Chapter 30: Assassination!
[Chapter Word Count:3119 Last Updated:2015-03-0213:54:09.0]
Faced with someone daring to challenge the family's bottom line, Wang Shihua was extremely angry.
I haven't done anything else these days, and I want to kill the widow named Qin Hongyu.
On the one hand, Wang Shirong was given additional guards and strictly ordered not to let Wang Shirong out of the city.
On the other hand, he made every effort to track down Qin Hongyu's whereabouts. At this time, Wang Shihua saw the difficulty of no one in the government, unless he used money to open the way, he would run into walls everywhere. But the higher he goes, the more money he spends, and Wang Shihua no longer asks government officials after just sending fifty oceans to the cell boss. Because he suddenly understood a truth: not to mention whether these people knew Qin Hongyu's hiding place, even if they knew, unless you were bleeding profusely, it would be impossible for these officials who ate people and did not spit out bones to reveal it. There are still some people in the family who are poor and can't even afford to wear clothes, so instead of using money to fill the bottomless pit, it is better to buy clothes for them.
So, Wang Shihua turned to the other two to get a letter, explaining that the Tian family was secretly instructing people to provoke the bottom line of the four major families, but as a result, there was no response. It confirms Uncle Jiang's sentence 'every qiē is for his own interests'.
Wang Shihua had no choice but to be on guard.
More than ten days have passed, and there is no movement in the slightest, which makes Wang Shihua breathe a sigh of relief, seeing that Wang Shirong has been so angry that he eats and lives in the casino directly, and even ignores the illness of the guest, knowing that if it continues like this, something will happen sooner or later. Thinking about how there is a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, Wang Shihua decided to simply take the initiative.
"Shihua, if you don't let me out again, I don't dare to guarantee that I won't kill anyone."
Wang Shihua was having breakfast with five old men in their forties and fifties, and when he heard this, he looked up, but saw that Wang Shirong was full of alcohol, his eyes were red, and the angry face on his face was clear at a glance.
"Who said you weren't allowed to go out? You can get out now. ”
Wang Shirong was stunned for a moment, and then asked in disbelief: "Really?" ”
Wang Shihua pretended to be angry: "You are blind, and a few uncles are here, and they don't know how to meet you." Not a spark of decency. ”
Wang Shirong, who was in a greatly improved mood, cared, looked carefully at the five old people present, and hurriedly hugged his fists and bowed in fright: "Shirong met a few uncles and said hello to a few uncles." ”
These five people are incredible, they are all daring people of the Wang family. Dare to pose in front of them, that is looking for a draw. Seeing Wang Shirong saluting, he didn't get up, but just sat and nodded to Wang Shirong in return.
"Judging by the smell of alcohol in your body, you must not have eaten yet." As he spoke, he pulled Wang Shirong to sit down: "It's interesting to listen to a few uncles set up a dragon gate array (chatting or telling stories) for you while eating." ”
Several people who dared to die began to chat again, and waited until Wang Shirong had eaten two bowls of rice, put down his chopsticks and took a sip of tea, and Uncle Hu, who was sitting on Wang Shihua's left, asked, "Have you eaten enough?" ”
"I'm full."
"Okay, brothers, just go out for a walk with me." While speaking, Uncle Tiger stood up and walked to the place where the knife and gun were placed at the door, and while inserting a machete into his waist, he turned around and smiled proudly: "I want to see which one of the ambitious leopard galls dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head." ”
"Brother Tiger is right, we eat dry rice at home every day, we live like pigs, and we just move our shin bones today."
"Oh too! We're a little older, but we're not old enough to shoot a gun. ”
The few old men next to him who followed and were taking their weapons also sneered proudly.
After a few people sorted out their knives and guns, Wang Shihua hugged his fists and bowed down and said, "Shihua has asked a few uncles." ”
Several people gave Wang Shihua, the future head of the family, a little face, and hugged their fists and said politely.
Wang Shirong was about to speak, but Uncle Tiger grabbed his arm and walked out.
Wang Shirong was guarded by five old men in the center, and there were twenty or thirty guards outside, and the group rushed towards the outside of the city.
This time it was originally to lure the snake out of the hole, and with a few old men in town, Wang Shirong didn't dare to mess around at all, like a marionette, let him do whatever he wanted. After the group went out of the city, they walked leisurely on the avenue, and went to the forest to hunt, and saw that they did not lead out the enemy.
At this time, even a few old people were a little proud: the prestige of the Wang family was really powerful, and the little ones did not dare to offend.
At sunset, everyone returned to Laosi City with tired bodies and relaxed minds. As a result, as soon as he entered the city, the assassination broke out suddenly without warning.
The closer to Lao Sicheng, the more relaxed everyone's mentality became, and the guards who had been on high alert first relaxed, talking and laughing, and some even hummed Tujia songs. And Uncle Tiger and the others who had been indifferent also regained their complexion, and some even picked up wine jugs to drink. Everyone was relieved and peaceful.
When Wang Shirong and the others entered the city gate, Wang Shirong happily turned around and shouted to the guards: "I Wang Shirong received this love today." Brothers, come to me now to drink wine and eat meat. But let's talk about it first, if you don't get drunk today, you won't give me Wang Shirong......"
