With a few crisp gunshots, a deep voice shouted: "Listen to Lao Tzu, everyone should go out immediately now and meet in the hall." If you don't come out, you will wait for Lao Tzu to die in the house! ”

It was obviously a very appealing figure among the bandits who spoke, and at the sound of an order, most of the bandits rushed out with knives or guns, and rushed madly to the hall in front of them under the heavy rain.

Su Ming secretly said that it was not good, although he tried his best to assassinate in the dark, he only killed seven or eight bandits. Most of the remaining bandits gathered in the hall. In a short time, torches were lit one by one, illuminating the hall.

The bandit led by him is a big man, with thick eyebrows and leopard eyes, and a big beard, at first glance, he looks like a fierce Zhang Fei in the Three Kingdoms. This big man is the big leader of the bandits in Baihu Mountain, called Li Guangbei. He was originally a platoon commander in the army, but in a chance battle, his unit was defeated, and he fled on his own. Later, a group of people were organized and became bandits here. With what he learned in the army, he ran rampant with a group of bandits, and no one could hold him. In the past two or three years, no one has come to encircle and suppress them, and they have gradually relaxed. I don't want the heavy rain to pour down this night, and there is such a big mess.

Li Guangbei sat on the chair at the top, watched the 20 or so people below arguing in panic, and became angry, raised his hand and fired a shot, killing the bandit who had been shouting "it's a ghost" in his mouth. When the rest of the bandits saw this, they were all startled, but they didn't dare to speak anymore.

Li Guangbei said coldly: "Why aren't you noisy?" "He's usually moody, and sometimes he gets angry with his men. However, under his leadership, the bandits have lived freely in the past few years, and their prestige is extremely high. As soon as he got angry, the rest of the bandits did not dare to move.

Li Guangbei snorted: "It's all people who lick blood at the knife edge, where the hell did they come from." It's just that someone stole the brothers while we were sleeping. Now that we're here, I'm going to see who dares to rush in and kill people right under my nose? ”

Li Guangbei once served as a soldier and even rose to the rank of platoon commander, in addition to being bold, he was also thoughtful. He knew from the death of the rest of the bandits just now that there were definitely not many people who did it. Now that he had gathered all the people together in the hall, with swords and spears and torches to light them, he did not believe that anyone dared to rush in. While sitting on the top and looking calm, he was thinking in his heart: "Sixty or seventy people died unconsciously, and this place can't stay." When it was dawn, I packed up my weapons and went directly to the Dongda Tower to join the gang. With my guns, it's not a problem to be a second-leader or a third-leader. Take your time, in a few years, the Dongda Tower will also be mine. Damn, if I stay in this place any longer, I might lose my head one night. The thought of someone being able to kill dozens of bandits in one night without a sound sound shuddered in my heart.

Dongda Pagoda is a mountain a hundred miles away, and there are bandits on it, and there are more people than him. Li Guangbei seems to be calm, but in fact, he is treacherous in his heart, and he has already thought about running away.

Su Ming looked at the bright lights in the hall, and he was also in trouble. It was unimaginable that he could silently kill more than half of the bandits at night. Now that the bandits are gathered, the lights are bright, and there are guns in hand, they rush in, and they are killed by random guns. When the morning dawns, I'm afraid that I will have to flee for my life.

Quietly walked to the door of the hall, and peeked in, and saw all the bandits standing in the center of the hall, holding guns at the front and back passages. As long as you dare to move, there will be a flurry of gunfire.

Su Ming stood still for a moment, stretched out his hand and slashed the spear on the ground, making a stabbing sound, and then retreated and hid. I heard someone in the hall shouting, "Someone! Then there was a burst of gunfire, but no one came out to investigate.

Su Ming's heart moved, turned around and went around to the passage in front of the hall again, and made some more noises with his spear, and immediately there was another burst of gunfire. Several bullets passed in front of him, and Su Ming could even feel the scorching breath of the bullets.

After going back and forth three or four times, the bandits in the hall also learned to be smart, aiming at the passage at the slightest movement, but not shooting. Su Ming dragged a few corpses over, first deliberately made a little noise, and then picked up a corpse with a gun and shook it at the entrance of the passage.

Gunshots rang out, and almost instantly, there were more than a dozen more bullet holes on the corpse. A particle bullet passed through the corpse and embedded deep in the wall of the passage.

"Fortunately, there are no machine guns, otherwise we would have had to retreat tonight." Su Ming heard it clearly, and there were rifles and pistols in it, and even earthen guns. But this is also normal, if a bandit of more than 100 people has machine guns, wouldn't it be able to storm the government.

Su Ming was sometimes in front, sometimes in the back, constantly using the corpses of dead bandits to attract firepower. After a few times, the bandits inside did not move again. Su Ming changed his tricks again, and after shaking the corpse, he threw it directly inside, once again attracting a lot of firepower from the bandits inside.

In this way, Su Ming had already thrown more than twenty bandit corpses inside, and the hall, which was originally quite spacious, became a little crowded. The bandits inside put the corpses on a base, simply formed a circle, and stayed in the middle by themselves.

