Li Deng looked at Shen Gui's extremely ugly face, and asked in a rather heavy tone:

"What's wrong? What's going on again, why is your face so ugly? ”

Shen Gui didn't rush to explain, but asked thoughtlessly:

"At this time, apart from Li Fu and Lao Dan, are there any other guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Hmm... The male servants in the house have more or less practiced three punches and two kicks, and it's okay to clean up some ruffians and hooligans, but if you really play against the masters, you shouldn't be able to count on them...... If you are not in a hurry, there are still 3,000 elite dead soldiers in Dongyou's hometown, but in this current situation, the news comes and goes, how can it be seven days later......"

"It's too late......"

These four words had just come out of Shen Gui's mouth, and at the same time, there were some slight voices outside the door. Immediately, from the direction of the main gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was also the sound of gold and iron repelling each other.

As soon as Shen Gui was about to go out to check, he was grabbed by Li Deng's cuffs, pushed him under the table, turned around and blew out the oil lamp on the bookcase, and then got into it himself.

'Whoosh ......'

As soon as the people outside the house saw the study of Xiangfu, which was still lit with a faint light, they suddenly fell into darkness, and suddenly stopped rushing forward; Immediately afterward, they untied a well-made wooden crossbow from their waists and sent a rain of arrows towards the window of the study......

Shen Gui listened to the sound of locusts crossing the border in the house, and nagged to the 'prime minister' beside him:

"Can they still have some new methods? These lackeys who work for others, doing dirty work, how can they all be carved out of a mold, don't they all be taught by a master, right? ”

Li Deng was also shrinking his head under the desk at the moment, and after blowing out the oil lamp, he also knocked down a chair by the way, which could be blocked in front of the desk, so as to prevent stray arrows from injuring the two people under the table.

"It's not a play in a theater teahouse, what new means do you need? No matter if the moves are old-fashioned, as long as you don't miss, you will continue to use them. ”

The wooden crossbow in the hands of the person who attacked the Prime Minister's Mansion was exactly the same as the 'toy' that Guo Xing bought at a high price before. There is a rectangular wooden box on top of the crossbow, which can be used to store arrows, and can be reloaded at a time to fire five crossbow arrows. Although it is not as accurate and lethal as a traditional longbow, it is convenient and fast, and it is 'suitable for all ages'.

Although this weapon is put on the battlefield, it is really powerless; But if it is in the hands of these people, it will be applied in such a scene, but it will be infinitely powerful!

The crossbow arrows, which had no tail feathers, stopped in the blink of an eye, like a thunderstorm. After the sound of the crossbow tips entering the wood in his ears completely stopped, Shen Gui raised his right hand in surprise and knocked on the bottom of the unscathed desk:

"Old man, your table is of good quality...... What is wood made of? ”

Shen Gui was talking nonsense, but his body had already come out from under the table. He moved his hands and feet slightly, and gently patted the dust on his knee robe, and then reached out to untie the long sword Chunyu at his waist, and quietly hid next to the door of the study......

The leader outside the door waved his hand, and the already dilapidated doors and windows were instantly broken, and then in the study, more than a dozen men stood up.

Seeing this situation, Shen Gui muttered with an embarrassed expression:

"It's really a crow's mouth, if you say a new play, you will go to a new play, count your fate, at least this head-on blow, you can be regarded as dodging it......"

Immediately, he stopped speaking, and raised his sword in the direction of the person next to the bookcase.

Such an unfavorable situation of being outnumbered is now Shen Gui has long been accustomed to it. Since he met Liu Banxian, he has made up for the last shortcoming of his 'fighting and brawling' ability. Things are often so strange that what originally looks like a useless piece can be a very different look when the most important piece of the building block comes along.

Shen Gui is now fighting with others, using the long sword that originally belonged to Li Le'an, called Chunyu.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the blade on both sides of the sword body can hurt the enemy horizontally and vertically; The tip of the sword can penetrate the armor, the sword body can be dragged, the sword spine can be blocked, and the sword blade can be guarded; Its moves are also to collapse, flirt, intercept, and cut; Thorn, press, hang, sweep, can be said to be far and near, both offensive and defensive a common blade. In addition to being highly respected by the people of the good and evil factions of the rivers and lakes, whether it is a king or a general, whether it is a doctor or a student, and even religious groups such as Xuanyue Daogong and Nanlin Zen Buddhism, they will choose all kinds of swords for the purpose of warding off evil spirits.

The whole Huayu Continent can really be said to be a sword that everyone likes and wears a sword, and although the shape and appearance of the sword are strange, there is no controversy about the posture of holding the sword.

In addition to the practice of opening the altar and looking for ghosts, they usually respond to the enemy with their usual hands and slightly leaning the sword body obliquely. In this way, the sword moves are more concealed, and they can also give the enemy the maximum damage with the least effort. In addition, the posture is more chic and elegant, and it has some taste of both civil and military, which is really worthy of the crystallization of the wisdom of the people for thousands of years.

But at this time, Shen Gui held the hilt of the sword vertically and responded to the enemy head-on with the blade. This posture of using a sword is no different from using a knife, and I don't know that he dared to use a sword to make a knife because of the benefit of the spring rain of the divine soldiers; is still the swordsmanship he practiced, so he can only hold the sword like this; All in all, Shen Gui was like this, and rushed towards the black-clothed killer who was about to open the desk......

