"Don't-don't-don't cry!" , Zhao Teng's mother suddenly shouted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Teng, who was crying, was immediately stunned by the fright, and even forgot to sob.

Seeing this, his mother's voice softened a lot. Persuaded: "My good Teng'er, run!" It's dangerous here! ”。

As he spoke, a number of natives crawled in.

Several women who were wrestling and beating were killed by poison, arrows, and poison, which scared many people. Unable to resist, he hurried downstairs.

So after a few breaths, the room fell silent.

The natives saw that there was no resistance, and they saw a room full of women, all hungry and thirsty, tearing off the rags from their bodies, and looking at the injured women who fell to the ground.

After all, the Ming people eat well, their nutrition can keep up, and they look smart.

That's why it's hard for these natives to control their beasts!

Zhao Teng, who was guarding his mother's side, suddenly felt a shadow above his head.

When I turned my head, I saw an ugly-looking native walking towards him naked, smiling.

As an eleven-year-old boy from modern times, Zhao Teng is not a novice who doesn't understand anything. And he often bumps into and meets the seniors, peeking at the shy and ashamed island, national movement, and filmmaking. Even several times, he had seen his parents 'actually fighting'.

The native's eyes were now bright, just like his father's look when he peeked at his mother in the bath.

Especially when he saw the swelled ugly and ugly body, he felt an unprecedented sense of shame and shame.

Somewhere did he get the courage, he stood up, opened his arms, blocked his mother behind him, and shouted at the natives, "Don't hurt my mother!" ”。

Although he is much shorter than the natives and his body is a little thin, he looks as great as a mountain at the moment.

His mother looked at his back, and the corners of her eyes moistened involuntarily. I was not only moved by my son's coming forward, but also worried about my son's safety.

So he choked up and said, "Teng'er! Run! ”。

Before he finished speaking, he rushed to Zhao Teng. Towards the left side of his face, he slapped him hard.

Syllable!

The crisp slap was loud and bright.

Zhao Teng didn't stand firm at once, and was swept to the ground by the natives.

That wasn't the end of it, he was kicked in the stomach by the natives again. Suddenly, the whole body was close to the ground, and it slid several meters away.

"Teng'er!" His mother screamed in frustration. Then he grabbed the fire gun next to him with one hand, and scolded angrily: "I fought with you!" ”。

As he spoke, he was going to shoot at the natives.

But with the injury, her hand speed is not as quick as before. And the natives aren't that stupid! After fighting for so long, I also know how powerful this fire gun is, so I will definitely not be beaten in vain.

Three or two steps over, one foot on the back of her hand. One more hard kick will kick the firebolt far away.

Zhao Teng was holding his stomach, enduring the drilling, heartbeat, and pain so hard that he couldn't feel the heat on his face.

When he heard his mother's screams, the fire bolt also slashed right at his side.

When he looked up, he saw that the native was sitting on top of his mother, tearing his clothes frantically. During this period, his mother desperately resisted, but she annoyed the natives, so she was slapped five times in succession.

A wave of grief and indignation poured into his mind from his heart, making his eyes red. Grabbing the musket beside him, he pulled the safety bolt and aimed it at the native.

It just so happened that the native was facing away from him, so he didn't see Zhao Teng's actions. And the other natives were also venting wantonly, so they didn't pay attention to Zhao Teng's actions.

Perhaps in their opinion, a little kid like Zhao Teng is not a threat at all.

And this is Zhao Teng's opportunity!

At this moment, a sentence came back to his mind!

It was before going out, and his father told him. He said that he should remember that he is a man at all times and in all places, and that he must learn to protect women and people.

This is a sense of responsibility, a sense of mission! Even if you are timid, you can't run away from it.

In addition, emotions such as sadness, anger, shame, shame, humiliation and humiliation are mixed together, and it turns into a raging fire, which burns more and more!

So he wants to vent and make the bad guy who bullied his mother disappear from this world!

Luckily, when he was at home, his dad taught him how to shoot a gun.

So at the moment of pulling the trigger!

Bang!

The gun went off!

The native body was stunned, and fresh blood quickly spilled out of his body like a trickle. Seeing that he still wanted to turn around and see who had killed him. Zhao Teng did not hesitate to make up for the shot!

With a thud, the native lay on his back on the ground. The pupils dilated, and then suddenly tightened and contracted. In the end, it loses its brilliance.

Although this shot saved his mother, it also put him in extreme danger.

Because the other natives were awakened by the sound of gunfire, they all aimed their poisonous arrows at Zhao Teng.

I don't know why, Zhao Teng suddenly became less afraid. Maybe it's the thrill of killing the natives! Maybe it's because he fulfilled his father's entrustment, protected his mother, and became a man.

He didn't know what it was like to die anyway! Maybe like those aunts, tired and asleep.

While thinking about this, he fired a bullet into his eyes and pointed his gun at the nearest native.

At this time, the natives also puffed up their cheeks and wanted to blow out the poisoned arrows.

Bang!

He pulled the trigger.

The poisonous arrows of the natives are about to blurt out.

But suddenly, there was a loud gunshot, and the banging went on and on.

Those half-seated natives suddenly fell to the ground one by one like deflated balls.

I saw the guards rushing in from the staircase, and finally arrived in time.

Seeing the shocking and tragic situation in the room, Yang Ganming and Zhao Huguang also felt heartache. They could have come earlier, but the women were so panicked and crowded as they went downstairs that they stampeded.

Now, the entire corridor is blocked!

As a result, they were rescuing the wounded and carrying corpses and bodies. It took a long time to clear the passage.

It's just that the crisis here has been solved, but the first floor has become precarious again!

Zozz...

The wooden doors and windows were ignited by the fire, and the blazing heat carried a thick poisonous smoke and rushed into the building. The person inside choked not only couldn't open his eyes, but even had difficulty breathing.

Outside the door, a young indigenous man was clasping his hands on his chest, watching happily as the plaque of the Daming Hall was burned to ashes by the flames.

So many tribes have died, but they haven't conquered this guild yet, so that he, the son of the patriarch, can't help but fear punishment and punishment.

Now this method of fire attack is really good.

But thanks to the white people around me! If it weren't for him to mention something, I wouldn't have been able to think of it if I wanted to break my head.

Thinking of this, he said to the white man with a pleasant face: "Don't worry! When everyone in this building burns to death, I'll let you go. ”。

Hearing this, the nervousness on the white man's face also disappeared a little.

In fact, he was a Portuguese who lived in the vicinity, but after the natives attacked, he was in a hurry to run to the governor's palace. Although he lived closer to the Ming Guild Hall, in his opinion, it was not as safe as the Governor's Palace.

Unfortunately, the primary target of the natives was the Doge's Palace.

Therefore, he was halfway through when he was blocked by the natives. Later, he hid in Tibet, but he was still caught.

Seeing so many people dying miserably under his nose, he was scared and cowardly! He begged the natives for mercy.

Because he had participated in the battle to encircle and suppress the natives, he had learned their language and could speak a few words of the natives.

When he saw that the natives were angry and ruined for the siege of the Ming Guild, he took the opportunity to offer advice. I only hope that the native will keep his promise and spare his life.

For your own life anyway! You can only do whatever it takes!

This thought made him feel a lot less guilty.