Chapter VII
Seeing Guo Hong so worried, Zhang Bufu inexplicably felt his heart sink, and a bad premonition came to his mind.
Just wanted to ask Guo Hong, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, from far and near, quickly approaching.
When Guo Hong heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and his hanging heart was finally able to let go.
Zhang Bufu turned his head to look, only to see the dust in the distance, faintly visible several horses galloping over, and then suddenly turned his head to look, and took in the joy on Guo Hong's face, and suddenly understood in his heart, and his heart sank to the bottom completely.
"I guess you just called that name to remind him to move the rescuers, right? Zhang Bufu suddenly laughed, but there was a chill between the words.
Guo Honggang's heart instantly hung again, it was true that the rescuers came, but his own life was still in the hands of others.
"Shaoxia misunderstood, it's not a rescuer, it's my Yudingmen who heard that Shaoxia came to Dongzhou, and came to greet him. At this time, Guo Hong had already identified Zhang Bufu as Wanyang.
Zhang Bufu didn't listen carefully, he didn't hear the meaning of Guo Hong's words, he just thought it was Guo Hong's rhetoric to save his life, and he didn't have time to care about it at all, at this time he was paying attention to the few horses that were rushing over.
"Yudingmen, Yudingmen, is it too deceitful like this, Guo Hong wanted to kill me for no reason, but Guo Hong's attack and killing failed, and now more people are coming to kill me? ”
Zhang Bufu was in a complicated mood at the moment, muttering to himself in his heart, Zhang Bufu didn't understand, he didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, why did it lead to death?
Could it be that this is what his father didn't want him to go?
It's just that I'm afraid that Zhang Bufu can't think of it if he wants to break his head, and the cause of this incident is because Guo Hong regarded him as Wanyang, and under mutual misunderstanding, there was a series of events later, so that it became more and more intense.
Among the several horses running in the distance, the first one rode far ahead of the rear horse, as the distance got closer and closer, the vision gradually became clearer, Zhang Bufu fixed his eyes on the first one to look at the first horse, the dust was flying, the appearance was not very clear, looking at his demeanor, it could be judged that it was a middle-aged man with a sword on his waist.
The middle-aged man with the sword also looked to this side, and when he saw Zhang Bufu holding a gun against Guo Hong, he immediately shouted, and the cheer instantly crossed the distance, like rolling waves, rumbling in Zhang Bufu's ears.
"Stop!"
The middle-aged man with the sword was anxious, and he swung his whip a few times, and he had already pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand.
Just now, he received a report from his subordinates, saying that he had found Wei Jihong's junior brother Wanyang here, and without the slightest delay, he rushed over as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to greet him with such a scene. If Wan Yang from Tongzhou is allowed to kill the people of Yudingmen in the territory of Yudingmen, how can Yudingmen have face, doesn't it mean that Yudingmen, the head snake, has been suppressed by a strong dragon? Not to mention that Wanyang is not a strong dragon, so it will make people see jokes even more.
And if someone is killed in front of him Xu Wenyao, then it will not just be a shameless matter.
"Stop quickly?" Zhang Bufu turned his head and sneered at Guo Hong, seeing that Guo Hong's heart was furious.
"What if I don't stop?"
Zhang Bufu looked at Xu Wenyao again, his face appeared fierce, the hand holding the gun slowly exerted force, and the tip of the gun gradually entered Guo Hong's throat without hindrance, so shocked that Guo Hong begged for mercy again and again, his knees gradually weakened, and he couldn't stand steadily, Zhang Bufu acquiesced, and the gun in his hand gradually pressed down with his figure, allowing Guo Hong to kneel on the ground, begging for mercy.
When Xu Wenyao saw this, he immediately became angry in his heart, and when he came out like this in front of him, he was obviously giving himself a blow.
"Don't stop yet, aren't you determined to fight with my Yudingmen?"
Xu Wenyao also identified Zhang Bufu as Wanyang in his heart at this moment, otherwise he couldn't think of who this young man who was born so tightly that he dared not to give face to Yuding in Dongzhou, especially this kind of provocative act of killing people in public, and the few people who didn't need to buy Yudingmen such as Wei Jihong in Tongzhou dared to do it.
Zhang Bufu sneered, and he didn't stop dying? It's already the second wave of people who want to kill me, isn't it already a long time ago? Now that you Xu Wenyao said this, the main reason why you Xu Wenyao said this is that you are worried that people will be killed in front of you, and your face will be disgraced.
snorted coldly, ignored Guo Hong's pleas for mercy, and in front of Xu Wenyao in front of Xu Wenyao, Zhang Bufu's arms suddenly exerted force.
"Whew!"
There was a muffled sound that penetrated the flesh and bones, and the blood-stained spear head pierced Guo Hong's throat.
Guo Hong's eyes were wide open, and he didn't understand the moment he died.
Guo Hong died, under the witness of Xu Wenyao.
Zhang Bufu put away the gun, this was the first time in his life that he killed someone, but apparently there was no time to reminisce or generate more emotions now.
"It's a little painful, and there's another hard dish, and I don't know if I can bite it. Zhang Bufu muttered to himself.
Xu Wenyao rode his horse and galloped, his face was hideous, and he was already angry to the extreme.
The horse's hooves rattled, setting off bursts of sand and dust, and when he got closer, Xu Wenyao did not slow down, drew his sword in his hand, held the reins and leaned forward slightly, showing a horse fighting charging posture, the sword in his hand was ready, waiting to see blood.
