"What's the matter?" At this time, Yan Zhendong had already rushed out, and saw that Liang Kuan was punched and kicked by the Shahe ruffian, with displeasure on his face.

"Master, Liang Kuan just saw that my wife was a little beautiful, and he actually wanted to seduce her." The leader of the Shahe Gang had an idea and opened his mouth to quibble.

"I'm not..."Of course, Aunt Thirteen wouldn't admit it, but the leader of the Shahe Gang held the foreign gun tightly behind Aunt Thirteen, and his eyes were cold and threatening, preventing her from continuing to speak.

Liang Kuan was furious, and the leader of the Shahe Gang actually opened his eyes and said nonsense, and even spread dirty water on his body. Let out a roar of rage, he broke free from the ruffians around him, and raised his fist to smash the head of the leader of the Shahe Gang.

Yan Zhendong slashed his neck with a knife, and Liang Kuan only felt his head sink and collapsed to the ground weakly.

"Liang Kuan, you brute, still don't admit your mistakes to your junior brother?" Yan Zhendong said coldly.

"The surname is Yan, we have seen it in Bao Zhilin!" Aunt Thirteen didn't expect that Yan Zhendong would be so shameless, pretending to be confused.

"You still say? Slut let me in! The leader of the Shahe Gang coldly pointed a gun at Aunt Thirteen and pushed her into the stone house.

"Master, we have seen her in Bao Zhilin, she is Huang Feihong's woman!" Liang Kuan continued to explain to Yan Zhendong.

"Huang Feihong? Hum! Yan Zhendong changed color when he heard this, and his eyes showed a fierce light with a cold snort. Huang Feihong is the biggest enemy in his heart, since this matter is related to Huang Feihong, Yan Zhendong is happy to watch the play and no longer pays attention to it.

"Master......" Liang Kuan saw Yan Zhendong's face, and his heart was full of disappointment. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Liang Kuan turned over and fled, beating the Feishahe ruffians along the way, like a Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed.

After all, there was a master-apprentice, Yan Zhendong didn't want to embarrass Liang Kuan, so he didn't pursue.

Liang Kuan ran head-on and collided with Huang Feihong and others, and his back was crowded with chasing Shahe ruffians.

Lin Shirong hurriedly asked, "Liang Kuan?" Why are you here! ”

"Master Huang, Aunt Thirteen was arrested by them, and it's over there!" Liang Kuan was out of breath, and when he saw Huang Feihong coming, he was finally able to kick his breath.

Following the direction of his finger, Huang Feihong looked anxious and beckoned the militia to kill.

The Shahe ruffian, who was originally chasing Liang Kuan, saw Huang Feihong leading a group of militia brothers to kill violently, so he could only turn around and flee in a panic.

"Master Yan, Huang Feihong is here!"

A Shahe ruffian hurriedly ran to Yan Zhendong and shouted loudly.

The two gangs are facing each other, and the scene is spectacular.

"Ah Su Shirong Ah Kai, you go to save Aunt Thirteen, and I will deal with Yan Zhendong!" Huang Feihong gave an order, and between the lightning and the fire, the militia brothers and the Shahe ruffians were already entangled together.

"Liang Kuan, you take Shirong Akai to save Aunt Thirteen." Gu Li pulled Liang Kuan beside him, he knew the situation here best, let Lin Shirong and Ling Yunkai assist, and the thirteenth aunt would definitely be successfully rescued.

As for Coulee himself, there are other things to do.

Such a big thing happened at the dock, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, waking up the American businessman Ji Shan stationed in the dock.

"What's going on?" Ji Shan turned his head and asked the dreadlocked guard beside him, who was the one who was defeated by Gu Li in the foreigner restaurant that day.

"Huang Feihong led the people of the militia to fight with the Shahe Gang." The dreadlocked guards have a good conversation in fluent English.

"Damn, take people on the battleship and give me a shot to kill them!" Ji Shan ordered his subordinates, accompanied by the dreadlocked guards, to rush to the base camp of the Shahe Gang.

