Chapter 61: Don't open it

Inside the manor gates, a blonde man kicked a samurai to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He was pulled by the samurai just now, and he was dragged away from the doorway, stumbling a little, and almost falling. has just become the head of the family, but he has lost so much face in front of so many nobles, and the current Mr. Tianjian Flower is the most sensitive time. That's why he was so embarrassed by the samurai that he immediately became angry and couldn't help kicking the samurai.

According to common sense, the samurai of the Tianjian Flower Family have been trained for a long time, and even if they have not really fought with the enemy, they are not embroidered pillows. And the blonde man is not a practiced trick, and he should not be kicked down at all. But the samurai was kicked down anyway.

When the head of a noble family personally punished him, he did not dare to use anything he had learned, nor did he dare to put up any resistance, but even had to observe his words and cooperate well.

The samurai only hoped that this would dispel the blonde man's anger and allow him to avoid the calamity of this kind of intention. But he didn't expect that the goddess of luck left his back to him, and didn't even look at him at all.

The two Spirit Sects stood on the side, like an old monk who had entered the meditation, and had no intention of making a move. It was as if the promise they had made to the head of the Tianjian Flower Family before was just a casual remark.

The blonde man hated in his heart, he knew very well that these two Spirit Sects were waiting for him and the warriors of the Tianjian Flower Family to test it.

The damned slave outside the door was patient, and he kept stepping on the coat of arms, waiting for them outside. The blonde man hid behind the wall and couldn't see what was going on outside the wall, but he knew it in his head and could easily imagine what it was like outside.

Feng Bo stepped on the coat of arms of the Tianjian Flower Family, as if he had stomped his foot on his face.

"This lowly slave, I'm going to chop him up and feed him to the dogs!" Finally, when it was getting dark, the blonde man couldn't take it anymore, he pointed to the samurai he had kicked and said, "You, go and get those slaves out." Tell them that whoever kills the lowly slave will be forgiven the death penalty. ā€

The warrior was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that the blond man was about to get angry again, he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Yes!" ā€

On the way here, the slaves were also brought in, and they were at the back of the line, watched by several samurai.

The warrior accepted the remaining slaves and drove them out of the manor.

"Go and kill that damned slave, and you will receive your master's forgiveness." The warrior followed the slaves and shouted, "Don't go yet!" ā€

In the moonlight, there were only six people standing on the opposite side, and the one in the middle was short and thin, and the slaves rushed to the opposite side with red eyes and screams.

"It's the devil......"

"That bastard boy!"

"It's ...... us to be what we are"

"Kill him......"

"Kill him!"

One by one, the slaves rushed faster than anyone else, and they all seemed to be eager to make a mess.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out.

The first shot of the storm was still empty.

The slaves were all taken aback and stopped. The warrior hid behind the slaves, and although there was fear in his heart, more than that, he was really angry. He directly stabbed a slave to death and scolded: "You're all fine, why stop?" If you don't want to be executed by me, you can continue to kill it immediately! ā€

"We're fine! We're fine! ā€

"That kid is scaring us!"

"That's all he can do!"

"Pretending to be a bastard, kill him!"

The slaves did not care about the man who had been executed by the samurai, and shouted again, and continued to rush towards the storm.

But at this moment, bang, the gunshots rang out again.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ……

Gunshots rang out in quick succession.

The low-level pistol has no recoil, so there is no need to worry about running out of bullets, and after becoming familiar with the use of the pistol, Feng Bo quickly became proficient.

In the continuous sound of gunfire, the heads of the slaves exploded one after another like red and white fireworks, and the headless bodies fell with a pop, falling a red and white viscous liquid.

"Ah......h

"Devil!"

"O gods! Help me! ā€

……

The slaves' rush was interrupted again, and they fled in all directions in a panic.

This time, even the samurai with swords in hand could not stop these slaves who could be shot by bullets at any time. What's more, now not only slaves, but also samurai are in danger of being shot.

"I want to cry, shopkeeper. However, I am doing this kind of thing now, as if I shouldn't cry. The storm was still holding the pistol, but the finger on the trigger stopped moving. He knew that Luo Zheng and Yao Dongxia were next to him, although he couldn't see it. He said in a low voice, "I killed them like that, didn't I, shopkeeper?" They are all ...... just like me."

"They're not like you." Luo Zheng slightly opened the camouflage cloak and persuaded the storm, "You are still alive, but they are actually dead." If you don't kill them, the Tianjian Flower Family will kill them too. ā€

Fengbo nodded and didn't speak again.

Bang!

Gunfire rang out again.

Luo Zheng closed his camouflage cloak again and looked at everything in front of him in silence.

"I see what kind of demon is the slave calling out, the devil, is it calling you?" Yao Dongxia commented on Luo Zheng's actions, "Is it that a natural devil like you can be the shopkeeper of a super agency?" ā€

Luo Zheng smiled, looked up to the sky and sighed, and remembered: "I think back then, I was as pure as a little white flower." ā€

"Whew! So how did you become the way you are? Yao Dongxia looked incredulous, "Don't tell me what life is forcing me." ā€

The ready-made excuse was kicked away by Yao Dongxia, Luo Zheng had no choice but to scratch his head, thought for a while, and said: "Unconsciously, it is like this." ā€

"Whew!" Yao Dongxia sneered again.

The slaves fell to the ground one after another, and in front of Luo Zheng, Fengbo and Yao Dongxia, there was not much left. And the samurai who drove the slaves was also killed by the indiscriminate shooting of the storm.

The slaves were completely unchecked, and now for these temporary survivors, the only place to be safe was the manor. They ran desperately towards the manor, screaming in panic.

The blonde man with a gloomy face, watching this scene from the manor, gritted his teeth and said, "Stop these useless slaves!" ā€

With the blonde man's order, the samurai in the manor closed the door again.

With a bang, the door slammed shut, and the remaining slaves slammed into it, knocking desperately on it, crying out heartbreakingly: "Help! Master! Open the door! Master! ā€

But who cares about the life and death of these slaves, even the servants of the manor?

Seeing that the call for help was ineffective, these people quickly turned around again, knelt down, and kept kowtowing to Fengbo: "Spare us, spare us......"

The corners of Fengbo's eyes twitched slightly. But in the end, he gritted his teeth and continued to pull the trigger.

Bang!

The slave fell to the ground.

Bang!

There was no more begging for mercy.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under the two moons, there was complete silence.