(Thank you to all the Taoist friends in the group for pooling money to reward the alliance leader, and add 30 more...... Six shifts a day...... A lot of times the g-spot as an author is completely different from being a reader.,At least I'm pretty excited about this plot.,But it doesn't seem like everyone likes it very much.。 Then it's over early...... ）

Bradley wanted to say something, but he was panting so hard that he couldn't say a word, so he could only gesticulate. In fact, none of the others are much better than they look.

It seemed that their physical strength had reached the limit, and the feeling of impending disaster had not diminished in the slightest.

At this time, when Liu Shengzhi was there, Bai Juying, who was not inconspicuous and leaky, finally made a move. After a little struggle, she stared at a carriage on the side of the road.

It was a wide, four-horse carriage, with black paint that looked new and shiny, and intricate patterns, which looked like it was either rich or expensive.

Bai Juying stopped in front of the carriage, and fired a shot at the sky with the gun in his hand.

The deafening sound of gunfire clearly frightened the coachmen. He desperately reined in his horse, knowing that the road was crowded with fleeing pedestrians, so that the speed of the four horses could not be raised. It was easy to be stopped by Liu Shengzhi.

The coachman looked at Bai Juying at a loss. Everywhere there is a collapse of order, there is a lot of evil.

Not far away, for example, two men in crumpled shirts were robbing a team of couples from their bags. The man tried to resist, but was punched and kicked by the two gangsters who pressed him to the ground for a while.

"Bang......" Bai Juying raised his hand, and the bullet shot over. It shot very accurately into the head of a bandit, and a large-caliber bullet passed through his forehead, leaving a small bullet hole. But it pierced out in the back of the head, almost lifting the back of the head.

The other gangster who saw such a scene was obviously dumbfounded. Let out a hysterical scream like a woman.

Bai Juying didn't pay attention to this lucky guy, he pointed the gun at the coachman again.

This time, the coachman's face turned completely white, and he hurriedly raised his hand. Just like Bai Juying thought, their weapons look weird, if you don't demonstrate it. It's hard for others to associate with guns and such things.

The man in the carriage heard the commotion, revealing a head with curly hair, and looked at the crowd in surprise.

However, Bai Juying obviously had no intention of dealing with him, waved his hand, and shouted at Bradley and the others: "Get in the car!"

At this time, O'Neill, who was catching a little, stretched out his thumb, meaning that he had done a good job, and then strode into the car without hesitation.

The curly hair inside took out a beautifully decorated short-barreled musket in horror, but Bai Juying raised his hand, and a bullet hit the gun. Dropped down.

Then O'Neill smirked, grabbed the guy by the collar and threw it on the ground, and then drove out two more women from the carriage.

Ignoring the cries of these people, Bradley and the others quickly got into the car. The coachman wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but was shot at his feet by Bai Juying.

Then the coachman sat back in his place, and set up the carriage for the robbers.

It was only at this time that Bradley, who had a straight face from beginning to end, said, "Do you know whose carriage this is?"

O'Neill shrugged: "Who knows?"

He finished. He reacted and looked at Bradley in surprise. Surprised, he said, "Do you know?"

Then O'Neill saw Bradley nodding, and Dick's faces were also very strange. O'Neill was in a daze, unable to figure out why these guys were able to recognize a person from hundreds of years ago.

He wanted to ask a question, but saw Bradley hand out a ten-meter bill. Looking at the head above, O'Neill's face suddenly became very strange at this moment.

"You seem to have taken His Excellency the Minister of Finance...... Got out of the carriage ......"

"Fuck the minister...... It's all a delusion, it's just a dream......"

And then. They tacitly agreed not to mention it. O'Neill returned the money to Bradley, who carefully folded the bill and placed it in a separate pocket.

Bai Juying looked at all this coldly, he was not from the United States, and he didn't have any psychological burden. Even if it is a one-meter round car with an avatar on it. He did it when he needed it.

The car drove a little farther away, the loess road became a little looser, and the speed of the carriage increased a little.

However, at this time, there was another scream from the front, and then a scream.

Bai Juying quickly went over to take a look, and saw a group of refugees crying and calling their mothers and running back. Smoke and dust billowed ahead, and I don't know what's going on!

However, Bai Juying quickly saw clearly, and when he picked up his eyes, his eyes were almost comparable to telescopes. He could clearly see that it was a group of Indians dressed in bells and whistles.

They were riding war horses, brandishing sabers in their hands, and some even muskets, and were rushing towards them.

"Hell, how is this possible, how did these Indians get here?" Bradley poked his head out to look, his eyes almost popping out.

The world is so crazy that all the historical details have been completely unrecognizable. They not only robbed the carriage of the first Minister of Finance of the United States, but also saw that the Indians actually killed the capital of the United States.

At this time, Bai Juying did not have the heart to gloat. These Indians obviously can't tell that he Bai Juying is not from the United States, and when they kill him, he will definitely harm the pond fish.

And Bradley and others, not to mention, were originally old rice. Although it is the old rice of the guy who came from more than a hundred years later!

"Rush out!" Bradley made a decision at the moment: "Let's cover this carriage!"

O'Neill answered, climbed on top of the car, and picked up his submachine gun. The others stretched their guns out of the window, ready to break through with powerful firepower.

It's just a pity that at this time, the coachman was obviously frightened. Faced with what was happening ahead, the car stopped.

Bradley shouted, "Who's going to drive the carriage?"

The group looked at each other, although they all knew that it was not very reliable to rely on the coachman to drive the carriage out, but the carriage, a means of transportation that had been eliminated for hundreds of years, really no one could drive it......

At this time, Bai Juying nodded and said, "I'll try it!"

Sitting neatly in the carriage, in fact, of course, he would not drive. But just in case, he was afraid that something would go wrong with the coachman, so he had been secretly observing how the coachman drove the car. (To be continued......)