And the black-clothed killer heard a voice coming from behind his head, and at the same time naturally turned around, he pulled out the fine iron long knife at his waist and greeted Shen Gui head-on. When he saw Shen Gui's 'layman's sword-holding posture', he couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart.

He thought in his heart that the handsome young man in front of him with a sharp blade in his hand didn't know any martial arts at all. It's just that the head of the household is heartfelt, so he has the courage to fight for his life.

Despite this, Shen Gui's sword blade has already been slashed head-on, and it is good to kill him as much as he wants after that, he must first block this amateurish 'splitting sword style' of this Wensheng son......

'Poof......'

Li Le'an's long sword is worthy of the name of a divine soldier, and the blade of the sword is slashed head-on, and the blade of the steel knife is cut in half together with the black-clothed killer who underestimates the enemy......

Shen Gui shook his wrist and shook off a drop of blood hanging from the tip of the sword, and then raised the undamaged divine soldier Chunyu in front of him, and after inspecting the blade, he blew out a slightly frivolous whistle.

With such a neat method and such a bloody scene, everyone in the study was fixed on the spot in a short period of time. After a few breaths, the air was filled with a fishy sweet smell with a slight foul smell......

As the leader frowned, and then waved again, all the black-clothed people in the room rushed towards Shen Gui, who was standing with a sword.

In the face of ten black-clothed killers, Shen Guiyi changed the 'splitting sword' that was so wide open and closed, and instead his body swam away extremely quickly, stabbing into points and dragging threads with points, like bees in the gorgeous flowers, swimming fish in the winding mountain streams, and the extremely fast figure drew phantom shadows in the eyes of all the killers, wiping open one throat after another, and cut one abdominal cavity after another.

Before the leader could see the death of his brother, Shen Gui had already stood back in front of the desk. And the bloodstains and minced flesh in front of everyone's eyes nakedly showed how ruthless this young man who didn't seem to understand martial arts was.

Seeing that this Shen Gui Xingxing didn't even gasp for a moment, the leader of the killer secretly hesitated in his heart, and then turned around, apparently planning to escape from the door......

"Stop...... Let's just go, I don't know the rules, right? Moreover, you turn your head and walk away, your brothers...... Don't want all of these parts? As for Shen Ye, I'm not an unreasonable person, now I'll give you two ways to go, one is a living road and the other is a dead road. Want to live? Tell me the name of your mastermind, and I promise no fourth person will know...... Oh yes, your brothers have broken into this, and you can rest assured; This second is that you are loyal and unyielding, abide by the rules, and then we will count this account on the head of the crown prince Yan Day! ”

When the leader heard this, he raised his hand and tore off his face towel, revealing a pale and emaciated knife-striped face:

"Shaoxia is very skilled, this time I admit that I am unlucky! Since you know who I am, it doesn't mean that I've broken the rules...... Dare to ask Shaoxia, can I go now? ”

Shen Gui waved his hand at him, and then said to Li Deng, who had just come out from under the desk:

"It seems that these miscellaneous things, like their masters, like themselves, like to deceive themselves......"

Li Deng looked at the blood and minced meat all over the ground in front of him, resisted the urge to vomit, covered his mouth and nose and said reluctantly:

"Their master can't be Yan Day...... Don't you hear? Judging by this person's accent, they should all be from Nankang......"

'Bang ......'

The killer who turned around and was just about to slip away listened to Li Deng's words, suddenly turned around, and casually took out a weapon like a crossbow from behind his waist. Without even blinking, he pulled the trigger directly......

As early as after his body turned rapidly, Shen Gui's extraordinary senses had already noticed it.

It can be said that except for Bao Qin, the head of Shuangshan Village, no one knows better than Shen Gui how this thing kills. There was no time to remind Li Deng, and Shen Gui could only barely fly in front of the prime minister......

With that loud noise, Shen Gui only felt that his ribs were like being collided head-on by a running bull, and he didn't have time to adjust his body at all, and directly hit Li Deng behind him, and the two of them flew out upside down on top of each other and crashed into the bookshelf behind him before they could stop.

The man in black didn't do much nostalgia when he saw that the assassination failed, turned around and ran out of the study, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the vast night.

Li Deng, who was knocked into the air, didn't have time to take care of his pain, hurriedly got up, and looked at Shen Gui, who was blocking in front of him at the last moment.

It turned out that the final blow of the man in black was delivered by a small and delicate firebolt. And the wound that this small fire gun created for Shen Gui was exactly the same as the injury Bao Qin had suffered before.

Shen Gui, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, reached out and touched a blood stain between his ribs that still had residual warmth, and secretly said in his heart:

In a hurry, he didn't have time to judge where the other party's gun was pointing. And he could only be driven by conditioned reflexes, bravely and fearlessly standing in front of the 'future father-in-law'. Judging by the position of his current wound, if the muzzle of the opponent's gun is a little more skewed, or if his movements are more distorted, the iron projectile will definitely be able to hit the heart......

On that day, after Shen Gui saw Bao Qin's wounds, he had already inquired around openly and secretly, wanting to know all the circumstances of this firearm. But after all this time, there is still nothing; Shen Gui has been busy recently, and he has almost forgotten about it. But I never thought that seeing the power of this thing again would be on me!

Shen Gui took a deep breath, struggled to get up his still numb and sore body, and pressed Li Deng's slightly old hand:

"I'm fine! It's just a layer of flesh and skin. You should go and see Shan Qingquan and Li Fu first, and then order your subordinates to find Sun Baizhi......"