Chapter 10: It's Time for Guns!

"Alright, rest for a while!" Qiao Guoqiang took out a bottle of Red Bull with the package torn off and handed it to Wang Fuming, "Drink!" โ€

"Good!" Wang Fuming took it and drank it, and as soon as he took the first sip, his eyes lit up, "It's so sweet!" โ€

"Drink slowly, we have half an hour!" Qiao Guoqiang saw Ah Si who was going up the stairs. This guy pulled the car all the way, and now he is resting sweating profusely. "Ah Si!"

"Mr. Joe?" Ah Si ran over and asked, "What's wrong?" โ€

Qiao Guoqiang took out another bottle of Red Bull, pulled open the pull tab and handed it to him, "Take it and drink it, replenish your strength." โ€

"Really?" Ah Si took it, took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "It's delicious." โ€

"Of course it's delicious!" Wang Fuming said: "Didn't you see that I was also drinking?!" Hurry up and finish it, and the effect will be dissipated in a while. โ€

"Good!"

Ran all the way, fought all the way. Qiao Guoqiang moved his body while walking in the corridor, and saw Li Chongguang as a stand-in in a corner.

The inertia of the plot, or rather, this guy is too stubborn.

What a secondary 2 boy!

"Are you afraid?!" Qiao Guoqiang looked at Li Chongguang, who was sweating profusely.

"Woo!" Li Chongguang shook his head, wanting to deny it.

"Excited?" "Nervous?"

"Hmm!" Li Chongguang nodded.

Qiao Guoqiang patted him on the shoulder in understanding. "You're still too young and have had too little experience."

"Revolution is not a dinner party, it is a murderous and bloody affair."

"As the old saying goes: 'If you rebel, you won't succeed in three years!' Qiao Guoqiang looked at Li Chongguang and asked him, "Do you know why?"

"Because they are detached from the masses of the people! Because they are powerless, they can't even kill people! He pointed to the north, "Just like now, those talents on the mainland." In this era, they still rely on the obsolete knowledge to gain power, and then use the power to control the meagre output of the land. โ€

"It's not that they don't know what's going on outside, but they're just lazy!" Qiao Guoqiang said: "They are afraid of change, they are afraid that the tenants who rent their land, and the long-term workers who work for them will one day think about their rights, they will calculate how much they owe, and they are afraid that a tenant will have a gun to kill them." โ€

"In order to ensure their status, they will take out a small part of the output of the land to raise a group of thugs like Yan Xiaoguo to protect themselves."

"But, you think, those masters, those landlords. Can you protect your interests when you encounter the merchants and armies of industrialized countries? Qiao Guoqiang sneered, "What kind of situation will happen to a country led by a group of cynics who read Bagu Wen every day, smoke opium, drift watches, and raise rabbits, once they encounter a country composed of hundreds of thousands of samurai who can cut people, know how to read, and have a strong desire to learn?" โ€

"Weeping, wailing..."

"Complaining..."

"And then make excuses for yourself, saying that your ancestors are not angry..."

After straightening Li Chongguang's collar and then checking his gun, Qiao Guoqiang said, "I hope today's events can make you grow a little." โ€

"Young master, don't go!" Ah Si found Li Chongguang, crying and begging, "Young master, don't go!" ~โ€

"Ah Four." Qiao Guoqiang looked at the coachman and promised, "Don't worry, I will protect your young master." โ€

I rested for about half an hour.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Shaobai came out with a few people.

Li Chongguang, who was wearing the same suit as Xwen and a white top hat, got into Ah Si's rickshaw.

Chen Shaobai nodded at Qiao Guoqiang, and then waved his hand, "Go!" โ€

Coming out of the Furen Literary Society, there was no trouble on the road of more than 200 meters. The three shops in question were all swept by Qiao Guoqiang last night, and even if they arranged them overnight, it would be too late - the goal was too big.

As a result, the plot changed.

In an alley, two people rushed towards them with a wheelbarrow full of black powder!

"I'm Cao!" Qiao Guoqiang held up an AK, "Dada..." It's a shuttle.

"Boom!" The wheelbarrow was blown away, and half of the houses on both sides were destroyed.

The explosion was so powerful that the convoy had to stop.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the nearby police.

"What's going on?" Two policemen asked

Chen Shaobai explained: "We are passing through. As he spoke, he beckoned the people to leave.

"Don't go, stand still!" A police officer said.

Suddenly, another policeman walked out, looking like a ringleader.

"You two, go!" The policeman said to his subordinates. He wanted to kill people, and he didn't want his two men to see it.

"No way!" The little policeman refused, saying, "It's too big, you can't go without the commander's order!" โ€

"Let's go!" The police leader shouted.

"No!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two policemen were shot in the head with short guns.

The police chief, who had killed two of his colleagues, turned around and pointed a Browning M1903 pistol at the rickshaw in his hand.

"Hey!" Fang Tian, who was standing in front of the rickshaw, said to the policeman, "You only have one gun." We have 20 of them! โ€

"Come on!" The people who followed him pulled out their revolvers, and at the same time pointed at the police chief.

"Grass!" The police leader was pointed at by more than 10 revolvers and was stunned! Cold sweat broke out from his head...

"Let's go!" Qiao Guoqiang drilled out from the side, and the AK in his hand shot at the policeman!

Fang Tian was nervous, and then pulled the trigger, "Bang!" Bang! โ€

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The policeman was beaten into a sieve.

At this time, Li Yutang didn't know which way to chase him.

"You killed the police?" He looked at Fang Tian and the others, this matter was a little troublesome.

Fang Tian said: "They have collected money from the Qing court and are coming to kill us!" โ€

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and the police officer Smith walked over with a group of Chinese policemen and the red-headed Ah San.