At this time, Wang Shirong had just passed the city gate less than ten meters. But before he finished his words, Uncle Tiger's eyes that were closest to him suddenly burst into a sharp light, and he shouted "There is an assassin", kicked the defenseless Wang Shirong off the horse, and fell down the horse himself. Although the other four old men reacted slightly more than Uncle Tiger by half a beat, they made evasive actions at the same time.
"Boom!"
At the moment when Wang Shirong fell, the gunshot rang out, and the bullet almost grazed Wang Shirong's head, and the frightened Wang Shirong instinctively hugged his head and threw it heavily on the ground.
The sensible immediately crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, looking for the assassin; Women and children fled in a panic amid screams; The guards hurriedly dismounted and rushed over...... The scene was instantly chaotic.
"Protect the young master!" The three-eyed cat screamed sharply and took the lead in pounced on Wang Shirong, and the guards who rushed over instantly formed a circle of human walls around Wang Shirong.
In the end, it was a battle-hardened warrior, and the young guard's first thought was to protect Wang Shirong, but three of the four people immediately got up and rushed to a two-story stilted building thirty or forty meters away, and one of them turned around and shouted: "Brother Tiger, it's a musket." ”
In the dead corner of the second floor of the stilted building, a cloud of green smoke was rising.
"Are you all here waiting to die? Leave four, and I'll take the rest to catch the assassins. Uncle Tiger pointed over there and shouted.
Only then did the guards come to their senses and rushed towards the stilted building with a shout.
At this time, the horn sounded on the city tower, one long and one short, which means that the whole city is on guard.
In an instant, the street that had just been bustling with activity was immediately empty: the people did not care about what was outside, turned around and ran home, quickly closed the door, locked the window, the man found his knife and gun, and the woman sent the old man and child into the innermost room, and then ran out and drew her red tassel gun from behind the door, and hid behind the door with her own man, pricking up her ears and waiting for the horn to sound again. If you look closely, you can find that the red tassel gun of the woman in every household is slightly attached to the man's waist, which is the result of everyone's long-term training. If the enemy forcibly rushes in, after the man fires the first shot, the red tassel gun will stab away from the diagonal to buy time for the man to fire the second shot.
Seeing that Wang Shirong was about to rush in anger, Uncle Tiger kicked him down and shouted viciously: "Give me a good stomach." ”
"Uncle Tiger, I'm not a bad breed, I want to ......"
"You want a fart!" Uncle Tiger grabbed Wang Shirong's collar, lifted it up, and shouted face to face: "You are their target, you are to kill a hundred assassins, but as long as one assassin succeeds in killing you, it is equivalent to the victory of the other party." Did you know? ”
With a strong murderous aura exuding from his body, especially those eyes that were really like tigers, Wang Shirong lost his temper and nodded obediently.
Standing on the street, the target was too obvious, Uncle Tiger glanced around, gave up the small cabin used by the sentry at the city gate to rest, and led people to turn around and run to a wine shop on the left.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”
"Who?" A deep man's voice came from inside.
"I, Wang Shirong."
The door immediately opened, and a man about thirty years old quickly looked out and quickly got out of the way: "Ah! It's really Young Master Shirong. Come in, come in. ”
"You protect Young Master Shirong, I'll take a look."
Waiting for Uncle Tiger to leave quickly, Wang Shirong breathed a sigh of relief, in his opinion, no matter what the enemy, as long as he didn't kill himself with a single shot, it was nothing great, but staying by Uncle Tiger's side was the most breathless - Wang Shirong's enlightenment boxer was Uncle Tiger, although he did not formally apprentice, he had a habitual fear of Uncle Tiger since he was a child.
"Why are you still doing it with a gun? Young Master Shirong is here, why don't you go and boil water and pour tea? After the hostess scolded the cousin for a few words, he turned around and put down the musket, and smiled at Wang Shirong: "Young Master Shirong, I was busy cooking wine with my cousin in the back just now, and I heard that you saw that there were guns and warning horns outside, do you know what happened?" ”
"Someone was going to assassinate me just now."
"What the hell is this, what kind of dog day is so bold that he actually came to our old Sicheng to assassinate. Damn, it's going to take a thousand cuts if you catch it. The man immediately turned around angrily and shouted, "Quickly load my short musket with gunpowder, damn!" It's all bullied. ”
Uncle Tiger turned around and ran back to the city gate, and saw that the old friend who was shot was struggling to pull his right leg out from under the horse's belly, and hurried to help.
"Old money, is there a big deal?" Seeing the blood flowing from his old friend's left arm, Uncle Tiger asked with a frown.
Lao Qian glanced at his left arm, smiled, and said, "Brother Tiger, it's a little bit of skin, it's not in the way." ”
"Why have you regressed so much?"
Lao Qian was obviously a violent temper, and when he heard it, he turned his face and shouted: "Tiger, are you talking about people?" Who the fuck knew that the Assassins were armed with muskets? The bullet hit a big piece, at such a close distance, Lao Tzu bore the brunt of it, you should laugh if you can leave an old life, you fucking Lao Tzu is the eight gods? ”
After roaring, Lao Qian glanced at the stilted building, looked around, turned around and ran towards the city tower, and shouted in his mouth: "Tiger, you show Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must arrest the assassin in front of you today." ”
The tiger pursed his lips and followed unhurriedly up the city wall.