Chapter 20: Confusion

Boom!!!

The liquid mixed with blood and brain marrow spurted out, and Wiggins's head was like a big watermelon that had been smashed open by a hammer, red blood and white brain pulp were sprayed everywhere, and Wiggins, who was smiling on his face, smiled and fell to the ground with a "poof".

Everyone on the stage was stunned by the sudden scene, especially those British soldiers, who forgot to raise their guns and shoot when they saw their general being killed in front of them and others.

"Sir!"

"General!"

"It was this yellow-skinned monkey that killed the general!"

"Shoot, shoot, kill this yellow-skinned monkey to avenge the general!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! ---

Ye Xuan was not stupid enough to shoot at the standing man, when the British soldier had not yet fired, he ran and shot at the British soldier, because the distance was close, and Ye Xuan had level 4 firearms, the 54 in his hand seemed to have eyes, and each shot hit the vital part of the British soldier, killing and wounding three or four British soldiers in a few breaths.

Several bullets flew past Ye Xuan's side, and Ye Xuan's body jumped and jumped under the viewing tent.

"Ah Xuan...... Xiao Xuanzi ...... "At this time, Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen reacted, watching the bullet explode and fly by Ye Xuan's side, and they all shouted worriedly.

"These two people are the same party who killed the general, kill them, shoot!" Hearing the shouts of Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen, the remaining British soldiers who had already killed the red-eyed immediately turned their guns to Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen.

“NO!” The thirteenth aunt saw that the British soldier turned the muzzle of the gun and pounced on Huang Feihong's body, and wanted to use her delicate body to block the bullet for Huang Feihong.

"Aunt Thirteen!" Huang Feihong tore the thirteenth aunt away, and suddenly looked up at the shade cloth above, several long knives cut through the shade cloth, and countless white powders were scattered from the sky.

"It's not good, it's lime powder, close your eyes!" Huang Feihong has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and as soon as he saw the powder sprinkled on his head, he knew that it was lime powder, and hurriedly reminded Aunt Thirteen to close her eyes, and then rolled on the ground with Aunt Thirteen in her arms and rolled to the side.

"Oh, my eyes, my eyes! ...... "Those British soldiers don't have as much experience as Huang Feihong, as soon as the lime powder enters his eyes, he rolls on the ground in pain with his eyes in his hands.

"Don't get up!" Huang Feihong pressed the thirteenth aunt who wanted to get up under him, and suddenly heard a vibration from the viewing studio under him, and hugged the thirteenth aunt under him and threw herself forward.

Boom!

With a bang, the theater where Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen were originally located collapsed, Huang Feihong held Aunt Thirteen and just threw herself to the edge of the collapse, and grabbed the theater with one hand to avoid the risk of falling into the river, but the admiral next to them was not so lucky, and fell straight into the cold river.

"Is it Huang Feihong? Leave him alone, kill! In a panic, those masked men thought it was Huang Feihong, took a net and directly covered him, and brandished a knife to hack him to death.

"Master!" Ye Xuan ran to the viewing studio with a gun, and saw that Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen couldn't catch it, so he immediately stretched out his hands and pulled Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen up.

"Ah Xuan, are you alright?" Huang Feihong climbed up and looked at his apprentice worriedly.

"I'm fine, master!" Hearing that Huang Feihong was the first to talk about himself as soon as he climbed up, Ye Xuan's heart swelled with a warm current.

"Quick, protect your lord!" Just as Ye Xuan and Huang Feihong were talking, a few officials with foreign guns rushed to the edge of the collapse, and with a few "bangs", they shot several masked people who were about to slash and kill the Admiral without hesitation.

Looking at the masked man who was shot below, Huang Feihong's face was pale, his heart was greatly touched, and he frowned and said to Ye Xuan: "Ah Xuan, why are you so impulsive, you actually shot and killed General Wiggins of the United Kingdom, you know, you have caused a big disaster." ”

"Master, even if you do it all over again, the disciple will definitely kill that foreign devil." Ye Xuan gritted his teeth with a firm face.

"After such a catastrophe, you still don't know your mistake!" Huang Feihong looked at a large group of officials who were coming with foreign guns in the distance, and shouted angrily at Ye Xuandao.

"Disciple, have a clear conscience!" Ye Xuan raised his head and looked at Huang Feihong without guilt for the first time.