"What? Rebellion? โ€

"This is Hong Kong!" He looked at the killers on the rooftops on both sides and shouted, "This is Hong Kong of the British Empire!" โ€

Smith rode a warm-blooded horse and walked slowly to Li Yutang.

"Li Yutang?!" Smith yelled.

"You're in the limelight, aren't you?"

"Have you ever tried it? Pressed by the police? โ€

While they were tearing up, Qiao Guoqiang climbed onto the roof on the south side of the street, and two Glock 18s suddenly appeared in his hands, facing more than a dozen crossbowmen with crossbows, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" of shots.

"There is a situation!!" On the building on the north side of the road, those killers saw Qiao Guoqiang, and immediately raised their crossbows to shoot!

"Dada..." A dozen 9-mm bullets flew towards the killers on the opposite side.

"Ah~~" Several killers fell down from the upper floor and fell to their deaths in front of the police.

"Silly dog!" Qiao Guoqiang changed the magazine, pulled the sleeve, and said "Da!" "Da!" Two shots! A killer on a windowsill was killed by him.

"It's the age of guns now, have you forgotten the Boxer bunch of fools?!"

"Dada-da-da!" "Dada!" Five or six more shots, and two killers fell.

Watching the convoy go away, Qiao Guoqiang hugged the pillar outside the building, slid down on the other side of the road, and the two short guns in his hand were aimed at the killer who was rushing down the stairs. Thirty rounds of ammunition were emptied.

Seeing those killers lying in a pool of blood, Qiao Guoqiang couldn't help shouting, "Cool!" โ€

has crossed the fourth world, and the biggest gain from this world is to open the killing ring! This will be of great help to future crossings. If he can't pass the killing ring, he may die in which movie.

Listening to the gunfire behind him, Smith, who was only one and a half meters tall, couldn't help twitching his face.

Riding on a warm-blooded horse, he said to Li Yutang slowly, "In a few minutes, there will be no police in Hong Kong!" An X-wen who doesn't deserve my boss's endorsement of his safety. You'll have to rely on yourself for the rest of the journey, and I'll give you the last stretch of the road. โ€

With Smith and the police to protect him, Li Yutang and the others soon arrived at his grandmother's house.

"Boss!" Ah Si pointed to the beggar Liu Gongzi standing on the steps, and shouted to Li Yutang, "Beggar, beggar!" โ€

Upstairs next to his grandmother's house, Qiao Guoqiang saw a group of gangsters and Qing court killers with cold weapons, and directly took out two shock bombs and threw them down!

"Boom!" "Boom!" Two explosions, the people below were dizzy by the explosion, and the rest hid.

Qiao Guoqiang fell in front of Liu Gongzi, walked to the utility next to him, lifted the canvas and took out a box.

With the help of Wang Fuming, the box was moved to the rest platform of the steps.

"Click!" With a pull of the bolt, a Maxim M1910 heavy machine gun was pointed at the street.

"What is this?" Wang Fuming asked.

Qiao Guoqiang replied, "Something that kills!" โ€

How could the turtle gangs here know about this weapon, which only began to be used on a large scale in the Russo-Japanese War last year? Those guys couldn't understand what Qiao Guoqiang was holding, so they simply rushed up in their hearts!

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Qiao Guoqiang pressed the trigger with his thumb.

"Dada-da-da-da..." The muzzle of the heavy machine gun erupted a two-foot-long tongue of fire.

A 7.62 mm bullet swept through the streets.

The person who was hit had his head gone, his arm broken, and his calf gone...... The torso was punched out of holes the size of a tea bowl...

~" The war horse under Smith's crotch was frightened by the dense gunfire and almost threw Smith off.

"Machine guns?" Smith, who had finally calmed down the war horse, heard the gunshot, and couldn't help but scold, "These gang are fighting the streets!" Dead! โ€

"Da Da Da ยท " Da Da ยท

Li Yutang and Chen Shaobai were on the window, looking at Qiao Guoqiang with heavy machine guns in amazement.

"Where did he find this?"

was also dumbfounded, as well as Liu Gongzi who was holding a black gold iron fan. The martial arts he is proud of, in front of this kind of serial musket, there is no chance of survival.

With a heavy machine gun fire, Qiao Guoqiang completely knocked out the morale and courage of those killers.

Seeing that no one rushed over, Qiao Guoqiang grabbed the origin12 shotgun loaded with 30 rounds of drums and walked down the steps, and said "Bang!" to the killers hiding in the corner! "Bang!" "Bang!" Shoot!

Every time a shot is fired, a pile of scraps of flesh is left behind.

After firing the last shot, Qiao Guoqiang took out a bottle of Fat House Happy Water from his pocket and drank it.

"Martial arts, is it really useless?" Liu Gongzi asked unwillingly beside Qiao Guoqiang.

"It's still a bit useful in the country, because there aren't enough guns in the country."

"However, it is of no great use in the face of foreigners!" Qiao Guoqiang said cruelly.

"Now is the era of guns, no matter how good you are, can you fly planes and airships?"

"No matter how fast your secret weapon is, it can compare to a bullet? No matter how hard your fists are, you can wear armor? โ€

"No matter how good your body is, can you dodge the shells?" Speaking of this, Qiao Guoqiang couldn't help sneering, "5 years ago, wasn't the lesson of the Boxers enough?" โ€

"Practicing martial arts, twenty or thirty years at every turn. But a gun can be built in two hours. A worker can make hundreds or thousands of bullets a day. โ€

Qiao Guoqiang glanced at Liu Gongzi and said, "Now is the era of guns, martial arts are still used to mix with the underworld or bully the weak!" โ€