Merry God in the city

(The second update today, the third update at 6:[-] pm. If you like it, the fourth update tonight. I hope you collect your votes and support the glasses.) Koizumi Liushui’s family, a verdant bamboo forest that is rare in Shandong, unexpectedly appeared on a hill under.The high wall surrounds the bamboo forest, through which one corner of the villa can be vaguely seen.This is said to be the location of a certain division of the Jinan Military Region.

Wu Chengcai, commander-in-chief of the Jinan Military Region, lives here.

Although Mr. Wu usually stays in the military region most of the time, he will come here to relax and rest for a few days every month.The most important thing is that there is another little rascal who got bored in the military area and clamored to come out.

Thinking of that little rascal, Mr. Wu, who was slowly walking in the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back, had a smile on his lips.His wife passed away early, his sons and daughters had already married and started their own businesses, and with his special status, he lost the feeling of a warm home in his later years.If Little Naughty hadn't been with him for the past two years, Mr. Wu felt that he might leave alone.

"Arguing to come out, but after a while, I went to sleep again. Little girl, it's really troublesome." Wu Lao laughed, thinking of the little naughty prank, he shook his head helplessly.Little did he know that there were several pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark.

A breeze blew by, and a few bamboo leaves fell with the wind, falling in front of Wu Chengcai.Wu Chengcai flicked it away, and the situation suddenly changed.A faint cold light flashed under the bamboo leaves, piercing his throat.

The old man was indeed an old soldier who had been trained for many years. With a loud shout, he struck out with both palms.A gust of wind whizzed past out of nowhere, and a dozen green bamboos on the opposite side were directly blown to pieces.

"Fuck, this old man is not simple." With a low shout, several black shadows sprang out from the ground and rushed over in the air.

"Old man, die!" I saw a ray of cold light shoot out like a shooting star, and it arrived in a flash, stabbing in front of Old Wu in an instant.Wu Chengcai retreated quickly, and at the same time his palms flew up, striking out one after another terrifying palm wind.But the assassin was like a swift in a strong wind, still following closely.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out in the bamboo forest, and several big men in black clothes appeared behind Mr. Wu.At the same time, several automatic rifles slammed the triggers on the assassin.

Seeing the guards approaching, Wu Chengcai was displeased and shouted, "Quickly retreat, this guy is beyond the reach of guns." Before he finished speaking, he saw the silver light flashing on the assassin's body, and only heard a crisp sound.It turned out to use a long sword to count all the bullets at the moment, and reflect a few bullets back.

The guards who had just arrived grunted, and a hole appeared in their throats.

The remaining few big men were terrified, and hurriedly escorted Wu Chengcai and fled to the villa.He only heard the sound of gunshots nearby, thinking that the nearby guards had already exchanged fire with the assassin.Wu Chengcai knew in his heart that judging by the strength of the assassin just now, it was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers.That is an existence that has surpassed the limits of ordinary human bodies just like him.

Seeing Wu Chengcai fleeing, the assassin sneered, tapped his toes on the falling bamboo leaves, and flew tens of meters to follow Wu Chengcai in an instant.A guard roared and was about to shoot with his backhand.Wu Chengcai snatched the pistol from the guard's hand, shook the pistol lightly with both hands, and directly held the pistol into an iron ball, and then hit it out with a backhand palm.

The iron ball was like a cannonball fired from its chamber, and with a sharp whistling sound, it actually gave off a faint golden light.The assassin was taken aback, and hastily withdrew his sword to block it.There was only a loud bang, and the iron ball exploded.

Seeing the blood raining meat pieces flying all over the sky, Wu Chengcai, who had already pushed the guard beside him to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".Just now he fought with all his internal strength, but he didn't expect that the assassin could shoot a sword energy when he was dying. He urged himself to resist with the last trace of true energy, but he was still seriously injured.

The backs of those big men were also bloody, but they seemed to have no feeling.Carrying Wu Chengcai on his back, he rushed into the villa quickly and closed the door tightly.

Wu Chengcai panted and said, "Today seems to be my limit. With the skill of the assassin just now, even if there are hundreds more people, it will not be able to stop it."

Seeing the skills of the commander-in-chief and the assassin just now, the guards were surprised and puzzled, but they still took out guns from the hidden compartment of the villa and guarded them all around.

