Brother Hei listened to Zhang Qiru's words, and his pupils shrank. Brother Hei naturally knows that people like Zhang Qiru will not talk nonsense, and looking at Zhang Qiru from beginning to end, he looks safe - and Zhao Yun, who is always silent on the side, makes him feel like he has kicked the iron plate. However, Brother Hei, who has experienced strong winds and waves, will not back down now.

"The Great River is the largest river in the Celestial Empire, and the river here is more than a hundred meters wide, with many tributaries, and my eyeliner is everywhere. If you want to sneak up on me, there is no door! You also have some combat power on land, and you are scum in the water! Brother Hei said with a dark face.

"I just said that, that's what you think!" Zhang Qiru was still very calm.

"Hmph, then we'll see!" When Brother Hei saw Zhang Qiru, who was extremely calm, the irrepressible anger in his heart surged up, "Tie them up!" ”

The appearance of a clearly inferior opponent who has been tepid is always very infuriating.

"We haven't been arrested yet, why is Brother Hei in such a hurry?" Zhang Qiru smiled and stood up from the sofa.

Zhao Yun also stood up directly.

"Don't move!" Several soldiers raised their guns and pointed them at Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun.

"Don't move? Why? Do you have these broken guns? Thinking too much, right? Zhang Qiru scoffed.

"And what about this?" Brother Hei picked up the 81 bar and faced Zhang Qiru.

"Oh, you're not retarded, are you? You think I'll give you the gun so easily? Zhang Qiru said with a smile.

Brother Hei thought of something, pulled the bolt, and found that there were no bullets in it at all.

“MD！” Brother Hei scolded.

"Homemade shotguns, powerful at close range, but also flawed. For example, the reload time is long, such as the inaccurate hit, and the easy to be injured by mistake! Zhang Qiru said casually.

In this parlor, there were more than 20 people, although they all had guns in their hands, but they would never shoot indiscriminately. Homemade shotguns are loaded with gunpowder and iron sand, which has a larger killing surface than a shotgun, and shooting in this small space is simply not wanting to let anyone live.

"Do you think we can't catch you?" Brother Hei said coldly.

"Don't say it, you can't really catch it!" Zhang Qiru said with a smile, "You are all vain in your steps, you are addicted to pleasure at first glance, and your body is empty, so it is not a problem at all!" ”

"It's useless to talk too much, so let's try it!" Brother Hei didn't want to say more, and waved his big hand: "Catch the two of them!" ”

"Wait!" Zhang Qiru suddenly shouted, "A word of caution, don't let me get that gun, otherwise you will die!" ”

Zhang Qiru has always liked to insult others with strength.

As soon as Zhang Qiru finished speaking, he immediately reached out to grab the rifle on the table. Brother Hei is worthy of being a veteran, and he quickly kicked the table over, and the 81 bar was thrown aside. Zhang Qiru didn't get the gun, and several soldiers behind him had already been arrested. Zhang Qiru drew his dagger and waved it reflexively, and several soldiers immediately took a step back. Then a few soldiers next to him pulled out the daggers or machetes they carried with them, and Zhang Qiru was not to be outdone, and pulled out a throwing stick again.

A soldier swung a knife and slashed over, and Zhang Qiru flicked his stick and hit the soldier's wrist. The soldier felt like he had been electrocuted, and unconsciously dropped the machete. Zhang Qiru raised his foot and kicked the soldier in the chest again, and the soldier flew out at once. Another soldier held a dagger and stabbed Zhang Qiru in the chest, Zhang Qiru took advantage of the situation to push the soldier's arm to the side, and then with a pull, the soldier was planted out at once.

Zhao Yun was more direct, and took out the long-lost Tang knife. Zhao Yun's sword skills can be described as superb, and the knife is extremely accurate, each time the purpose is to unload the enemy's weapon, and then hurt people's wrists and ankles, making the opponent lose their combat effectiveness.

With the cooperation of the two, Brother Hei's men quickly lost most of their combat strength. Brother Hei's eyes were red, he didn't expect these two people to be so powerful, and no one could stop making trouble in their own territory. In a fit of rage, Brother Hei directly picked up the shotgun and prepared to give Zhang Qiru a shot.

Zhang Qiru could see it clearly, and at the moment when Brother Hei raised the shotgun, he lifted a three-person sofa to block his figure.

Boom! The shotgun bullets all hit the sofa. The penetration of the iron sand gun itself is not strong, and of course it is a little powerless in the face of the wooden sofa, so it just stopped when it was less than half a centimeter into the wood, but the sponge in the sofa cushion flew everywhere.

"Brother Hei, I remember I reminded you just now, homemade shotguns don't have much penetrating power!" Zhang Qiru continued to mock.

Zhang Qiru threw away the sofa, his face full of ease. On the contrary, Brother Hei has a black line on his face and has become a veritable Black Brother. A group of people knew that Zhang Qiru and the others were not easy to mess with, and they no longer dared to step forward.

"I originally just came to do business, since Brother Hei likes violence so much, then I'll drink Brother Black and have fun!" Zhang Qiru said, "Of course, if Brother Hei doesn't want to play, it's okay, just take forty boxes of antibiotics to make amends!" I'm very generous! ”

"You haven't escaped yet!" When Brother Hei heard that Zhang Qiru actually opened his mouth, he was very angry and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"It seems that Brother Hei hasn't had enough fun!" Zhang Qiru smiled, turned to Zhao Yun and said, "Let's have something exciting!" ”

Zhao Yun nodded, took out his pistol and fired continuously at the soldiers who rushed to support the surrounding area. Four or five people fell in response.

"Do you want to play?" Zhang Qiru asked.

"You don't have that many bullets!" Brother Hei was a soldier, so he could naturally see that Zhang Qiru didn't have so many bullets.

"Oh, I still want to play!" Zhang Qiru said with a smile.

Zhao Yun changed into a magazine bullet, and just as he was about to shoot, a group of soldiers immediately squatted on the ground. Zhang Qiru walked towards Brother Hei, ready to take back two 81 bars. Brother Hei clenched the 81 bar, he knew that if Zhang Qiru got the 81 bar, they would die even worse.

"What? Not going to give? Your soldiers have all confessed, do you still want to hold on? Zhang Qiru said.

"Count you ruthless!" Brother Hei had the intention of admitting defeat, "But I can't give you so many antibiotics!" ”

"It's up to you! Give you one last chance, or you'll regret it! Zhang Qiru said.

"Impossible! There are so many of us who need antibiotics too! Brother Hei still didn't let go.

Zhang Qiru smiled, forcibly took the 81 bar in his hand, and then replaced it with a bullet.

"Since you are so ignorant of lifting, then don't blame me for being rude!" Zhang Qiru threw the gun to Zhao Yun and said.

"There are thousands of us, and even if you have guns, you can't escape!" Brother Hei still refuses to give up.

"It's not the first time I've encountered a situation where I have been threatened with too many people, but unfortunately no one has ever succeeded." Zhang Qiru laughed, and then suddenly fired several shots into the air.

A group of people immediately squatted deeper, for fear of being injured by mistake.

"Look, here's why!" Zhang Qiru said in a mocking tone.

(End of chapter)