The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 328 Assassination and Robbery
Jia Huan's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly took out the double-barreled short gun in his hand, but suddenly he woke up. The ammunition in the gun was empty, and he didn't have time to reload it. The leather bag that was used to hold the ammunition was not brought at this moment. .

Jia Huan calmed down and listened carefully. At this moment, a voice came from outside the door and said: "Master Huan, have you finished taking a bath?"

The voice seemed familiar. Jia Huan thought for a moment and recognized that it was one of Feng Ziying's soldiers. He seemed to be named Feng Bao. He hired ten servants as personal soldiers, including this person.

I remember that at that time, Feng Ziying planned to leave two of the quotas for his personal soldiers to Huzi and Shitou, but they declined.

Jia Huan's thoughts were racing, and he subconsciously touched the account book in his arms, leaned against the wall, and said calmly: "I am taking a bath, Feng Bao, what are you doing here?"

The people outside seemed stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Mr. Huan really has a good memory. He can recognize the slave just by his voice. That's it. Our uncle has something to tell Mr. Huan. Please finish the bath with Mr. Huan." Go later.”

Jia Huan hummed and said, "I understand. I'll go there later. You go back first and tell Feng Qianhu to wait."

The people outside agreed, but there was no sound of footsteps for a long time. Jia Huan felt that something was wrong more and more. He secretly clenched his double-barreled short gun and said calmly: "Feng Bao, what else do you have to do? If you have nothing else to do, leave. Bar."

It was quiet outside for a few seconds before Feng Bao's voice rang out: "I want to wait here for Master Huan and then go together."

"No need, just call Jin Bao and Mu Ye over. I still have some things to ask them to do." Jia Huan said calmly.

There was silence outside for another few seconds, then suddenly there was a click, and a spear broke through the door like a poisonous snake, and stabbed into the tub with a cunning sound.

Jia Huan sucked in a breath of cold air. Fortunately, he was standing against the wall. If he had been standing behind the door or sitting in the bathtub, he would have been stabbed to the core at this moment.

Jia Huan was shocked and angry, and quickly kicked the gun. The barrel of the gun suddenly bent. Feng Bao outside was caught off guard, and the gun fell out of his hand. The tail of the gun even hit his side, causing him to groan in pain. A sound.

Jia Huan took the opportunity to kick the door open and rushed out. Feng Bao outside was shocked and turned around to run away.

"Stop!" Jia Huan shouted sharply, raised his double-barreled short gun and pointed it at Feng Bao's back, threatening: "If you dare to take another step forward, I will punch a bloody hole in your back."

Feng Bao stopped, turned around slowly, and said in horror: "Master Huan, don't shoot."

Jia Huan glanced behind Feng Bao, frowned and said, "Are you the only one?"

Feng Bao suddenly smiled strangely: "What do Mr. Huan think?"

Jia Huan's heart trembled, and he quickly moved aside. A cold light struck the empty space almost instantly.

"Feng En!" Jia Huan blurted out.

The person who just attacked from behind was another servant of Feng Ziying, named Feng En.

Feng En slashed the air with his sword and couldn't help but be quite surprised. He said in amazement: "Master Huan is very skilled."

Jia Huan quickly retreated to the wall, pointed his gun at Feng En, and shouted: "Did Feng Ziying send you here?"

Feng Bao and Feng En looked at each other, and in unison moved slowly to both sides, approaching Jia Huan like horns, and said with a smile: "Master Huan, I think that's it. This musket of yours can only shoot in one direction. Even if one of us is killed, he will eventually die in the hands of the other.”

Jia Huan said calmly: "Then which one of you will come up to die first?"

Feng Bao and Feng En both stopped immediately, obviously unwilling to be the unlucky guy. Little did they know that Jia Huan's gun had no ammunition at the moment, and it was just an empty city tactic.

"Mr. Huan, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent times. In fact, there is no need to fight to the death. How about you give us the account book and we will let you go?" Feng En said in a deep voice.

Jia Huan suddenly said: "So you really came here for this account book. Tell me, who sent you here? Is it Feng Ziying or someone else?"

