CHAPTER XXXIII

The sun and the moon shine together?! You're kidding me!

"Brothers, kill me, never let one go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Whoever kills Hong Xiguan will be rewarded with a thousand taels. Mr. Luo Qian and Mr. Zhu Qian shouted loudly, constantly writing empty checks to their soldiers.

For Hong Xiguan, a murderous old thief, whether it is Luo Qian or Zhu Qian. But I didn't plan to try whether the other party's spear was sharp.

As the saying goes, things belong to the country, and life is their own, if the two of them really lost Qingqing's life because of this, it would be too worthless. A middle-level officer like them can draw military oil and drink the blood of soldiers, so there is no need to fight to the death.

Although most of the circumstances of the encirclement and suppression of Hong Xiguan at the beginning were unknown, there was still a little bit of a word circulating, coupled with some obvious facts, which pointed out that Hong Xiguan, who was hiding in Majiazhuang, was not easy to mess with.

Moreover, the two of them can be regarded as veterans who have been in the army for many years, and they instinctively feel that this Zhuangzi, who looks red and festive, has an indescribable weirdness.

And the eight-armed Arhat who was temporarily appointed by Gu Beijing as the commander of the operation didn't feel anything, whether it was Luo Qianzong, who exterminated the Songshan Shaolin Temple with him, or Zhu Qianzong, who was temporarily seconded here, he didn't take it seriously.

If he wants, even two hidden weapons can easily solve the two of them, and the court officials are still like this, not to mention a rural rich man in this Zhuangzi and a group of his relatives and friends.

"Kill." The eight-armed Arhat coldly popped out this word, and the Qing soldiers, who had already been promised to disband the military discipline, could no longer suppress the restlessness in their hearts, and pushed and shoved towards Zhuangzi like a pack of wild dogs competing for food.

All of a sudden, the sound of shouting and killing filled the manor, and before many guests could react, they were either poked down by the Qing soldiers with a shot, or slashed with knives, and the hall was splashed with blood, so it was not miserable.

In the back hall, when Hong Xiguan, who was framed by Master Ma, was distressed, he suddenly heard the shouts of killing in front of him, and hurriedly ordered his son to hide it, while he strode towards the front yard with an iron gun.

After all, Hong Xiguan is still disciplined, and many of the people he killed were corrupt officials and corrupt officials, which attracted the pursuit of the imperial court, and even killed his family, leaving him and his young son to rely on each other and flee in all directions. It has even been reduced to the point where he has to take care of the home of a rich man in the countryside, just because he can take care of three meals a day.

However, this gentleman's discipline and sense of justice have exploded, even if he has just been framed and reprimanded, and now that his employer is in trouble, he still stands up without hesitation, instead of taking this opportunity to roll up the employer's property and his new wife (fog) and run away.

As soon as he arrived at the front hall, he saw that the landlord Ma Zhuang was stabbed down by a Qing soldier's spear, and he didn't care about looking at the situation carefully, so he subconsciously stepped forward and stabbed the Qing soldier, and then ran to the horse owner who was already bleeding all over the ground.

The owner of the horse village trembled, and said with his last strength: "...... I couldn't stand you before, I only begged you for one thing, save my son. Before he finished speaking, his neck crooked and he died.

Hong Xiguan nodded silently, he recognized this job, and your wife and I raised it, it sounds very loving...... Ahem, in fact, even if the owner of the horse village doesn't say it, Hong Xiguan has to protect his son well, after all, the treasure map is still painted behind them.

Hong Xiguan barely spent a second or two remembering this horse farmer who wasted air alive and wasted land dead, so he carried a steel gun and then looked for soldiers to fight.

But suddenly, more than a dozen masked men in black suits turned out of nowhere and fought with the Qing soldiers who were looting their belongings.

Compared to those Qing soldiers, the black-clothed people were like a clockwork killing machine, their movements were extremely clean, and many Qing soldiers had already lost their lives before they even reacted.

A few people directly took out small bows and crossbows and some strange firearms, and shot all the Qing soldiers who wanted to escape and resist in the distance. Hong Xiguan, who was already preparing to explode, said that he was completely stunned.

"You ...... What kind of person. Hong Xiguan looked at a man in black who walked to his side and asked a little sluggishly.

"Who are you?" The man in black asked back unceremoniously. "You don't care who we are, you just need to know that the sun and the moon shine together, and we are Tartars."

Hearing the words killing Tartar, the image of this man in black in Hong Xiguan's heart immediately became tall and plump.

"I don't dare to hide it from all the righteous soldiers, I'm just an ordinary martial artist who takes care of the family, and I'm afraid that my cheap name will stain the ears of the righteous people, so it's better not to say it. I am truly impressed by the actions of all the righteous men. But I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child, but it is a pity that I cannot walk with all the righteous men. Leave. ”

I haven't taken a few steps yet, but I heard the voice behind me say: "If your Hong Xiguan's name is a cheap name, then what is it for me to wait?" I have long heard that Hong Xiguan is a hero, but in my opinion, he is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is not worthy of his name. ”

Hearing his name directly, Hong Xiguan's face changed, and the silver spear in his hand was like a dragon stabbing at the man in black, but he was separated by his sword. Hong Xiguan was furious, and fired several shots in a row, all of which were defused by the man with exquisite swordsmanship, and wanted to get away, but he was entangled and couldn't get out.

After fighting more than a dozen moves, Hong Xiguan became more and more surprised, simply stopped the move, and said angrily: "I look at Your Excellency's martial arts, when you are also a martial arts hero, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, why bother to not be able to pass with me." ”

The leader of the men in black also put down his sword and said, "You don't know the hearts of good people, if it weren't for our help, don't you think you can get out of the world today?" Have you forgotten the feud of the Shaolin Temple? ”

"Of course I can't forget, since I learned the news, all I have been thinking about day and night is to avenge the elders and fellow disciples, but ......" Hong Xiguan's face was full of pain, he thought, but he couldn't do it.

That treasure map is more important than his revenge, if he only cares about revenge, then the sacrifice of Shaolin Temple is completely worthless.

"The Shaolin Temple is definitely not so easy to break. Who the hell is it? "Hong Xiguan is like a wounded beast.

The leader of the men in black said a name lightly: "It's Ma Ning'er." ”

"It can't be, he's dead." said this, but Hong Xiguan's heart was full of fear. Even his hand holding the gun couldn't help but exert more force, and it looked pale.

Is he really dead?

He was lying in a pool of blood, but he really didn't check to see if he was really dead......

Could it be ...... Is he really not dead?

Interrupting his chaotic thoughts and pulling him back to reality was a voice that seemed to come out of hell.

"I didn't expect it, Hong Xiguan."

PS: In other words, if I write Star Wars, will I follow the old canonical history, or will I follow the current one? It's really distressing, I always feel that Kylo Ren doesn't have as much love as Darth Caidus, although I love his sister more...... By the way, how many people like Kylo Ren?