The disciple next to him was just about to rush over, but Fang Buwei exclaimed, "Don't move!" ”

There was an extra gap on the roof that was empty just now?

A barrel slowly stretched out.

I'll fork your uncle, is there an end?

"Starling, ...... on top of your head"

The pistol was still in the palm of his hand, and Fang Buwei didn't even think about it, and raised his hand to shoot.

At about the same second, the assassin hiding in the ceiling also pulled the trigger.

The moment the fingers were about to exert force, the assassin felt a pain in his chest, and the muzzle of the gun subconsciously deflected.

The difference is a fraction of a centimeter, one or two meters......

The bullet missed Situ Meitang and hit Wu Jiancheng's shoulder.

Fang Buwei shot all the bullets out according to the gap. There were more than a dozen bullet holes in the ceiling.

Gao Zhensheng and a few of his subordinates raised their guns in hindsight, and the bullets shot up like no money.

With a "click", the ceiling, which had been beaten like a sieve, finally collapsed without bearing the weight of the assassin.

Countless drops of blood splattered down with minced flesh and wood, like rain.

A corpse fell in front of Chen Fengshi, and it had already been beaten to pieces.

Looking at the figure, it looks like a woman.

Chen Fengshi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, held his gun, and stared at the ceiling tightly.

"Dead or not?" Chen Fengshi asked Wu Chengjian.

"It's almost ......" Wu Chengjian gritted his teeth and turned over, "The bullet seems to be fed with poisonous ......"

Chen Feng shivered in his heart.

"Escort the uncle upstairs......" Fang Buwei lay on the ground softly.

With only three assassins, they actually created a chain of formations, one ring after another?

Fang is not secretly frightened.

"Good!" Gao Zhensheng responded, and said gloomily, "The doctor will come soon......"

In his opinion, Fang Buwei was shot twice, one shot into the waist, and the bullet was fed with poison, and eighty percent of it was more than lucky.

When he met Gao Zhensheng's eyes as if he was looking at the body, Fang Buwei reacted.

"Hurry up, as long as it's not dead, dig out the bullet first, and try to dig out the flesh around the wound......"

It takes time for all the toxins on the bullet to flow through the bloodstream to the heart, and as long as you dig it up in time, you may be able to save your life.

Gao Zhensheng nodded.

With a "poof", Fang Buwei turned his head to look, and the disciple kneeling beside him pulled out a dagger.

"What are you doing?" Fang Bu was not surprised by the eyelids.

He also thought that this disciple saw that he was hopeless, and wanted to give him a good time, so that he could suffer less sin.

"Ninth Master, bear with me, I'll help you dig ......"

"Dig your uncle......" Fang Bu scolded angrily, "Lao Tzu doesn't have to dig ......"

Gao Zhensheng's face darkened.

It seems that Lao Jiu also knows that he is more than lucky......

The screams in the hall grew quieter.

It's not that the ladies aren't scared because they hear the gunshots stop, but because they don't have the strength to shout.

Chen Yuting half-squatted on the ground and looked at the female corpse not far away.

Failed assassination?

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sensing that there was movement around her, Chen Yuting subconsciously turned around and saw the maid squatting beside her touching her waist, taking out something like a bamboo pipe, and wanting to rush out.

Half-squatting on the ground, He Shili, who was about to wait for the opportunity to move, glanced at her in surprise.

Isn't this woman Chen Yuting's maid, why is there still a weapon hidden on her body?

In fact, He Shili was not sure whether this bamboo pipe was a weapon or not, he just looked at the maid's angry face and wanted to rush out, so he made a judgment.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yuting's face turned a little pale.

"Squat!" The female bodyguard pulled the maid and warned sharply, "There are so many good players in the hall, where are you going to do it?" ”

It turns out that he has the same mind as himself?

He Shili smiled approvingly.

……

"Uncle, I'll send you upstairs!" Gao Zhensheng walked in front of Situ Meitang.

"How is Lao Jiu?" Situ Meitang asked.

Gao Zhensheng didn't speak, just lowered his head.

Chen Feng was shocked and looked at Gao Zhensheng incredulously.

He's dead?

"That's an idiot!" Wu Chengjian, who was bandaging his wounds, scolded, "Swaggering on the table, when the assassin's bullet is muddy? ”

"Shut up!" Huang Sande roared angrily.

If Wu Chengjian hadn't been injured, Huang Sande would have slapped him a long time ago.

"If Lao Jiu hadn't been there in town, do you think I would still be standing here in a good manner?" Situ Meitang said sharply.

So that's the case?

Wu Chengjian suddenly realized.

"Hall Master Wu!" Gao Zhensheng hugged his fists, "If you are lucky enough not to die, and when you recover in the future, Gao will definitely ask for a few tricks!" ”

What's more, he didn't speak before his brain, and he offended people to death.

Wu Chengjian staggered Gao Zhensheng's eyes as if he wanted to eat him.

"Sixth brother, the younger brother knows it's wrong!" Wu Chengjian lowered his head very barely.

"The two assassins in the back were both killed by Lao Jiu......" Gao Zhensheng said with a calm face.

Huang Sande let out a long sigh.

The first assassin is just a pretense to create chaos, and the latter two are the real killers.

It is equivalent to Fang Buwei saving Situ Meitang's two lives in a row.

"Let's go up first!" Huang Sande patted Situ Meitang on the shoulder, "After the situation calms down, it's not too late to care." If you have an accident, Lao Jiu won't be blind when he dies......"

"Good!" The old gentleman gritted his teeth.

Gao Zhensheng escorted Situ Meitang and several uncles up the stairs, and happened to meet Li Zaiyi, who rushed down from upstairs after hearing the movement.

"Continue to close the venue, no one is allowed to take half a step without the uncle's order!" Gao Zhensheng confessed.

"Where's Lao Jiu?" Li Zaiyi asked subconsciously.

Fang Buwei is Gao Zhensheng's deputy, Gao Zhensheng is not there, so it is appropriate to leave such a thing to him.

"...... below" Liu Zhendi's eyes turned red, and the rest of the words were blocked in his throat.

Lee Jae-yi's face turned pale.

Although the time was not long, Fang Buwei was extremely accommodating with them, he couldn't believe that Lao Jiu, who was calm and calm just now, was separated by yin and yang in the blink of an eye?

Lee Jae-yi went downstairs in despair.

The eldest sitting hall and the second escort hall were comforting the guests, and no one was resentful because Situ Meitang went upstairs and left others in the hall.

The people present were smart one by one, and everyone could see that the assassin's target was Situ Meitang, and he was still leaning forward, no different from looking for death, and the fool would follow him upstairs.

There is no safer place than the hall at this time.

The old third pipe hall and the old fourth torture hall took a few disciples to dig up bullets for the guests who were shot.

The fifth Zhang Yonghe was upstairs, and the sixth Gao Zhensheng accompanied the uncle upstairs, but he didn't see the eighth and ninth children.

The ninth is dead, but what about the eighth?

Li Zaiyi's heart jumped again.

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