Chapter 77: Spatial Advantage
Yan Li was not frightened away by Wei Zhuang's threat, he picked up the sword covered in black dust, put it under his nose and sniffed, his face became even more gloomy.
"Is this gunpowder?" Yan Li's gaze sharpened.
"You do." Wei Zhuang's expression cooled, and a strong killing intent emanated from his body. He was not surprised by this, which just proved that Wei Zhuang's previous guess was right.
Yan Li looked at the few copper pipes in front of Wei Zhuang, and couldn't help but be amazed, "I've never seen such an ingenious device that can spew out gunpowder, boy, you did it?" ”
"What if it is, what if it isn't?"
"Yes, we can make a deal." Yan Li smiled in the dark, "As long as you tell me how to make this device, I will spare your life, how about it, it's a good deal, right?" ”
Wei Zhuang rolled his eyes and nodded: "Yes, but you have to send us outside the city first." ”
"Negotiations broke down." Yan Li shook his finger, "Your words are like coaxing a child, there is no credibility at all, instead of being dragged down with you and delayed by you, it is better to kill you directly, seize the firearm, and I will go back and study it myself." ”
As he spoke, Yan Li retreated behind the man in black, waved the sword in his hand and shouted: "It's only a few steps away, he doesn't have time to light the fire, give me a ride!" ”
"Kill!"
A loud shout shook everyone's bodies, and the first few black-clothed people immediately rushed out.
It can be seen from the speed and posture of these people that they are not masters, at most they are fourth-class martial artists.
This is Yan Li's plan, let the weak collective rush over, which can not only consume Wei Zhuang's gunpowder reserves, but also not let his own side suffer too much loss.
"Hmph." Wei Zhuang sneered and glanced at Zhou Ziqing.
Zhou Ziqing understood, put down a bamboo tube and rushed straight to the man in black.
The door frame of Wei Zhuang's house was narrow and of limited height, which meant that a maximum of two men in black could enter side by side at a time, and when they passed through the doorway, they had to retract their weapons to prevent them from touching the door frame or injuring the other brothers.
The inside of the house is wide, and the door is narrow, such a space gives Zhou Ziqing room to show her skills, and she only used a few tricks to put the few people who rushed in to the ground.
For a moment, the door was soaked in blood red.
Yan Li's face was blue and white for a while, he didn't expect Wei Zhuang to not fire, but chose to attack in close quarters.
What a thief this boy!
"Keep rushing when people come, don't stop, I don't believe how much wind and waves they can stir up a few steps!"
"Whoever can kill one of them will be rewarded with two hundred taels of silver!"
Under the heavy reward, everyone's eyes lit up, and someone directly roared and strode in.
Zhou Ziqing didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly took a breath and rushed over to resist.
She first kicked one person away, then turned around and killed two people with a knife, and before the two corpses fell, Zhou Ziqing rushed to the back like lightning, the blade was stained with blood, and with a fierce cold light, it stabbed into the chest of one person with a thud.
Quasi-first-class martial artists deal with these fourth-class gangsters, it is not a problem to use one as ten, coupled with the advantage of space, Zhou Ziqing quickly slaughtered the dozen or so people who rushed in.
Zhou Ziqing, dressed in red, stood among the many corpses with a blade stained red with blood.
The cold and piercing eyes and the terrifying killing intent made her feel like a killing god at the moment.
For a while, no one dared to charge again.
"A bunch of rubbish!" Yan Li scolded angrily, he wanted to order his second-class martial artists to rush in, but when he saw Wei Zhuang, who was cold and murderous in the house, he held back again.
He knew the lethality of the firearm best, if it weren't for his superb martial arts and extremely strong physical fitness, he would have been killed just now.
Under such an attack, a group of second-class warriors rushed over to send them to death.
It seems like...... It's a dead end.
Yan Li looked at the two people in the room, feeling a little anxious in his heart.
At this time, a man in black beside him leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.
Hearing this, Yan Li's eyes gradually lit up.
"Great idea!" Yan Li was very surprised, and immediately ordered: "Come on, tear down the window of the bedroom next to me for me, and climb in from there!" ”
When everyone heard this, they immediately rushed to the bedroom window, picked up a knife and slashed it hard, the wooden window frame was quickly chopped down, and the man in black jumped up and successfully rolled into the bedroom.
Yan Li was overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Don't stop the impact of the main gate, give me both sides together!" ”
In an instant, pitch-black figures poured in through the doorway and bedroom windows. 、
Wei Zhuang's heart sank, and he said calmly: "You go and guard the bedroom door, and I'll deal with it at the front door." ”
After that, there was a knife roar.
The sword was unsheathed, and there was no blemish from the handle to the tip, and the blade exuded a strong chill.
"Those who dare to take a step forward will be killed!" A deafening roar resounded through the sky.
Wei Zhuang stood proudly, staring at the black-clothed man who was charging, those eyes were like an abyss, and the person who looked at him only felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, and couldn't help but tremble.
The strong coercion caused the man in black to stop and stand in place.
Even Yan Li in the hospital was shocked into a cold sweat.
What's going on?!
How could he exude such a strong coercion?
This sense of oppression is even more terrifying than when facing the eldest brother Fu Yangang!
Could it be that he is a first-class master who is stronger than his eldest brother?
Suddenly, a man in black standing at the front had weak legs, and his steps couldn't help but stumble.
Scold!
Blood splattered, and the corpse fell to the ground, leaving only an afterimage.
Wei Zhuang flicked his right arm, and a few bits of red fell to the ground, and the treasure knife became cold again.
This knife frightened the black-clothed people around, and the crowd retreated in an uproar, and some tripped over the corpses under their feet, and even moved backwards with their hands on the ground.
This scene is very embarrassing.
Yan Li finally came back to his senses, and his eyes became very vigilant.
In his opinion, Wei Zhuang's attack, as well as the powerful coercion he exuded before, could preliminarily judge that he was a quasi-first-class master.
Call!
Yan Li exhaled, his expression became solemn, he gestured to the people around him, the man ran out, and then led a group of people into the courtyard.
Wei Zhuang listened to the movement of tapping and tapping in the alley behind him, and knew that this was Yan Li and called someone over again.
It seems that he is ready to launch a new onslaught.
As soon as the voice in his heart fell, he heard Yan Li Jianfeng pointing at Wei Zhuang and roaring.
"Everyone, as long as you can rush in and slash him, you will be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver and two mansions!"
In order to kill Wei Zhuang, Yan Li was desperate, and the people in black also fell into madness.
For a moment, the whole yard was boiling.