Obviously, Du Sheng was put on the table.

However, doesn't this also happen to fall into his hands?

"Since there is such a wild beauty who is in a hurry to be my woman, what reason do I have to refuse?"

Du Sheng thought about it, and a light smile slowly appeared on his handsome face.

Women are secondary, the key is that Jiang Miao's identity value is extraordinary.

"It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, Ben Hou thinks you can easily dispose of it."

Du Sheng condescendingly glanced at Miao Tianhu, who was pale, and walked to Jiang Miao's side like a leisurely walk, and said lightly.

The ghost hand and the ten green dragon guards followed closely behind, protecting them every step of the way.

"Miao Miao, are you okay?"

The second sister, Du Qi, also walked over quickly, and affectionately took Jiang Miao's hands and said with concern.

"It's fine."

Jiang Miao smiled slightly embarrassed, a little weak and didn't dare to look at Du Qi's eyes.

Du Qi is her best sister, and now she hooks up with her brother in front of others, and no one can act as if nothing has happened, right?

"Beam-jumping clown?! Little white face, you're fucking looking for death! ”

A cold light flashed in Miao Tianhu's eyes, and he suddenly raised a huge fist and smashed it into Du Sheng's face with one punch.

"Be careful!"

"Third brother!"

Jiang Miao and Du Qi exclaimed at the same time, but Miao Tianhu's move was so fast that before the two girls could react, his fierce fist wind had already blown Du Sheng's hair.

"Presumptuous!"

The ghost hand that had always been on guard against Miao Tianhu reacted quickly when the other party had just made a move, and before his fist was two punches away from Du Sheng's face, he accurately bent his fingers into a claw and clasped it on his wrist.

"Get out!"

The fists and claws struck, and the faces of the two changed at the same time, Miao Tianhu was shocked, and his wrist shook suddenly, instantly shaking off the iron claw buckled on his wrist.

The moment the ghost hand clamped away, Miao Tianhu's fist power increased by three percent, and a punch was imprinted on the latter's chest.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and he pulled back like lightning.

"Shhh

"Hmm!"

As soon as the two of them dipped in, Deng Deng, whose ghost hand body was uncontrollable, took two steps back, Du Sheng stretched out his hand behind him to block, and he used his strength to stop his footsteps and snorted, his chest was hot and painful, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Who the hell are you!"

Miao Tianhu covered his right arm, which had been caught with five bloody wounds, and his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

Among the people who can hurt him with one move, there is definitely no guy in front of him.

Du Sheng looked at the ghost hand with concern, and the latter shook his head slightly with a solemn face holding his chest, indicating that he was fine.

The ten Qinglongwei silently drew their swords, their eyes coldly roaming over the neck, heart, and eyes of Miao Tianhu and his men.

As long as Du Sheng gives an order, they will pounce like poisonous snakes and bite the throat of the enemy.

"You dare to fight Benhou's woman's idea, you don't even know who Benhou is, hehe!"

Du Sheng hooked the corners of his lips, and took the shotgun off his shoulder without a trace, and the muzzle of the gun was facing Miao Tianhu's chest.

He had loaded two bullets into it early before entering the village, and at this time he was less than thirty steps away from Miao Tianhu.

At such a close distance, as long as he gently pulled the trigger, he would definitely hit the opponent in the chest with a single shot.

A special double-barreled shotgun like Du Sheng's hand, which can kill even a tiger with one shot, let alone a person.

For some reason, Miao Tianhu looked at the moment when the little white face in front of him, who had not yet tied his hair, pointed the thing in his hand that looked like a crutch and a burning stick at him, and a deep uneasiness rose in his heart for no reason.

It was like being targeted by a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows, and goosebumps were coming out of his body.

Not everyone is as sensitive to danger as Miao Tianhu, and he has never dared to talk to Miao Tianhu like this in Jiuxiang and Eighteen Villages.

"What are you to talk to our young leader! Lao Tzu hacked you to death with one sword! ”

Seeing that the other party dared to despise him like this, one of Miao Tianhu's henchmen scolded and pulled out his scimitar and pounced on Du Sheng.

"Don't!"

Miao Tianhu's face changed greatly, but his reminder was still a step too late, the distance between the two sides was already close, and as soon as his voice fell, the subordinate was already less than ten steps away from Du Sheng.

Looking at the scimitar that came over at the moment, Du Sheng's lips moved slightly, and he silently said two words that no one in this world could understand.

The slender right index finger gently pulled the trigger, and a thunderous explosion exploded out of thin air without warning.

At the moment of a thunderous explosion, the person from Heimiao Village, who was holding a knife and slashed at Du Sheng, suddenly collided head-on with a mad mad cow as if he was running, and his body flew back upside down at once.

The sound of thunder was fleeting, as if it had never been seen before.

"Two sickles! Two sickles! ”

When everyone in Heimiao Village came back to their senses and saw their companions who were blown away by a shot, everyone couldn't help but gasp wildly for a while.

"This ...... It's terrifying, isn't it? ”

"Oh my God! What's going on! ”

"Shhh

"Two sickles!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the person who was blown away in Heimiao Village, all their faces changed greatly, and Jiang Miao and Du Qi retched uncontrollably twice, and at the same time tilted their heads to the side.

Even Qinglongwei, who was accustomed to seeing life and death, trembled and set his eyes on the double-barreled shotgun in Du Sheng's hand, his face full of jealousy.

"This ......"

Rao is Du Sheng himself, and he can't help but be frightened by the result of this shot.

I saw that the man who was blown away by a shot was lying on his back on the ground at this time, as if he had been pecked by a vulture for three days and three nights.

Organs, flesh, intestines......

It was rotten everywhere, and my entire chest was completely shattered by this shot.

The double-barreled shotgun in Du Sheng's hand is a larger model than the ordinary thunder gun, and the barrel is also thickened.

The main problem is the bullet, a few days ago he was idle and made dozens of reinforced shotguns by himself, originally planned to deal with emergencies, but he didn't expect the power to be so terrifying at this time.

This time when he went to Tianlong Village, Du Sheng was worried about encountering large beasts in the mountains, so he specially loaded two bullets of this kind to defend himself.

He himself didn't expect that this kind of shotgun would cause such terrifying lethality when fired at people at close range.

"If you shoot someone in the head, wouldn't you be able to shoot your head with one shot!"

When Du Sheng thought of the watermelon whose head was like being smashed by a hammer, goosebumps instantly rose all over his body.

"Don't you want to know who I am? Well, I'll tell you now! ”

"I am Du Sheng, the Marquis of Ninghai Town, and Du Huaiyu, the former Great Sima of Daqin, my father."

Although Du Sheng was a little unbearable in his heart, he still took advantage of the power of a shot to shock everyone, and then reported his name loudly.

His name may not have been heard of by these people, but Du Huaiyu, the former Marquis of Dasima Town, who is known as the pillar of the country, even these natives who have lived in the mountains for a long time, are also extremely familiar with this name.

The greatness of the world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister.

The only difference is nothing more than the strength of the control.

"You are Ning Haihou?!"

Miao Tianhu's eyelids jumped heavily, and his eyes were straight.

"Ning Haihou? There are also people who call Ben Hou that in private. ”

Du Sheng was slightly stunned, and in an instant, he realized that the Marquis of Ninghai was the title of Marquis of Zhenguo that some people called in private.

The entire Ninghai County is his fiefdom, what is he if he is not the Marquis of Ninghai?

Even if you call him King Ninghai, it's not too much.