Ma Zhenhai was already officially inclined to the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty at this time, and in order to keep his identity and wealth, he did not hesitate to sell the happiness of his own granddaughter.

Lu Ning had long been disappointed in this guy, seeing that the thugs around him were surrounding him, and the thunderbolt in his single parent's hand might not be able to beat them.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, since you can use a pistol, why use a stick?

He quickly turned off the thunderbolt and put it back in his holster.

Then he pulled his Browning pistol out of the holster and loaded the bullet in a very dashing manner.

Since it is quite close, it does not require precise aiming, and a gentle pull of the trigger is sufficient.

Every time a gun was fired, a man fell.

Frightened, the thugs who rushed halfway down dropped the sticks in their hands again, and ran back in fright, but the ancestors of the Ma family and the stunned young master who were showing off their might in front just now were exposed to the forefront.

The young master was about to retreat, Lu Ning picked up the gun in his hand and shone it on his left leg, and the second ancestor fell in response, screaming in despair.

Lu Ning's muzzle immediately turned to Rong Rongrong, who was persecuting Ma Zhenzhen, and frightened the woman into screaming, and pounced on Lu Ning to her knees.

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die, I beg you not to kill me."

Lu Ning hated this woman for being rude to his wife, and slammed her in the shoulder, directly causing her to faint in pain.

"The heavenly soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have all been stationed in Daningwei, and you people are still resisting the mandate of heaven, it seems that the Ma family, which is powerful in Daning, has no need to exist now."

Just when he wanted to shoot, Ma Zhenzhen pleaded.

"He's a lot old, please leave him a way to live, it's my grandfather anyway."

Lu Ning didn't put away the gun, but asked.

"Mr. Ma, now I will give you another chance to choose, whether to submit to our Ming Dynasty, or to completely fall to the Northern Yuan and oppose me?"

At this moment, Ma Zhenhai seemed to be more than ten years old.

"I didn't expect that the old North Wind Ranch actually hid the dragon and crouching tiger, but my old man was blind, I admit defeat, all the property will be handed over to your old North Wind Ranch, put away your terrifying firecracker, and follow me into the tent to sign an agreement."

Lu Ning turned off the safety of the pistol, then put the holster back, put his arm around Ma Zhenzhen's waist and said to him.

"Let's go, wife, you'll take over their property here."

Before the words fell, he suddenly found that the old man who was still decadent just now suddenly had two more firearms in his hand, pointing at Lu Ning and Ma Zhenzhen with the other.

This turned into elbows and armpits, but the couple was startled.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

Ma Zhenhai sneered and said.

"Don't call me grandpa, I don't have a disobedient granddaughter like you, if you know each other, ask your man to throw that magic wand and that fire gun to the ground, or I'll shoot."

Although he is also a musket, it is not the same as Lu Ning's, and one of the most fatal shortcomings is that someone next to him must light a fire rope for him before he can be fired.

Then he was surrounded by two servants with torches, who were about to approach him and light the rope for him.

Lu Ning quickly pulled out his thunderbolt stick in an instant, rushed forward with an arrow step, brushed it twice, and knocked the servant who wanted to light the gun to the ground.

Then his thunderbolt hit the old man Ma on the shoulder, and this time, the old man's hair stood up one by one, and his whole body could not stop spasming.

By the time the switch was released, the other party had already collapsed to the ground like a noodle.

"I said: Don't play any tricks with me, I am your ancestor in this regard!"

These immediate family members of the Ma family, in addition to Ma Zhenzhen and the people in their long house, have four rooms left, but unfortunately their men have all died.

Only the women of the family remained, and the old man fell to the ground, and all these people had no idea.

I saw Lu Ning walking with a thunderbolt stick

When they came, they all fell to their knees and trembled, begging for mercy.

There is also Hai Lanxue, the wife of the old man Ma, who is also a Sinicized Jurchen tribesman.

She knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.

"It's a big deal, this ranch is in charge of your Lu family's Xiaolangjun, and all these women of the third generation of our Ma family will be women for you, from today onwards, the ranch will be up to you."

Lu Ning sneered and said.

"Our Ming army is invincible, don't dream that Naha will fight back, hurry up and hand over the title deed of your ranch and the cattle and sheep and horses to which you belong, as well as the statistics of the slaves, and let all the people gather in this square."

These people waited left and right, and did not wait for the reinforcements from the Northern Yuan.

In desperation, I had to stabilize Lu Ning first.

The old lady called out several other women of the Ma family except Rong Rong and asked them to come over to serve Lu Ning.

Lu Ning just wanted to give an order, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, and he didn't know when, a small hand was twisting him fiercely.

He bared his teeth and said to Ma Zhenzhen, "My wife hurts lightly."

Ma Zhen gritted her teeth angrily and said.

"I call you Huaxin, I call you greedy for women, if you don't give you something powerful, you will fly to the sky!"

Lu Ning was saying a word of flattery.

"Actually, I want to call your grandmother and put the property rights of this ranch in your name."

Hearing this, Ma Zhenzhen replied: "You are really capable, you say, how can I treat you?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pinch the twisted part of his waist: "I don't know why I was so strong just now, but I really hurt me, I'll rub it for you again."

At this time, Ma Santai, the chief steward of the waiting ranch, was kneeling in front of them with a thick stack of booklets.

"Everything is here, please check it out."