Zhao Zilong's brows tightened, he understood that if he said something wrong, the other party would shoot.

Even though he was a little nervous at this dangerous moment, his face was still protective of calm.

The young man in the long shirt looked at Zhao Zilong's calm appearance, but he was stunned, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble.

"Say it quickly." The young man in the long shirt shouted in an inadequate tone.

"You've been shot in the stomach, and it's too late if you don't heal." Zhao Zilong said lightly.

"I'm going to kill you......" the young man in the long shirt suddenly shouted angrily.

"Your killer is coming." Zhao Zilong suddenly shouted, taking advantage of the other party's distraction, he suddenly turned his head sideways to avoid the muzzle of the opponent's gun, and at the same time a hand knife swung into the opponent's hand holding the gun.

The young man in the long shirt had a pain in his hand, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to pick up the gun, a silenced gunshot rang out behind him.

Boom!

The young man in the long shirt suddenly fell to the ground.

This time, he didn't have a chance to get up again.

Because, this time it hit the back of his head.

Zhao Zilong was going to give the young man in the long shirt another killing blow, but when he saw that the other party was shot, he immediately threw himself to the wall.

At this time, two men ran from a distance.

Zhao Zilong looked at it, and it turned out to be the two coachmen just now.

One of the coachmen was the one who pulled Zhao Zilong, and he waved at Zhao Zilong and shouted: "Hurry up, there are still people behind." ”

Zhao Zilong frowned, sensed it slightly, and then no longer hesitated, ran a few steps, and jumped up in the direction of the wall.

In the alley in the distance, a few more shots rang out, and bullets flew around Zhao Zilong.

When Zhao Zilong met with the rickshaw driver, he found that the rickshaw driver who had shot earlier had fallen to the ground and died.

"What's going on?" Zhao Zilong's face sank, in this case, he didn't forget to care about this colleague who had saved him.

"Brother." The rickshaw driver who pulled him was already too tired and nervous to do so, and hurriedly explained: "The situation here is very complicated! Our current situation is to stay here for a while longer. ”

"Why don't you want to break out and go outside?" Zhao Zilong asked as he ran. He was behind, he was in front, and the two men fought and retreated in a narrow alley.

"Outside?" The coachman shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The enemy has set up Gatling guns, and they are waiting for us to throw themselves into the net." ”

"Who's in trouble?" Zhao Zilong frowned again and asked in surprise, but he had some doubts in his heart that this incident was caused by himself.

"Who?" The coachman was also confused, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's not you anyway, it's not me." Originally, everyone was fine, but all of a sudden, the fight started. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Zilong was stunned, thought about it, but still couldn't guess why, and asked, "How are we going to break through now?" ”

"Don't break through just yet." The coachman waved his hand, "We'd better hide for now, and wait." ”

Zhao Zilong also sensed that there were people outside around him, so he stopped talking.

However, footsteps and shouts could be heard in the alleys, and they all knew that it was the enemy searching.

The two men ran for five or six minutes and came to the exit of an alley.

Zhao Zilong found at a glance that there were several machine guns outside, and there was one at almost the nearest alley.

"Brother, there's nowhere to hide." The coachman's face changed dramatically. Now there is an enemy in front and a pursuer in the back, and it is difficult to fly now.

"Break."

Zhao Zilong's eyes were cold, he spit out a word, and then raised his hand to shoot at the machine gunner guarding the entrance of the alley.

With a thud, the Heavy glared and fell headlong.

The coachman was taken aback: "Brother, why are you like this? ”

Before he could finish speaking, machine guns from other directions clicked.

The bullets were flying in this direction.

At this time, Zhao Zilong retracted his body, turned over the wall in two clicks, and quickly burst into another alley. After that, he actually escaped from that direction without realizing it.

The coachman looked at it and did the same, but he was hit by a bullet while he was flying on the wall.

He didn't even leave a single last word before he died.

During the Anti-Japanese War, I don't know how many such unsung heroes.

After the incident, the military commander sent by Dai Li also found out the truth.

These two are military commanders who have been lurking in Nanjing City for a long time, and their names are Wu Dunqiang and Wu Duntu respectively. The young man in the long shirt they assassinated was their cousin, the lackey of Wang's puppet government, the traitor Wu Dunzhao.

The reason why the two couldn't open their hearts to Zhao Zilong was because they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to explain clearly. Besides, they also have their own discipline.

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When Zhao Zilong came back to the street, he found that the area around the presidential palace had entered the first level of alert. At the exit of each street, Gatling guns were erected.

This kind of hand-cranked, antique machine from the last century is simply a blessing here.

Zhao Zilong saw it and felt a burst of anger, eager to blow them up.

He walked back and forth on the Yangtze River Road, and then quietly escaped into a small forest.

No, this grove is already full of all kinds of people. When Zhao Zilong walked in, the first thing that greeted him was an extended version of Colt.

"Which one?" Then there were several people with different accents, who asked in unison.

"Chinese!" Zhao Zilong looked at the six roads and replied calmly with a face.

"Be honest." Immediately it was the man who pointed a gun at him and shouted: "Here, which one is not Chinese?" Which aspect do you ask? ”

"On the Chinese side." Zhao Zilong replied, gently pushing the other party's Colt away with disdain, "I said brother, your hands have been shaking." ”

The other party was silent, and the hand holding the gun trembled even more.

After that, Zhao Zilong glared at the other party and snorted lightly: "Like you, even if you hit me, you won't be able to hit the point." In the end, I didn't shoot me to death. ”

As he spoke, he silently put the gun to the other man's chest.

A few people inside immediately recognized the cowardice, and one of them said politely: "Heroes, we are all young people saving **." Dare to ask the hero, is this coming back from doing something big outside? ”

"It's nothing." Zhao Zilong shook his head and said lightly: "I went out and took a turn, and only knocked over one machine gunner." ”

"Amazing!" The men immediately gathered around, and one of them, with a gun, said, "We caused this trouble, and now we can't end it." ”

"You were the ones who caused the trouble?" Zhao Zilong's face sank and he stared at these people. He didn't believe it at first, but when he saw the panicked eyes of these people, he immediately believed it.

These people all nodded at Zhao Zilong in fear as if a chicken pecked rice.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Zhao Zilong pointed at the five of them, stretched out his left hand, slapped each of them first, and then scolded: "Who did I say, acting so aimlessly, it turned out to be you guys who don't know the height of the sky!" ”