"Humph!" Seeing Ye Xuan's eyes, Huang Feihong helplessly threw off his robe, and sighed with a change in tone: "Alas, Ah Xuan, you really got into trouble this time, you killed General Wiggens of the United Kingdom, the foreigners will definitely not give up, the Admiral will definitely arrest you and hand you over to the foreigners to deal with, while the officers and soldiers have not arrived, you better run quickly." ”

"Master......"

"Kill!"

Just as Ye Xuan was about to say something, a group of masked men with knives came towards them again.

"Master, you take Aunt Thirteen and leave quickly, leave it to me here." glanced at Huang Feihong, flipped it in his hand, and took the gun and "banged" a few shots at the rushing gangsters.

To tell the truth, facing these masked people with cold weapons in their hands, Ye Xuan, who is holding 54 hands and guns in his hands, is really a bully, but Ye Xuan will not have any softness and softness towards these people, if it weren't for these people planning to kill Huang Feihong, so many people would not have died today, these people are not worthy of sympathy at all.

Bang bang bang!! ---

"Oh no, he has a foreign gun, run!"

"Ahh ---”

Ye Xuan ruthlessly clasped the handle, and the bullets poured towards those masked people like a rain, blood splashed, screaming continuously, and in less than ten seconds, nearly ten corpses were left.

"Aunt Thirteen, you take this gun and go and hide it with the missionaries, those people are here to deal with me, don't follow me, go quickly." Huang Feihong saw that someone on the ground dropped a short-barreled foreign gun, picked it up and handed it to Aunt Thirteen, pointed to the old priest who was standing in a panic not far away, and pushed Aunt Thirteen away.

"Kill! Kill! ---”

Just when Huang Feihong asked Aunt Thirteen to hide, several masked men with red cherry spears appeared not far in front of him and killed him.

Whoosh!!

Five or six spears stabbed at Huang Feihong's body, Huang Feihong turned over a harrier and dodged dangerously, his body moved, his legs kicked left and right, kicked away the spear, those masked people stabbed up and down, Huang Feihong squatted suddenly, bullied forward, his legs kicked out in all directions like a phantom, only heard a few muffled sounds of "bang", the masked people didn't understand what was going on, they were all kicked by Huang Feihong.

"Kill! ---”

The shouts of killing were everywhere, and at this time, the stage was already covered with masked black-clothed people, at least thirty or forty people, all holding weapons, and rushed towards Huang Feihong as if they were desperate.

"Master, take the baton!" Suddenly, Wang Shirong's voice came from the stage, and then a long stick was thrown at Huang Feihong by him.

Huang Feihong looked at the masked people holding swords and guns around him, his body jumped, his right hand stretched out and grabbed, and he steadily caught the long stick thrown by Wang Shirong.

was hunted down and killed by so many people for no reason, even the Buddha was on fire, not to mention a person like Huang Feihong who practiced martial arts.

"Kill!" Huang Feihong suddenly burst into a shout, and the long stick in his hand shook, as if he was grabbing a long dragon, and swept towards the masked men around him with a sharp stick wind.

"Master, I'll help you!" Wang Shirong on the stage was still wearing the somewhat funny costume, holding two wooden shields in his hands, shouted loudly, and jumped off the stage abruptly.

Boom! With a muffled sound, Wang Shirong's feet directly collapsed the stage raised by the studio, and his feet were stuck underneath, and he couldn't get up for a while.

With the long stick in his hand, Huang Feihong's whole person became as fierce as a tiger, and every time he picked up and swept the stick, he would seriously injure a masked man.

Huang Feihong swept a heavy stick on the waist of a masked man, so that he couldn't get up for a while, and suddenly saw the thirteenth aunt and the old priest not far away surrounded by several people, and a masked man was pulling at her with a long knife. Huang Feihong raised his eyebrows, his feet were on the ground, and the whole person appeared in front of Aunt Thirteen like a ghost, and smashed a stick on the arm of the big man who pulled Aunt Thirteen.

At this moment, Ji Shan, an American businessman in the distance, and his bodyguard Tiger noticed Huang Feihong who was fighting, and Ji Shan pointed at Huang Feihong with a smile and said, "Tiger, use your gun to kill Huang Feihong!" ”

Tiger had a blood-thirsty smile on his face, took out a spear from his arms, and pointed at Huang Feihong, who was concentrating on the fight.

“NO!” When the old priest saw Tiger pointing a gun at Huang Feihong, he turned around and blocked Huang Feihong with his body.

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out!