When Bao Zhilin's side learned that Aunt Thirteen had an accident, he rushed to the troupe with Huang Feihong's apprentices such as Pork Rong, Ya Chasu, and Liang Kuan, ready to rescue.

"Boss, didn't you say that Aunt Thirteen had an accident, what about the Shahe Gang?" Pork Rong looked at the wounded all over the ground, and his lungs were about to explode.

The boss who came from behind gasped, "Whoever told you not to listen to me will run away like a burning ass." ”

"Dare to talk back......" "Stop Ah Rong, go back to Bao Zhilin to get the medicine." Huang Feihong saw that Aunt Thirteen was fine, so he stopped him by drinking, and set up a night to treat the wounded of the drama troupe. The entire theater troupe was tossed and was about to go out of business, except for the boss, all the rest were seriously injured.

"Are you alright?" The thirteenth aunt who helped with the hand was tired and sweating profusely, and when she saw He Shan sitting on the side in a daze and didn't speak, she brought him a bowl of water.

He Shan looked up at the Shahe Gang who were tied to the beam of the theater by him, "It's okay, I'm just thinking about what to do with these guys." ”

Aunt Thirteen frowned and asked, "You have forced them to tell the whereabouts of the hidden "piglets", and you don't plan to hand them over to the yamen to deal with them and let them save people?" ”

"Didn't you hear him say that there was collusion between the Yamen and the Shahe Gang? Besides, it's Lao Mei's territory, do you think the yamen has the courage to ask for someone? He Shan drank the water with a slurp, and he was so busy that he didn't have time to eat, and he was a little hungry.

"Mr. He is right, but now we can only rely on ourselves." Huang Feihong has already analyzed the ins and outs of the matter from the thirteenth aunt and the boss. He wants to rescue the people who were controlled by the Shahe Gang and were going to be sold into slavery in Citigroup. In fact, he had heard about the "piglet" for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Since the government can't manage it, then we will take care of it!" He Shan looked directly into Huang Feihong's eyes, planning to kill the Shahe Gang on the beam first, and then go to settle accounts with the ghosts of the Shahe Gang and Citigroup.

Pork Rong, who was full of anger and had nowhere to sprinkle, shouted, "Count me in, Mr. He!" ”

Liang Kuan raised his hand, "I'm going to help too." ”

Ya Cha Su: "I, I, I ......"

Even the troupe shouted, "Let's go too!" ”

"Okay, without further ado, Asu will go to the militia group to call someone to help, Aunt Thirteen will stay here to take care of the people in the troupe, and the rest will follow me, let's go now." United, Huang Feihong is a bloody person, after glancing at everyone, he turned around and waved his sleeves, and took the lead to lead the apprentices out of the troupe and smashed Huanglong.

Is it an illusion, how do you feel that Huang Feihong's movements are so chic, and he is still slowing down. He Shan leaned on the Daguan knife of the leader of the Shahe Gang and looked at Bao Zhilin and his gang.

"He Shan, why are you still stunned, you still haven't kept up with Feihong and them." The thirteenth aunt walked and found that He Shan was in a daze again, so she dragged him to catch up.

"Piggy" is imprisoned in the dock warehouse of an old American merchant named Jason, surrounded by his own warships and barracks. Jason is an odd merchant, no matter what the commodity is, as long as he can make money. The Shahe Gang is responsible for transporting people who want to make money to be abducted, kidnapped, robbed, and cheated here, and is responsible for taking care of them. When he had gathered the numbers, he handed them over to Jason and was transported by his merchant ship to Jinshan to work as a slave in the mines.

It is definitely not cost-effective to force a tough encounter, the people of the militia have not yet arrived, and the people of Bao Zhilin plus He Shan are less than 10 people, and the number of people is at a disadvantage. And just when Huang Feihong was still struggling with how to break into the warehouse, He Shan directly took a knife to overturn the old American soldiers who were guarding the dock at night and the gang of the Shahe Gang.

"Mr. He, how did you ......?" Huang Feihong looked at He Shan who opened the door of the warehouse in surprise.

He Shan explained: "Those who are afraid to come in are all people from the Shahe Gang, there are about 40 of them, not only "piglets" but also women. ”

"Master, don't wait, it's important to save people, rush in!" Pork Rong held a steel fork and wanted to kill it in a hurry.

"Be careful, and teach me aloud if you encounter any."

Hearing that the Shahe Gang was still attacking women, Huang Feihong, who was dedicated to serving the country and the people, was directly stacked to the fullest at this moment, and after he explained to his apprentices, he took the lead in rushing into the warehouse to settle accounts with the Shahe Gang.

