On this day, Yang Yifei knew that the time he had been waiting for had finally arrived, and early in the morning, the officers and soldiers escorted a group of men, women, and children to the prison.

There is no doubt that these are the people of the bookmaker who were arrested for "History of the Ming Dynasty".

After Yang Yifei watched the dealer being taken to prison, he returned to the inn, stayed in the inn until sunset, and had dinner, and then set up the carriage and went to the vicinity of the prison, parking the carriage in an inconspicuous corner and waiting patiently.

It wasn't until the evening that Wei Xiaobao, who Yang Yifei had a relationship with, appeared, and this kid carried a food box and walked to the door of the prison.

The prison guards were obviously familiar with Wei Xiaobao, and Wei Xiaobao was easily let in.

After waiting for a few more minutes, a group of officers and soldiers wearing blue clothes and trousers, red jackets, and the word "brave" on their chests and backs, armed with spears in their hands, or armed with swords and shields, also came to the prison.

There are more than 50 officers and soldiers in this team, and it is a "general banner", and the leader is holding a long-handled Pu knife, which must be Shi Song, an eagle dog under the command of Aobai.

The early establishment of the Qing Dynasty followed the Ming Dynasty, ten people for a "small flag", set up a chief, five small flags for a general flag, set up a captain, two general flags for one hundred households, set up a general, ten hundred households for a thousand households, set up a thousand total, five thousand households for a guard, set up a guard commander.

Although Shi Song only brought a general flag of soldiers and horses, this does not mean that he is just a captain.

His real identity is a guerrilla general under the command of Aobai, with strong martial arts, at least Mao Shibai is far from his opponent.

In the original plot, if Wei Xiaobao hadn't sprinkled his eyes with lime powder, he and Mao Shibai would have died in the hands of Shi Song.

Seeing Shi Song and his entourage in prison, Yang Yifei knew that he should do it.

With his hand flipped, a masked towel appeared in his hand, Yang Yifei wrapped his face, and the melon skin hat on his head was also temporarily wrapped in his body, wrapped his head with a black scarf, and then took out an automatic pistol, and quickly touched it along the corner of the wall to the front of the prison door.

There was a small flag jailer guarding in front of the door, a total of ten people, Yang Yifei hooked his thumb, broke off the fast and slow machine, pointed to the position of the two points, and switched to automatic mode.

As Yang Yifei approached, the sound of fighting suddenly sounded in the prison, and the jailers were immediately alarmed, and the chief shouted: "Something happened inside, go in and take a look." ”

"Yes."

Taking advantage of the fact that the jailers turned around one after another, all rushed to the gate, and gathered together, Yang Yifei launched brazenly.

He strode towards the door, his automatic pistol pointed at the jailers and pulled the trigger.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

Before the jailers could understand what was happening, they felt a pain in their backs and immediately fell to the ground, unable to even scream.

Glock 18 has always had a "happy annoyance" for later generations of soldiers, that is, the rate of fire is too fast and there are not enough bullets.

Its theoretical rate of fire can reach 1,100 to 1,300 rounds per minute, and even with a 50-round drum, it can be used to pour all the bullets out in less than three seconds.

But when this gun is infinite ammunition, then there is no trouble, only happiness.

Yang Yifei swept at the jailers, and in less than three seconds, a small flag was all reimbursed, and without even looking at those jailers, Yang Yifei rushed towards the prison quickly.

There is a general flag in the prison, and to escape from the prison, you have to go through the jailer's quarters.

At this time, there was a change in the prison, and those jailers rushed out one after another with swords and guns, only to hit the muzzle of Yang Yifei's gun.

Except for those who were not in the prison, the rest of the jailers all died under Yang Yifei's spear, and the corpses lay on the ground in the corridor of the prison.

And Yang Yifei didn't plan to stop there, he not only wanted to rescue Mao Eighteen, but also killed all the Qing soldiers here, so that his weapons would not be exposed.

Quickly passed through the corridor of corpses, and reached a small door, from which the sound of fighting came from.

Yang Yifei leaned against the small door and looked inside, behind the small door was a downward step, and down the steps was the cell area of the prison.

At this time, Mao Shibai held the wooden door of a cell in his hand, resisting the siege of dozens of Qing soldiers.

Mao Eighteen made a strong gesture, and the wooden door made of arm-thick logs weighed dozens of catties, but he waved it vigorously.

The terrain in the prison was narrow, and the Qing soldiers could not use it, so they could not carry out siege tactics, and they were forced to retreat step by step by Mao Eighteen.

But Yang Yifei saw clearly, the narrow lanes between the cells were indeed favorable terrain for Mao Shiba, but once he left the lanes and went to the open place outside, he would inevitably be besieged, and it would be dangerous at that time.

Yang Yifei no longer hesitated, decisively raised the muzzle of the gun, and pointed at Shi Song, who was pressing the formation with a horizontal knife in his chest.

"Tutu Tu Tu"

The intuition of the martial artist, at the moment of the gunshot, made a cool breath emerge from Shi Song's back, rushing straight up from the tail vertebrae, and the hairs on his body exploded inexplicably.

Unfortunately, before he could react, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground happily, his body twitched unconsciously, and then he did not move, and he died of anger.

Yang Yifei shot a short point, opening three holes in the back of his neck and the back of his head, although Shi Song's martial arts are not weak, and he has been on the battlefield for a long time, he has practiced the sense and intuition of the crisis.

If it was an open gun and a hidden arrow, maybe he could still dodge and avoid the vital point, but under the bullet that had already been discharged, he had no time to react.

In fact, in the low-martial arts world, even if the martial arts master is high, it is impossible to dodge the bullet, and he can only dodge it when the muzzle of the gun is pointed at him and he is not activated at the moment.

However, this only outperformed the gunman's shooting speed, not the bullet.

The bullet of an automatic pistol is discharged faster than the speed of sound, which means that it is too late to dodge when you hear a gunshot, because the bullet has already entered your body.

After dealing with Shi Song, Yang Yifei pointed his gun at the other Qing soldiers.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

The automatic pistol jumped wildly in Yang Yifei's hand, he pressed the gun tightly, and the Qing soldiers fell in pieces like dominoes, and the corpses of the Qing soldiers soon lay on the ground in the prison.

Mao Shibai held the wooden door with a confused face, looked at Yang Yifei in a daze, didn't know how to react, and looked at the automatic pistol in his hand, full of fear and fear.

Wei Xiaobao, who was originally talking to Shuang'er inside, heard that the outside suddenly became quiet, and walked out in surprise to take a look, and was immediately frightened by the corpses all over the ground.

Looking at the masked Yang Yifei, he couldn't stop trembling, and hurriedly hid behind Mao Shiba, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Yang Yifei saw that Mao 18 was stunned, and immediately pulled off the mask, revealing that handsome and resolute face, and smiled at Mao 18 while walking down the steps: "Brother Mao, don't come to harm?" ”

Mao Eighteen saw Yang Yifei clearly, his eyes couldn't help but brighten, he threw away the wooden door in his hand, strode forward, and said with surprise and joy: "Brother Yang, it's you, you are ......."