Chapter 216: World War I Hualien

The battlefield has already dispersed, everyone is desperate for themselves, and there are thieves in the gap approaching the carriage.
"Kill!" the executives shouted, and cut the knife in his hand.
No matter whether the posture is right or not, the profession is not professional. Nowadays, it is not enough to take care of it.
The thief shunned and turned his head and was rushed to the guards in time to die.
The executives were relieved, but after the next moment, the wind rushed. The corner of his eyes saw that he didn’t know when the thief came out from there, and he slammed it with a sly smile.
At this angle, he couldn't avoid it, and the guards next to him were entangled in other people.
This is dead.
Is this so dead?
Also not bad.
Executives only feel that there is a blank in their minds, but there seems to be no fear.
Is this the feeling before dying?
But the next moment came a violent drink, a wooden stick flew straight out of the car, lightning through the chest of the thief.
With a bang, the knife and the thief fell to the feet of the executives, and the knife was still in danger of rubbing the edge of the executive.
this is..
The executives looked at the past and saw Lei Zhonglian jumping out of the car. His hand still held the wooden stick that penetrated the thief, while the other hand held a wooden stick. The man still stood in the frame. On the top, the body is tilted, but it looks not funny, but it is awesome.
The executive’s mouth was pumped.
"Old Ray, you are not bad." He said a little hard.
When the voice did not fall, I saw Lei Zhonglian jumping off the car.
"Baby, you Grandpa is coming," he yelled, dropping the stick in his hand, picking up two long guns from the ground and shouting to the thief.
The executives were shocked.
Lei Zhonglian has not used the guns and guns for fifteen years. What is this?
"Isn't that crazy?" he murmured.
If you are crazy, you will be crazy. Now you are not killed. You are mad with the thief.
It is worth the death.
The thought of the executives flashed and immediately widened his eyes.
Lei Zhonglian, who was holding a pair of guns, entered the crowd and was not immediately hacked to death by a knife. Instead, the double guns in his hands danced brightly.
This bright and dazzling is like a lotus flower, and it is also like a lotus flower.
The cold light swept over and the people who met met fell.
Executives have heard of it but have never seen it before. Someone can shoot two guns alone, creating a rain-like offensive.
"This is the double-shot Hualien." The executive looked at the scalp again and whispered.
Zhu Xi took back the knife from a thief and stared at Lei Zhonglian here.
"I am going!" he said. "It seems to give him more money to buy."
Lei Zhonglian has not seen anyone else. His eyes are only these fierce thieves.
The pistol in his hand is not the pair of guns he used to be given by Master, but what about it, his hands can now dance any rifle.
Fifteen years have passed.
His hand was abolished for fifteen years, but he did not stop practicing his gun for 15 years.
Every night, when he was quiet, he danced over and over again in the chariot yard. The right hand, who couldn’t get through the soul, fell countless times. In the end, even the cows and horses were accustomed to the injustice.
He doesn't know why he is doing this, and what does it mean?
He can no longer be a dart, and he will never kill the enemy again.
Why did he jump up late at night, and madly danced with long guns until exhausted.
Now he knows, God is letting him prepare, waiting for the day when the fair comes.
It is now fair.
In the carriage, a long golden needle pierced his arm a little bit, from the shoulder to the finger, ten fingers and pain, but as if a little ignition seed lit in the body, his entire arm burned.
"Burning, only this time."
The woman’s voice said softly.
"You think about it."
Of course he thought about it.
With his reconfirmation, the woman pulled out the last golden needle.
Step over the bow and turn left and right.
The first shot, the second shot.
One person, two people, three people.
Wear your throat, wear your heart, and wear your back.
His people and guns turned into shadows, and the sound of smashing guns into flesh and blood continued, as if a violinist played on the strings with skillful techniques, the movements were smooth, and the humans were united.
"Brother! It's amazing!"
"Brother, I will help you."
"Kill it."
His side seemed to sound the shouts of the brothers and sisters, and countless figures were intertwined, waving swords and slaying thieves.
That time they were fooled and caught off guard, and they were defeated by the enemy.
This time they finally have a chance to come back.
Mourning all over the place, where the gunshots go, it is not dead or wounded. The wound on the fallen thief is pierced by a quick piercing, and the blood bursts out like a flower in full bloom.
I don’t know when the guards here stopped. Even Zhu Xi’s thief who rushed to the front did not send a knife. Instead, he slammed into the thief’s beggar, just to the thunder. In the middle of the lotus, the gun shadow swept over the ground and did not move.
"It’s really like a fireworks." Fang Chengyu exclaimed,
The carriage's curtain was opened when Lei Zhonglian jumped out, and Fang Chengyu and Miss Jun could clearly see the scene outside.
This scene is definitely not good-looking, the corpse is everywhere, and irritating.
"It can be so good, even if it is only a moment is enough." Fang Chengyu continued.
Miss Jun smiled.
"You will smash for a long time," she said. "I promised you to cure you, but it didn't make you only smashed for a moment. I won't give you a chance to slap my sign."
Fang Chengyu smiled.
Lei Zhonglian's madness killed the last daring of the thief, they could no longer bear the casualties, and finally fled.
However, Lei Zhonglian has already killed her eyes, but she did not let these people escape.
"Leave alive." The other guards had to remind them to protect the thieves who had surrendered.
It seems that in a blink of an eye, the mountain thief was killed and wounded, and the remaining figures were also bound by the guards.
"The record is not bad."
Zhu Xi took a quick count of the people and probably got the result of this battle.
"The thief came in about a hundred people. At this time, he died of 76 people, seriously injured 11 people, and thirteen people were born. The neglect of escape is not counted."
He looked at the guards who were covered in blood and bloody, and they showed great admiration.

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