Seeing that Bao Zhilin's people all entered the warehouse, He Shan turned around and exited the warehouse, the shrimp soldiers and crabs of the Shahe Gang didn't need him to make a move, his target was Jason, a merchant who lived in the barracks.

Without Bao Zhilin, the people got in the way, and the Guan knife in He Shan's hand was soon stained with blood. Silently appeared behind each soldier's back, brandishing a butcher's knife at them. He tried to keep every soldier free of pain, but there were some things he couldn't control.

The warehouse is already killing at this moment, and the militia has arrived. The soldiers in the barracks were mobilized, and they all took their guns and wanted to go to the warehouse to see what was happening.

"Since you dare to use a gun, then don't blame me for being ruthless." He Shan pulled out a torch in the barracks, looked at the warships and merchant ships docked at the dock, and threw the torch on the merchant ship. Then he set fire all over the barracks to delay the soldiers from dealing with the militias. Otherwise, the militia would be an opponent for soldiers armed with guns.

"What the hell is going on, what are you doing with guns, a bunch of idiots, don't put out the fire first!" Jason looked at his merchant ship with a sad face, and all he could think about was to put out the fire first.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, Jason." He Shan dragged the Guan knife, appeared on the deck, and said to Jason standing on the bridge.

"How can there be anyone else on the ship, you're doing it! Catch him. Jason saw a stranger appear on a merchant ship and knew that he must be the one who set the fire. Commanding the ship's crew and sailors, he wanted to return to the weapon in the room, intending to personally deal with He Shan's life.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen foreigner crew members on the deck surrounding He Shantuan, and the rest were fighting the fire.

I saw He Shan's foot jumping and kicking the tail handle of the knife, and then the knife was danced by him. Although the action was only learned when he watched the play recently. But it was enough to make the foreigners who were going to do it to him exaggerate their mouths, because He Shanwu was so good-looking.

But before these foreigners could have fun, one of the foreigners standing relatively high in front felt that the cold wind was sweet in his throat, so he reached out and touched his neck.

"Poof!" The wound that was cut by the knife qi in an instant, and blood sprayed out of his throat.

"Poof! Poof! Poof......! "The same is true of those foreigners who have just watched the play.

The foreigner crew members who were fighting the fire were all like ghosts, thinking that the dead had fallen into witchcraft, while the slightly more clever crew members threw down the wooden buckets full of water in their hands, and jumped into the sea to escape for their lives. Those who reacted slowly were split into two pieces alive on the spot.

"OK, OK, get it, let me ...... it first," Jason laughed and walked out of his room, holding a strangely shaped blade that could only be seen up close. It's a pity that he couldn't give it a chance to play, and when he saw the deck sprinkled with blood and broken corpses, following He Shan, who was killing in a pool of blood, he was immediately so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

"Smack!" Jason slapped himself hard, suspecting that he might not have woken up yet, that he was in a dream, and that it was still a nightmare.

He Shan, who was covered in the blood of the dead souls under the knife, licked his lips and looked at Jason strangely, not knowing what kind of madness this foreigner was doing, and he actually slapped himself three times in a row.

Jason suddenly held his head and shouted, "Impossible, it must be an illusion, yes, it must be an illusion!" ”

It turned out that I couldn't stand the stimulation and went crazy. He Shan walked in front of Jason, looked at his dilated eyes, and came to a conclusion.

"Hey, this gun...... This sword looks good! With that, he picked up the handmade blade that had fallen at Jason's feet and toyed with it.

If you are someone else, it doesn't matter if you kill Jason or not, after all, people are crazy. But Jason's luck is really back, but he met a man who is suspected of potentially having serious violent tendencies.

On a scorching summer day, a heavy rain during the day and a cooling temperature brought about by the day, but the temperature was pushed to new heights. The pier faced the sea, and the sea breeze helped the fire spread, causing the military camp and merchant ships to soon be drowned in the fire.

As for the "piglets" trapped in the warehouse, they were successfully rescued by Bao Zhilin, and the Shahe Gang was annihilated by Huang Feihong alone, and the remaining half was divided up by the militia and his apprentices.

In the end, the "piglets" and the controlled Shahe Gang were arranged by Huang Feihong to be escorted to the government by the militia group, and everyone was stolen, even if the government wanted to shield the Shahe Gang, there was no excuse.

As for the fire in the barracks, poor Jason became the target of the soldiers' crusade, because the warship docked behind the merchant ship that night, and one of the soldiers happened to see the crazy Jason laughing in the sky, holding a torch in his hand, burning his merchant ship.

As for the crew and sailors who escaped on the merchant ship, in order to save their lives, they were afraid of being retaliated by He Shan, so they discussed a confession, but Jason was burned to death anyway, and there was no proof of his death. So they borrowed the donkey from the slope and put the military camp and merchant ships and the "piglets" on Jason's head.