Once the speed of the horseback charge is raised, it is difficult for manpower to resist.
Zhang Bufu looked at the oncoming high-headed horse, and couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, Xu Wenyao's hideous expression on the horseback fell in Zhang Bufu's eyes, and he knew in his heart that a vicious battle was inevitable, and if he didn't handle it well, he might be planted here today. It's just that this idea was erased by Zhang Bufu as soon as it appeared, although the rivers and lakes eat people, but presumably the appetite is not big enough to eat him Zhang Bufu, this is what Zhang Bufu thinks in his heart at the moment.
The sound of horses' hooves intensified, and the eardrums ached.
Xu Wenyao had already killed in front of him, pointed his sword at the ground, and when he ran to Zhang Buqiu's side, he suddenly dragged up from the bottom to the top, and he was about to disembowel Zhang Buqiu.
Zhang Bufu knew that he couldn't touch it hard at this moment, and he couldn't care about any demeanor at this moment, so he bent over and rolled to the side to hide.
A pain came from his back, and although Zhang Bufu's reaction was extremely fast, he was still cut by the tip of the sword in the process of bending down and dodging, leaving a wound that was not deep but long enough.
Xu Wenyao didn't succeed in a blow, and when he ran a distance, he slowly slowed down, grabbed the reins and turned the horse's head, and charged again, during which he didn't say a word, his face was solemn, and he was obviously determined to kill.
The person was killed in front of him, and the best and only way to solve the problem at this time was to kill Zhang Bufu and give an explanation to the sect and Dongzhou Jianghu.
Zhang Bufu stood up, stood with his gun in his hand, Xu Wenyao had been charging for too long, and he couldn't fight hard, and now the distance of charging and charging was much shorter than that of Fang Cai, and it was the best time to shoot, otherwise he would only be dragged to death by charging again and again.
This round of shooting is the best and most appropriate choice, Xu Wenyao has the help of horses and feet, the advantage is huge, and he doesn't need to consume it at all when he rushes forward, but if Zhang Bufu hesitates for a few more rounds, the embarrassment of dodging physical consumption is one thing, and if he adds a few more wounds to his body, he doesn't need others to do it at that time, and he can lose blood alone to death.
And in this case, there is only one chance to shoot, if one shot can't pick Xu Wenyao under the horse, Zhang Bufu may be in danger.
In such a one-on-one battle, horse vs. foot battle, if the foot battle wants to wound the horse first and force the enemy on horseback to go to the ground, it is basically impossible. If Zhang Bufu chooses to stab the galloping horse to death with one shot, then at the same time, Xu Wenyao's sword will definitely cut off his head.
Zhang Bufu raised his head, there was only one shot, and it just so happened that this horse looked very pleasing to the eye, so use this shot to pick the person on horseback under the horse.
Zhang Bufu was engrossed, there was actually no emotion in his heart at this time, it was empty, only what his father Zhang An said that day, and his mind was vaguely echoing.
"Dad, I took care of myself. ”
"But I don't know why people want to kill me. ”
Zhang Bufu pursed his lips, held a gun, and walked towards Xu Wenyao, who was killing with a sword.
A young man with a gun whose clothes had been torn by a sword and a mixture of blood and dust on his body, and a middle-aged man dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, riding a tall horse and holding a sword in his hand, were about to stagger in the next moment.
Whew!
Two muffled sounds of weapons interspersed with flesh and blood.
Zhang Bufu was carried away by the huge impact, rolled on the ground several times, fell two feet away, and a large blood stain could be seen between the neck and the shoulder, and a deep wound with visible bones was vividly visible.
Xu Wenyao had an unbelievable look on his face, the sword he was holding had already been taken out of his hand, and a spear was inserted in his heart, advancing from his chest and coming out from his chest, passing through his heart, and there was no trace of life.
Xu Wenyao's whole body fell softly on the horse's back, unable to fall to the ground.
Blood gushed out of his heart, soaking the spear and staining the ground beneath his feet.
Zhang Bufu said that the horse was pleasing to the eye, and decided to kill Xu Wenyao with this shot.
I don't know if the first half of the sentence is true, but the second half of the sentence is true.
Zhang Bufu struggled to get up, the huge impact and the new injury made him a little confused, and there was a heart-piercing pain at the junction of his neck and shoulders, Zhang Bufu felt that half of his body was as if it had been cut off, and the pain was unbearable and he couldn't use any strength.
Zhang Bufu gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up, hung half of his body weakly, and walked towards the horse that stayed in place because his master had fallen off the horse, shaking his head and snorting.
To kill, one shot is enough.
I used to say this because it only took one shot, but today I say it because there is only one shot.
The contents of this gun are something that I haven't learned from practicing guns for so many years in the past, and it's enough to digest it for a long time.
Limped over, pulled the spear out of Xu Wenyao's body, Zhang Bufu was already dizzy from excessive blood loss at this moment, turned on the horse's back with difficulty, bit the tip of his tongue hard to keep himself awake, turned his head to look around to identify the direction, and drove the horse away, leaving only two corpses.
There were people who happened to be watching the battle on Zhang Bufu's riding route when they saw Zhang Bufu riding a horse and walking this way, and immediately scattered in all directions.
On the other side, no one dared to move the few horsemen who came with Xu Wenyao, and they didn't dare to stop Zhang Bufu when they watched him leave.