Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 98
A private room on the second floor of a well-known restaurant in a prosperous street in Foshan City.

A middle-aged man with a full body and strong clothes is slowly enjoying the delicious food on the table, taking a sip of wine from time to time, showing the appearance of enjoying.

"Master, that fellow Wu Dong has already left his residence, and our people have already followed!"

The young man who was waiting next to him suddenly approached the middle-aged man and reported in a low voice.

"Oh, then write to Mr. Henry and ask him to send someone over to ambush him!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a sneer, "I hope his actions go well!"

"Master, isn't it too risky to do this?"

The young man was not in a hurry to leave, and said with some hesitation: "After all, joining hands with foreigners is hard to say!"

There is still something in my heart that I haven't said, that is, the militia is not easy to provoke, a bad one may cause fire, and I will not be able to stay in Foshan in the future.

"Go ahead, you don't have to think too much about it!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, put his wine glass heavily on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "If it weren't for the wharf ring created by the militia, would our martial arts hall have declined so quickly?"

"Originally our martial arts gym was the No. [-] martial arts gym in Foshan, but what happened now?"

Feeling dissatisfied with the master, the young man froze and didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly left the private room to go to work.

"Kill..."

Here, when Wu Dong and Yan Zhendong were about to leave the bustling part of the city and enter the area where the militia camp was located, two rows of ax-wielding men suddenly appeared from the alleys on both sides of the street, each of them vicious and murderous.

"Adong be careful!"

Yan Zhendong's eyes turned cold, and he rushed out with a greeting.

hum!
The pair of fists blasted out, making a dull buzzing sound, and directly blasted the axe-wielding men, including the axes in their hands that were too late to swing.

shhhhhh...

At this moment, Wu Dong didn't just stand still in a daze, and suddenly threw his hands around his waist.

Immediately, nearly ten small knives gleaming with cold light, hesitantly, meteors flew out of the sky in an instant, and shot into the thighs of several big men holding axes in the blink of an eye.

ah ah ah...

Just a face to face, more than seven big men with axes fell down, rolling and mourning on the ground, so miserable.

On the other side, Yan Zhendong's firepower was fully fired, his figure was like a galloping horse, his fists were like sledgehammers, turning into pieces of afterimages and blasting away all the enemies in front of him with one blow.

Among these big axe-wielding men, there are many warriors with condensed strength, who also cannot withstand his punch, which shows the prestige of a strong man with peak strength.

There were only a dozen big men with axes in total, and most of them fell down in the blink of an eye.

The rest of them saw something bad, threw away the hatchet and ran away without saying a word.

"Master Yan doesn't need to chase after him, these people are enough!"

Seeing that Yan Zhendong wanted to chase him out, Wu Dong hurriedly stopped him: "Be careful they divert the tiger away from the mountain, as long as you are still in Foshan, you can't run away!"

Yan Zhendong didn't chase after hearing the words, he hurried back to Wu Dong, and asked softly, "Ah Dong, are you okay?"

"careful!"

Out of the corner of Wu Dong's eyes, he saw a sneaky figure and the thing in his hand, and he exclaimed and suddenly pushed Yan Zhendong to the ground.

At the same time, he leaned back with his strength, put an extra revolver around his waist, and fired directly in a certain direction.

Snapped!
A gunshot sounded different from the sound of firecrackers, and a corpse fell on the courtyard wall not far away, and a revolver at hand fell far away.

Yan Zhendong reacted quickly, rolled continuously on the ground, rushed to the corpse with a few wrong steps, checked it and shook his head to indicate that the person was dead.

In the blink of an eye, there were hand axes and guns, which had already scared the residents of nearby Foshan to flee in all directions.

The young and strong militia patrolling around heard the news and rushed to check the situation.

"Take all these guys to the camp and interrogate them!"

Seeing the militia patrol team coming, Wu Dong was completely at ease, and told him to follow them to the militia camp.

With several orders quickly issued, the militia camp quickly became busy.

Teams of militiamen who were repairing in the camp left quickly with standard waist knives and rushed to various parts of the city to strengthen patrols and vigilance.

"Who is so bold that he dares to ambush us in the city?"

At this time, Yan Zhendong asked the doubts in his heart: "Could it be that those foreigners can't do it?"

"It should be them!"

Wu Dong said calmly: "These guys like to play tricks like this the most!"

"Then what should we do?"

"Since they want to play, let's have fun!"

"Don't act recklessly, the government will not agree, don't forget that there is an admiral of Guangdong Province who is eyeing you!"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure!"

Since he dared to play with guns in Foshan, it was impossible for Wu Dong to have no reaction at all.

This time the ambush was only a low-level gunman. If the next time it was an elite gunman in the foreign army, he might not have the luck this time.

If that guy hadn't been too reckless and not formal at all, Wu Dong wouldn't have noticed it all of a sudden.

It can only be said that fortunately it is the end of the Qing Dynasty, the social order has not completely collapsed, and guns and ammunition have not been flooded.

Otherwise, if all the opponents send out are sought-after, no matter how fast he reacts, it will be too late.

Seeing Wu Dong's calm face, Yan Zhendong couldn't say much, so he changed the subject and said, "Ah Dong, your throwing knife is really powerful!"

"Haha, it's just for playing in my spare time, I didn't expect it to be useful!"

Having said that, I feel a little complacent in my heart.

When he was attacked before, he directly killed five axemen with a throwing knife. This kind of method is still very sharp.

The reason why I practice flying knives is also influenced by modern film and television dramas and the plots of some novels.

It just so happens that practicing flying knives can also exercise the wrist and condense the strength of the fingers.

Not only that, but before the proliferation of firearms on a large scale, throwing knives were a very common medium and short-range attack method.

Wu Dong still cares about his own safety. Although he has practiced martial arts for a long time and has reached the level of energy, he still doesn't want to take personal risks when he is desperate.

Whether it is injured or touched, it is a loss to him.

"It seems that I have to follow suit!"

After staying with Wu Dong for a long time, Yan Zhendong was naturally affected, and felt that what Wu Dong said sometimes was not unreasonable.

In this era when muskets are powerful, if you rely on martial arts to charge ahead at every turn, you may suffer a loss sooner or later.

Learn the skill of hidden weapons, and you may save your life at critical moments.

This encounter is the best proof!
If Wu Dong was like him, if he encountered an ambush, he would rush forward regardless of the ambush. Facing a large number of axemen, it is really impossible for Wu Dong to be safe and sound with his strength.

If he was injured early, the last gunman who planned to attack would definitely not be able to detect it in time, and it would be too dangerous...

(End of this chapter)