The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 79 Bloody Xiangjiang ([-])

In the evening of October [-], [-].

The backyard of the Gu's Medical Center was brightly lit.

Everyone gathers around a table.

Du Xinwu and Fang Tian are introducing the arrangement and plan to everyone.

"Tomorrow I will pretend to be Mr. Sun, use myself as a bait, take Queen's Avenue, and then go to Furen Wenshe, passing the medical center in the middle. Those hawks and dogs are fighting to the death..."

Du Xinwu's heart was full of emotion. Ever since he embarked on this path, he had already put life and death aside. Now that a big battle was imminent, some only had the will to fight and kill.

And Chen Shaobai and Yang Quyun have been hidden in a safe place by him, and he doesn't want them to be in danger.

Zhongyang fanned his open coat, seeming a little nervous, "Those people have already arrived at the Kowloon Walled City, they are all military masters, I heard that they have been looking for my whereabouts, and they even found someone to get a gun."

Lin Heier asked, "Is there anyone special among them?"

Chongyang didn't know the existence of those old monsters. He was startled when he heard the words, thought carefully for a long time, and hesitated: "Does the coffin count? It is said that there are two more coffins in the ancestral hall for no reason these days, and no one else is allowed to approach them. Also, they are five coffins. It came here two days ago, and every day I had to carry two whole roasted oxen in, but no bones came out, and I don’t know what to feed.”

The few people looked at each other, really afraid that something would happen, the worst result was coming.

Not surprisingly, these should be two old fossils.

"I'll arrange it first, everyone be careful!"

After explaining, Du Xinwu quickly walked out of the hospital.

Fang Tian stayed in the medical hall. He looked at the two things placed in the yard with surprise and joy in his eyes. Under the black cloth covered, half of the pitch-black gun body was looming. The bullet dragged from the barrel to the ground.

In the wooden box on the side, there are hundreds of catties of bundled explosives.

"Where did you get these things?"

He couldn't put it down and fondled it, "It would be great if there were such things when foreigners came to Tianjin."

Everyone listened in silence, as if being reminded of a sad past.

Zuo Zongsheng looked at Lin Heier. Although the two were married, they didn't talk much. One was clumsy about feelings, the other was straightforward. He thought that there would be no harmony, but he gradually became silent, one look, one movement Has been able to figure out the other party's mind.

"Don't talk nonsense, we can all go back alive, it's best to fight back to the north together."

Lin Heier didn't even look at it, she opened the mouth first, then shook out the two swords in her sleeves, sat aside and lowered her head to wipe them.

Gradually, as the sky darkened, many figures suddenly appeared from all directions. These people were dressed in different clothes, and they were not only disciples of the White Lotus Sect, but also many disciples of the Shenzhou League. The two elders led the way, along with Fang Tian's thirty or so brothers.

"Looks like the time has come."

With the sound of footsteps, everyone turned their heads in unison, only to see Chen Zhuo and Guyu walking down the stairs.

Chen Zhuo no longer had the soft knife in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he said softly: "Everyone, tomorrow's battle will be a time for all my disciples in Shenzhou to be righteous, so let's not drink alcohol tonight, let's wait until this battle is over. , I’ll drink with my brothers again, and I’ll rest when I’m drunk!”

Everyone's blood was boiling, their eyes were red.

"To live and die together, with all sincerity!"

Silent all night.

Just say that the next day is just bright.

The rooster crowed for the first time, and everyone in the medical center had dispersed.

Some people pretended to be ordinary people and hawkers, some were pulling rickshaws, some were pushing carts, and some were carrying burdens and yelling, men, women, old and young, everything.

This is Ming.

And dark.

Fang Tian's thirty or so brothers had already ambushed on both sides of the market with the explosives.

There were also two big killers placed behind the door of the pharmacy, controlled by Fang Tian and Shen Chongyang.

Shen Chongyang's mouth became parched, and he couldn't help becoming a little nervous, and hurriedly asked Chen Zhuo, "Who are you going to deal with? Do you need such a big battle? You don't want to revolt in Xiangjiang because of a feverish brain, do you?" ? This is the territory of the British, don't do stupid things."

Chen Zhuo glanced at him, and said calmly, "Don't worry, at most it will only kill two people. This thing is extremely lethal, so don't make a noise easily. If you want to make a noise, you have to hit it with one blow."

Glancing at the sky outside his eyes, he covered the door of the medical hall and led the crowd out.

"Everyone, come with me to this battlefield on earth!"

……

It was almost noon.

In the market, more and more passers-by came and went, and there were also many students parading.

Until a rickshaw came unhurriedly from one end of the long street, the students who had been parading were all excited.

The person in the car was dressed in a white dress and a hat with the brim half-pressed, so he didn't see his face.

"Mr. Sun!"

The crowded crowd was originally lively and noisy, but suddenly a high-pitched and piercing suona sounded out of season, and the noisy people's eardrums hurt.

"Baba blah... blah blah..."

Taking a closer look, I saw a funeral procession approaching on the street. There were six to seventy people, carrying two sets of dark and eye-catching coffins, and paper money was flying all over the sky. one backs away.

But the evil thing is that this is a trivial matter, but there is only Suona pretending, and those funeral attendants are more fierce than the other, cold-faced and cold-eyed. For young and strong men.

It's not the right time, it's noon, whoever chooses to be buried at this time will be guilty of taboo.

At both ends of the fork, the patrol police who used to be rampant and domineering rarely disappeared.

Some people feel that bad luck is an eyesore, and they just go up to meet them, and before they can say a word, they have already been kicked away.

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

But as soon as the man retracted his feet, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his canthus cracked, and he said "ho ho", a throwing knife was stuck in his throat at some point, and he fell to the ground in the next second, without even humming. Before he could snort, a puddle of blood was visible to the naked eye.

"Murder!"

This made those onlookers look dumbfounded, their faces turned pale, and they fled in all directions.

In the chaos, the crowd staggered, and those mourners did not avoid them, their feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, allowing the people around them to shuttle back and forth, shoulder to shoulder, but their eyes were always looking coldly at a porridge stand in front of them.

Porridge stalls line the street.

On the small stall, six figures stood up slowly.

The rickshaw drove over, and it was Du Xinwu who joined the crowd.

The first one was wearing a green shirt, disheveled hair, walking slowly with his hands behind his back, he looked like a goshawk staring at him as he raised his feet and strode forward, his knife eyes narrowed slowly, and he saw the murderous intent.

Chen Zhuo glanced at the official boots on the feet of a group of people, and then looked at the people carrying the coffin, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Kill!"

In an instant, blood spattered everywhere, and the passers-by and hawkers who had been fleeing in all directions suddenly rose up to attack.

Amidst the screams and cries of pain, corpses lay all over the messy street.

However, as expected of the battle-tested warriors, many people reacted in time and avoided the killing intent, and some people rose up to fight back. The two sides fought in one place in an instant.

Chen Zhuo frowned, and was about to make a move.

"Bang!"

Two coffins fell on their sides.

"Ok?"

He only glanced at it, his heart jumped, his eyelids trembled, and he said quickly: "Be careful, those two old things should be among the people around."

As he spoke, his eyes flicked to the fleeing crowd like cold electricity.

It's just that after the front foot finished speaking, a sinister laughter came from behind the back foot.

"Hehe, smart!"

A fleshy palm suddenly floated from a distance of several feet, and hit his back directly.

(End of this chapter)