"Master Huan, you are extremely smart, but I advise you not to delay and hand over the account books as soon as possible. This will be good for you and us. Otherwise, don't blame the slave for being rude." Feng Bao said in a ferocious voice. Feng Bao and Feng En were obviously a little anxious, and began to take risks again and approached Jia Huan.

Although Jia Huan looked calm and composed on the surface, his palms were soaked with cold sweat at this moment, because he knew very well that what he was holding was just a fire stick.

Seeing the two men getting closer and closer, Jia Huan became worried, pointed his gun at Feng En and pulled the trigger, because this man had weapons in his hands, while Feng Bao had empty hands and was relatively less dangerous.

Feng En was naturally afraid of death. Seeing Jia Huan shoot at him, he was so frightened that he rolled on the spot. Feng Bao took the opportunity to fly towards Jia Huan. Unexpectedly, Jia Huan's shot was just a fake action, and he suddenly shot with his backhand. He threw the double-barreled short gun towards Feng Baodou's face.

This operation was really a bit outrageous, so Feng Baozheng pounced on him with all his strength. Unexpectedly, Jia Huan was so ungrateful in martial arts, and would make noises in the fight, and was hit in the face on the spot.

There was a crisp click, and Feng Bao's nose bone was broken on the spot. The double-barreled short gun was made of copper, and its weight was not light.

"Oh!" Feng Bao screamed, with tears, snot, and nosebleeds pouring out. He fell to the ground and screamed in pain, while Jia Huan had already taken the opportunity to run towards the courtyard gate.

Only then did Feng En realize that he had been fooled, and he chased after him with a knife. Feng Bao endured the severe pain of a broken nose, picked up the double-barreled short gun on the ground, pointed it at Jia Huan's back and pulled the trigger. What happened? No, it turns out that the gun hasn't even been wound up.

Damn it, I've been fooled again. This musket is not loaded with ammunition at all. What a cunning boy!
Feng Bao screamed in anger, threw the short gun to the ground, covered his nose and started chasing after him.

At this moment, the benefits of regular exercise were finally revealed. Jia Huan rushed out of the vegetable garden with strong steps, but before he could rejoice, he bumped into someone who was coming towards him.

bang...

Jia Huan groaned and almost fell down. The person who came was very strong and nearly a head taller than him.

"Brother Huan, what happened?" The visitor helped Jia Huan and asked.

Jia Huan was shocked. It turned out that the person who came was none other than Feng Ziying. It was over. Wasn't this sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?
However, a strange scene happened. Feng Bao and Feng En, who were chasing after them, stopped when they saw Feng Ziying, and their expressions changed.

Feng Ziying was stunned for a moment, then continued to frown: "Feng Baofeng En, what are you doing here? What was the sound of fighting just now?"

Feng Bao and Feng En looked at each other, and the latter said solemnly: "Uncle Feng, get out of the way. This is none of your business. As long as Master Huan hands over the account book, everything will be fine."

Feng Ziying was stunned again, and then her face slowly darkened. She pulled out her sword and said, "I have long noticed that something is wrong with you two. Daqing is a spy lurking in our Feng family. Brother Huan, please stay back and wait for me to clean up the house." ”

Jia Huan said nothing, but glanced at Feng Ziying thoughtfully, and then retreated behind him.

Feng Ziying stared at Feng Bao and Feng En, and said coldly: "Tell me, who assigned you to lurk in my Feng family, and who ordered you to assassinate Brother Huan and seize the account books?"

Feng En frowned and said, "Master, you don't have to ask. Knowing too much is not good for you."

Without saying a word, Feng Ziying strode forward and swung the sword several times. Feng Bao had no weapon in his hand, and the bridge of his nose was broken again. Without paying attention, one of his legs was removed on the spot, and he fell miserably in a pool of blood. Call.

Feng En was furious when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "Since the master is forcing me to do this, don't blame me for being rude!"

Feng En roared and slashed at Feng Ziying with his knife. The latter had no expression on his face and struck Feng En with his knife. At the same time, he kicked Feng En in the abdomen.

Bang!
Feng En immediately groaned and fell to the ground. Compared with Feng Ziying, his skills were obviously far behind.

Feng Ziying strode forward and was about to subdue him, but the latter suddenly slashed his neck with a knife and killed himself.

(End of this chapter)