The new official already knew that Huang Feihong had run away, and came to the East Gate Wharf with a vigorous force, and it happened that the British General Wiggens also came with foreign soldiers and horses. Gu Li is not dead, Huang Feihong escaped from prison, how can Wiggens swallow this breath, he wants to avenge the foreigners who died in the theater troupe.

The five largest groups in Foshan gathered at the wharf, which was destined to be a bloody storm and stormy waves.

Gu Li already knew where things were going, and hid next to Mr. Jishan's battleship, waiting for an opportunity.

"45 degrees to the southeast, aim and prepare!"

A foreigner commanded the battleship loudly, and his soldiers mobilized the battleship's cannon and aimed it in the direction of the militia brothers.

"Adjust the bearing, 45 degrees to the southwest, fire!"

How could the coulee let the foreigners open fire on the militia brothers, hiding in a corner and shouting loudly, speaking fluent English and fake instructions.

The dock was noisy, with knives and guns firing, and it was chaotic. The sound of Gu Li's command was high, and the foreigners in the battleship believed it and immediately adjusted their position.

"Collapse! Collapse! Collapse! ”

Artillery firing, 45 degrees to the southwest, was none other than the British naval battleship led by Wiggins.

For a time, artillery fire flew and warships disintegrated, and many British foreigners screamed miserably and jumped into the sea to flee for their lives.

"Damn, the Yankees dare to hit us! Aim at them for me, fire! "When Wiggens saw that his army was being attacked by the Americans, how could he give up and order his men to fire back.

The biggest threat on the docks had been solved, with American and British warships firing and bombarding each other. Gu Li hurriedly fled the scene and rushed into the dock warehouse.

Only Huang Feihong and Yan Zhendong were left in the warehouse, there were sawdust fragments everywhere on the ground, and the two of them were in tattered clothes, obviously there had been a fierce battle just now.

"Asu, has Aunt Thirteen been rescued?" Huang Feihong saw Gu Li and asked urgently.

"Master, the officers and soldiers are coming, let's go find Aunt Thirteen!"

Huang Feihong and Yan Zhendong couldn't fight for a long time, knowing that it was just a waste of time to continue fighting, they followed Gu Li and left in a hurry.

"Huang Feihong, don't run!" Yan Zhendong refused to stop and continued to chase.

Gu Li and Huang Feihong followed the guidance of the militia brothers and came to the wooden house where the leader of the Shahe Gang was located.

Pushing the door in, the leader of the Shahe Gang was nowhere to be seen, and Mr. Ji Shan hugged Aunt Thirteen tightly in his arms and pointed a foreign gun at her head. On the ground lay the corpses of dreadlocked foreigners, as well as a few Shahe ruffians. Lin Shirong and Liang Kuan were each injured, and they stood in place and didn't dare to make any moves.

"Aunt Thirteen!" Huang Feihong cared about Mo Che and his face was full of anxiety.

"Huang Feihong, you are not allowed to move!" With hostages in hand, Mr. Jishan threatens everyone.

Gu Li, Huang Feihong and others could only stand obediently, but Yan Zhendong broke into the door and was about to fight with Huang Feihong.

For the safety of the thirteenth aunt, Huang Feihong could only dodge with his hands and did not dare to fight with her.

"Die!" said that he was not allowed to move, Yan Zhendong came in and forced him with his fists and feet, and he simply didn't take Mr. Jishan in his eyes. He pulled the trigger in his hand, and the iron bullets shot into Yan Zhendong's body one after another.

"Ahh I am Yan Zhendong in an iron cloth shirt, I am not afraid of foreign guns! Yan Zhendong roared angrily, but unfortunately, his body was not obedient, and blood kept flowing out of the hole. Yan Zhendong's voice became weaker and weaker, and he slowly fell to the ground with a whimper.

Yan Zhendong in the iron cloth shirt kept saying that he was not afraid of the foreigner's musket, but in the end he still died under the foreigner's iron bullet. Gu Li has no mercy for him, and those who are not right-minded are innocent of death.