However, Zhu Shun took out the Migne pistol from another holster, and it only took three seconds, and it only took one second to aim at the assassin.

It's a total of four seconds.

When he was only a dozen meters away from Zhu Shun, he unexpectedly saw the ugly look on the assassin's face, as if he had eaten a fly.

"Bang!"

Zhu Shun put down the second Migne pistol and shook his head: "No matter how good the martial arts are, you can knock it down with one shot." ”

Suo Hulu still nodded, these two Han assassins were just tools he used to consume Zhu Shun's back hands, and he still wanted to follow him back to Liaodong?

Heh, even if the two of them had killed as many as forty or more Han Chinese with their own hands, they would not have taken them back.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

Suo Hulu's real backhand is actually himself, Ji Chochai ranked third in Shuntian Mansion, and died another ranked second.

The number one assassin was Suo Hulu himself.

At the moment when the second Han assassin died, the highly poisonous crossbow in Suo Hulu's hand shot an arrow and hit Zhu Shun's heart.

"Zhu! First! Bear.... Well? ”

Song Yingjing's grief and shouting were not finished, and when she saw Zhu Shun staggering back a few steps, she only stumbled and did not fall.

Zhu Shun felt a bit like an emotional liar, deceived Song Yingjing's grief twice, patted Song Yingjing's shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, I have body armor." ”

The grief on Song Yingjing's face stiffened a little.

As soon as he finished saying this, Suo Hulu threw down the highly poisonous crossbow in his hand, pulled out the dagger and rushed over, and cut his throat with the dagger without shooting Zhu Shun.

As for whether Zhu Shun still has a musket, it is impossible to have it, there are only two holsters, and there will be no third musket.

When Suo Hulu rushed halfway, he found that he was wrong, there was indeed no musket on the strip around Zhu Shun's waist, but he still had a Migne pistol pinned to his back.

Zhu Shun took out the Migne pistol and shot it at Suo Hulu, Suo Hulu was worthy of being the first assassin in Shuntianfu, he reacted very quickly in danger, and quickly deflected his body, and this shot only hit his left arm.

Suo Hulu, who was injured, now has two choices, one is to give up the assassination and leave here immediately, and the other is to continue to complete the assassination while Zhu Shun has used up his last back hand.

In the midst of lightning, Suo Hulu made the most correct decision to continue the assassination, because he firmly believed that Zhu Shun, who had already taken out three muskets, could not have any more muskets.

Facts proved that Suo Hulu's conviction was wrong, and Zhu Shun quickly tore off the buttons of the placket, opened his clothes, and pinned two Migne pistols on the left and right sides of his waist.

There are four more.

Counting the one behind the waist, there are a total of five Migne pistols, and counting the two in the holster, there are a total of seven Migne pistols, which is simply a mobile arsenal.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

After two gunshots, the defenseless Suo Hu Lu fell in a pool of blood.

His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat at himself.

This sequence of events happened quickly, and by the time the victims and displaced people reacted, the three Assassins had already collapsed in pools of blood.

"Someone assassinated Zhu Dashan!"

"Shoot him!"

"Shoot him!" "Shoot him!"

Seeing that someone dared to assassinate Zhu Shun, the obedient victims and homeless people turned into a mob, broke down the fence, rushed to the three assassins and began to whip the corpse.

There were also more than 100 able-bodied mobs who spontaneously formed a human wall to block the surroundings of Zhu Shun's shed to prevent the homeless people from having assassins among them.

Zhu Shun looked at the scene in front of him, just like the West French people trusted him unconditionally, and his heart was heavy.

This group of poor people, who do not read much and know very few words, understand a truth better than those bureaucrats and squires who claim to be loyal to the monarch and patriotic.

Thanksgiving.

The bureaucratic gentry did not have to work hard to farm the land, did not have to pay taxes, and enjoyed the greatest goodwill that the country had given them.

In the end, it is difficult to make a fortune.

Drink the blood of the soldiers, drink the blood of the victims, drink the blood of the country.

Zhu Shun, who was behind the human wall, felt that it was worthwhile for him to set off the first industrial revolution against the entire class of bureaucrats and gentry.

Although there are powerful people in all eras, at the very least, industrialists can create a chance for these ordinary people who just want to stutter.

Industrialists know that the cause saves the country and the cause prospers the country.

No matter how great it is, it can give birth to a big industrialist like Mr. Ren and Mr. Ma, who will use the wealth given to them by the people to promote the continuous progress of the country.

Only by making continuous progress will the living conditions of the common people get better and better.

The bureaucrats and squires wish that the common people had no money, and that the common people could not survive, so that the common people would honestly treat them as cattle and horses, and honestly serve them as tenants.

"Quickly protect Ambassador Zhu!"

"Is Mr. Zhu injured?"

Dongchang Fanzi and Jinyiwei's reaction was quite fast, Zhu Shun pondered some things and didn't finish thinking about it, dozens of Dongchang Fanzi and Jinyiwei appeared around.

I couldn't stay here for the time being, so Zhu Shun said hello to the head of the small stall in Dongchang and the general banner of Jinyiwei, put away the Mine's pistol and went back.

The news of Zhu Shun's assassination soon spread to the palace, Chongzhen quietly glanced at the Dongchang stall head and Jinyi Wei Baihu, who were in charge of Zhu Shun's safety, and the two of them quickly knelt down and kowtowed, and then quickly went to send additional personnel.

Chongzhen retracted his gaze and looked at the civil and military officials below the main hall.

Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, was also looking at Chongzhen, and gradually narrowed his old eyes that seemed to be faint.

From today onwards, Zhu Shun will fall into the quagmire step by step and become a member of the Donglin Party.

became his Zhang Fengxiang's Guo Jia Guo Fengxiao.

With the genius of Zhu Shun, the great cause can be accomplished, and the party leader can be expected!

In the quiet class, a superintendent of the imperial history came out, holding a jade wat and reported.

"Emperor Qiqi, on the outskirts of Miyun City in the north of Shuntian Mansion, a plague has been discovered."

The superintendent walked back to the court, and three more inspectors who were inspecting the place walked out.

"Emperor Qiqi, on the outskirts of Baoding City in the south of Shuntianfu, a plague was discovered."

"Emperor Qiqi, on the outskirts of Zhuozhou City in the west of Shuntianfu, a plague was discovered."

"Emperor Qiqi, on the outskirts of Fengrun City in the eastern part of Shuntianfu, a plague has been discovered."

Except for the capital in the middle of Shuntian Mansion, there was a plague all around Shuntian Mansion, Chongzhen, who was sitting on the top of the main hall, took a breath lightly and said expressionlessly: "Arrest people." ”

Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, was completely relieved when he heard the word arrest, Zhu Shun was very capable, and he was weak to return to heaven.

Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, knows the emperor's temper too well, the calmer Chongzhen is, the less he says, the more angry he is in his heart.

The plague is the most untouchable forbidden in Chongzhen's heart, and the Song family will definitely plant it this time, and Zhu Shun, Guo Fengxiao, is already in the bag.