Su Ming also found a lot of guns, including 38 big covers, some made in Hanyang, and most of them were earthen guns. At that time, the warlords of the Northeast were closely connected with the Japanese, and the 38 Dagai were supposed to flow from the warlords of the Feng family.

"I haven't achieved a lot of boxing skills now, and if I use a gun again, I will definitely be distracted, and I may not be able to reach the pinnacle of boxing in the future. Besides, even when Lucy used a pistol for the first time, she was shot. If I use a rifle at this time, I am afraid that I will not have a chance if I am half-hearted. Su Ming struggled inwardly for a moment, but still lifted the twenty-pound steel gun.

"If I can not die tonight, my boxing skills will definitely enter a new realm." Su Ming knew that there were probably not many bullets left for the bandits inside, so he threw three corpses into it in a row. He himself shrunk back, hid behind the third corpse, and scurried in.

The bandits inside had inexplicably killed dozens of accomplices, and it was impossible to say in my heart that I was not afraid. Then he was hit by Su Ming's series of voices, wasting a lot of bullets, not to mention, and his mental strength was even more exhausted. By the time Su Ming threw the three corpses in, the bandits inside were all sitting listlessly, only a few people were lazily holding their guns, aiming at the corpses, but they didn't shoot, and then put them down again.

"Not good!" Only Li Guangbei, the leader of the bandits, was shaken when his eyes looked here, and he vaguely seemed to see a big gun more than a foot long, and under the firelight, the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light. Suddenly he got up, and the pistol went off continuously, and he shot at the third corpse vigorously.

Su Ming had already abandoned the corpse in mid-air, and his body shrank, like a big round ball, falling into the outer circle of corpses. The whole process was extremely fast, and the shadow of the body that fell on the wall by the firelight disappeared in an instant. A few of the bandits even rubbed their eyes, thinking they were dazzled.

After Su Ming landed, he flipped forward, and the whole person suddenly pounced four or five meters away from the side of the corpse landing, and suddenly rushed into the bandits.

This flutter is like an eagle flapping its wings in the air and striking its prey, as fast as lightning, and like a tiger descending from a mountain, silently, a killing blow to the prey.

These days, Su Ming has been thinking back to Xu Yijiang's tiger shape and eagle shape that day, and then compared with Bajiquan's body style, unconsciously, he actually has a bit of eagle shape and tiger shape.

Ran into the bandits, and the big gun pierced in front of him, and the head of the gun hit the door of the man in front of him. This big gun itself is as much as twenty catties, and with Su Ming's strength, one shot can be stabbed, and it has at least more than 1,500 catties of strength. Under this shot, the bandit's head exploded directly, and white brains splashed everywhere along with blood.

A person who really knows how to shoot a big gun, with a gun in hand, even a person whose boxing skills are twice as high as him, or even three times as man, is not an opponent. It is conceivable that a steel gun more than three meters long and about twenty catties is in the hands of a person who can punch more than 1,000 catties with a punch.

No matter what kind of golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt, Thirteen Taibao practiced kung fu, what armor or protective gear was worn, under the power of this spear, it seemed childish and ridiculous.

That's the power of gunsmithing! The power of boxing, plus the king of cold weapons, the power of combination!

Tie the leg and break the root, and tie the waist and blood flow!

Pierce the soul and go, and the ghost is sad!

Su Ming stabbed the person in front of him with a shot, and then the big gun swung from side to side, and when he boarded, two bandits were hit by the big gun, and under the terrifying force, they immediately broke their tendons and fractured their five organs. Then the big gun landed, and a fist of his left hand landed on the side of the bandit on the left. Under the punch, the bandit's waist seemed to be broken, and he bent and flew out. Then his body rushed to the right side, and his whole body was full of force, and he leaned on the chest of the bandit on the right side with an iron mountain leaning.

His series of actions were as fast as lightning, and in an instant, five bandits died in his hands. Then the barrel of the big gun flew out of his hand, and pierced the waist of a bandit, and opened a big bloody hole when he landed, and the blood flowed out like a small river. Su Ming himself, like a plaster, stuck behind the person who was knocked away by his iron mountain. The wielding of a big gun requires space, and now that it is in the crowd of bandits, it is not as easy to use it with bare hands.

"Someone!" "Kill!" The bandits were in a mess, and they all looked around in a panic. Li Guangbei stood on a high place, but his eyes couldn't keep up with Su Ming's speed.

A large part of the reason why the old man Cheng Tinghua of the gossip door was shot to death was that he had never seen a gun, and he didn't know that the power of the gun was so great, so he blindly resisted and killed. In the end, more and more soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance were surrounded by regiments and died under the continuous bombardment of dozens of foreign guns.

If he had known the power of firearms in advance, he would have had a good chance of surviving if he had found cover and wandered around early after killing someone.

Since Cheng Tinghua, there have been many martial artists who have understood the power of firearms and are also looking for countermeasures. When Su Ming was in Luo Tuan, he also specifically asked Li Shuwen about this problem.