Wu Chengcai sighed as he looked at these dedicated guards.It turned out that when Xiaoniao said that he was very good at practicing this **, he didn't take it seriously.I didn't expect to be able to save my life today, and I didn't expect that the world would really have such a powerful kung fu.

"Where's Xiaowen? How's she doing now?" Wu Chengcai gasped, thinking of the safety of the little rascal, and asked hastily.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wu. Miss has been sent to the basement by several other brothers, and she should be safe now." A guard replied.Another guard said in a deep voice, "Mr. Wu, the rescue signal can't be sent out. The assassin should have cut off the telephone line and blocked the nearby signals." Then, he glanced at Wu Chengcai.

Wu Chengcai closed his eyes. He knew what the guard wanted to say.This is a military restricted area, and there are no other ordinary residential areas nearby.Even if some passers-by occasionally heard gunshots, they might think it was another military exercise.

This time it really fell into a dead end.

It wasn't that Wu Chengcai was not careful, he was near the Jinan Military Region, and he brought hundreds of guards with him.Who would have thought that an assassin would be so frenzied and have such terrifying strength.

Now Wu Chengcai only hopes that the assassin he killed just now is the most powerful, and the other gangsters are just at the level of ordinary people.

The sound of the gun battle outside the villa gradually died down, while the people inside the villa became more and more nervous.Suddenly, there were a few crisp strings outside the door, and then the solid door that was blocked by several sofas exploded into countless fragments flying.

The guards quickly pulled the trigger, and several tongues of flame sprayed out the door.There were a few more strings, and the heads of all the guards flew up suddenly, and then fell to the floor.

Blood spurted out.

Wu Chengcai's face turned pale, looking at the assassin who slowly walked into the door.The assassin's long bangs covered half of his face, and a black mask covered the lower half of his face.She was dressed in a light blue gown, holding an iron pipa in her arms.

"Who are you guys?" Wu Chengcai opened his lips and asked dryly.

The assassin said indifferently: "Unexpectedly, Commander Wu's kung fu is so good. Not only did our assassination plan fail, but also one of my subordinates was damaged. But, forget it, you will stop here anyway. As for us Who is it, you will naturally understand when you arrive at the underworld."

A string sounded.

Looking at Wu Chengcai's body lying on the sofa, the assassin frowned and murmured, "Strange, where did this old man learn his kung fu? According to our investigation, no one from the Secret Service was found?"

"His kung fu was taught by me."

"En?" The assassin froze suddenly, and after a while, he turned around slowly.I saw a very cute little girl who looked no more than ** years old, wearing a green princess dress, with two long braids, standing outside the door and looking at him coldly.

"En? Little sister, you are Commander Wu's granddaughter Wenwen, right? What did you just say?" The assassin looked at the little girl with a smile, but one hand was already on the strings.

"I said Grandpa Wu's kung fu was taught by me."

"Oh, is it?"

"Grandpa Wu and these uncles were all killed by you?"

The assassin nodded: "That's right."

Wen Wen stared at the assassin, and suddenly smiled sweetly: "Then, go to hell!" Before she finished speaking, she flew up suddenly and pointed at the assassin's throat.

Seeing Wenwen's smile, the assassin suddenly felt confused for some reason, and wanted to just fall into a deep sleep.In a trance, his eyes slowly closed, and his hands were slowly lowered.But a piercing murderous intent immediately woke him up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pink and tender little finger pointing in front of him.

With a "bang", half of the iron pipa in the assassin's hand was broken, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.But Xiao Wenwen saw that she missed a hit, and then flew into the bamboo forest and disappeared without a trace.

"Fuck, what is the background of that little girl?" The assassin looked at the iron pipa that was only half in his hand, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a small mouthful of blood.

"Chengtou, what happened?" A dozen men in black appeared outside the door.Seeing his subordinate appear, the assassin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "I have eliminated the target, did the little girl catch it?"

The men in black looked at each other, and after a while, one of them said hesitantly: "The five brothers went to capture that little girl. They should have caught it easily. But just now we found out that the five brothers are all dead."

The assassin closed his eyes, let out a long breath, then opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Clean up the scene, send a notice to the higher-ups, and we must catch that little girl. Here, there must be no survivors."

At this time, Mo Xing, who was cleaning the toilet in the women's toilet, sneezed violently, shook his head, muttered something in a low voice, then buried his head and continued to work.