted, "Get out of the way!", picked up a gun and shot two shots into the sky.

The bandits immediately separated from the two sides, leaving a large open space. Huo Dalong picked up his gun and aimed at Guan Boya, and the bullet was shot directly. Compared with Fu Chenliang who had a gun, he felt that Guan Boya was more threatening to him.

With agility, Guan Boya leaped to hide behind a large three-person-wide wooden pillar, and then several bullets shot over. The outermost layer of the wooden pillar was exploded by the bullets, and shattered sawdust flew out.

Guan Boya yelled at the scarred man, "Old Nine!"

The man with the scar immediately understood, put his two fingers into his lips, raised his tongue up against his fingers, and a loud whistle sounded.

Outside the door and in the corridor on the second floor, a large group of people in black coats and white shirts appeared in an instant, about 15 people, each holding a gun.

Huo Dalong didn't show any panic on his face, this is his territory after all, he laughed wildly and said, "It's not enough for you to break into my Jinlong village with your little people."

The bandits turned their guns on the men in black coats one after another, basically aiming two guns at one man in black coats.

Guan Boya pulled out the wooden warehouse with his hands hidden on his body, walked out and aimed at Huo Dalong, and said with a smile, "I wonder how Master Huo Dalong's marksmanship is? My marksmanship is not very accurate. If you are not careful, you will put a knife on your head." It's my fault for a hole."

Suddenly, Huo Dalong pointed his gun at Shen Qingchuan and said, "Whether you are sure, I don't know, I only know that my gun can shoot through his forehead."

Huo Dalong has always been vicious when looking at people. Although he didn't know why the two had fought before, their eyes always fell on Shen Qingchuan inadvertently. He knew in his heart that Shen Qingchuan had a very close relationship with them.

Shen Qingchuan was holding the broken porcelain, and his body froze. Except for Huo Dalong aiming at him with his hand, the bandit next to him also picked up a gun and pressed it against his temple. The rope in his hand has been cut, and it will be exposed when he stands up .

Now everyone's eyes are focused on him, like a light on his back.

The author has something to say: In order to restrain himself, the scumbag author applied for a list of [-] words, which is basically stable this week.

And the weather is too cold, little angel, keep warm

(Change the masking words, South Gu Lengpao, stiff hands, typing too slowly, overnight update, little angels don't wait)

感谢在2021-01-0406:48:35~2021-01-0820:23:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Zhan Yunhun and Luo Luo 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Luo Luo; 5 bottles of Chu Yuan, Tingting, and Mu Yusen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!