City Marshal

The heavy rain is confused, concealing the deadly arrow.

Countless rainstorm-like arrows shot out continuously from the dark night, whizzing, and the whistling wind disappeared without a trace in an instant, making it look extraordinarily terrifying. From time to time, there were muffled howls caused by favorable arrows, but those unfortunate arrows did not die The people who were present fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

There are 30 people crowded in the hall of more than 50 square meters, which is an absolute target for attackers. As long as a sharp arrow is shot into the floor-to-ceiling glass window, someone will scream and fall to the ground, even if the lama wants to wave it down, panic The coal second generation will also knock them over, and let the sharp arrows take their lives.

Don't be afraid of enemies like wolves, but teammates like pigs.

A sharp arrow sounded muffled like a coffin being nailed into wood, making this miserable and rainy night even more terrifying. Fortunately, Meiduo Zhuoma and Baima Zhaxi were still awake, and while directing the second generation of coal workers to turn over from the balcony to Downstairs, let the lama put the sofa and table across the hole to block the attack.

Of course, Medo Dolma and the others would not be so foolish as to think that there is no danger in blocking the entrance of the cave. The long-range shot of the sharp arrow is just a pre-emptive strike after the other party is discovered by themselves. The fight in the rainy night was considered to have completely kicked off.

So after blocking the hole, Baima Zhaxi and the others quickly fell off the balcony.

After paying the price of 15 people, the position of Mei Duo Zhuoma and others was considered stable. Qi Qi stood in the rain and stood on guard. They didn't run around or rush out of the gate. Who knows if there are any enemies in the dark?The best way is to stick together and wait for the central government to dispatch elites.

"Shuai Jun is crazy!"

Baima Zhaxi shot out anger in his eyes, and held the Tibetan knife: "It's even a revenge, I let the central government destroy them."

With a wave of Medo Dolma's hand, the remaining fourteen lamas formed an formation to stabilize their positions. At the same time, they also asked the bodyguards to disperse within a certain range so as not to be targets. The patrolling police were transferred to guard the door to prevent any enemies from coming Killing people at the gate, she commanded well and immediately calmed people's hearts.

At this moment, a group of men in black slipped down from the roof quietly.

At the same time, more than a dozen black-clothed figures appeared from around the house like ghosts. The muddy ones looked extremely hideous, like devils that suddenly sprang out of hell, exuding a terrifying aura, although the night was dark , the rain is vast, but they are murderous.

The weapon in his hand is still like a firefly in the dark night, shining with a faint cold light

Then, like ghosts, these black-clothed men swiftly but silently fanned out to Medo Dolma and the others. The light of the knives in their hands, the speed at which they were running, and the occasional flashes of eagle-like sharp eyes all made them feel like a ghost. Let Baima Zhaxi and the others feel the breath of death.

"You handsome army really don't want to die."

Baima Zhaxi kept holding the Tibetan knife, and his eyes showed the fighting spirit of a trapped beast. At this moment, he was like a Tibetan mastiff, and he had to take on the responsibility of protecting property and women, so he moved to the front and shouted: "If I don't die , we must kill all Shuaijun!"

No one answered him, the man in black just approached slowly.

"Let go... ah, ah!"

The policemen who found the man in black turned their guns and wanted to tell him to put down their weapons, but just after shouting a few words, a figure flashed from behind them. He held an awl in his hand, a sharp black awl.

He was very gloomy and cold, as cold as an awl.

Before Meiduo Zhuoma had time to shout, he stabbed more than a dozen cones coldly, and the speed was too fast to form a beam of light, which was accurate, clean, and stable. , but when it is simple to the extreme, it becomes a certain realm.

From the time the leading police officer yelled out to the time when the opponent stabbed all the policemen in front of him to death, it was only the time to flick his sleeves. In the rain, there were corpses lying behind the middle-aged man, and the blood had just flowed from the throats of those corpses. It gushes out and is washed away by the rain.

Medo Dolma frowned slightly: "I seem to know him."

Baima Zhaxi also thought hard, completely ignoring the men in black who surrounded him.

At this moment, the bald-headed middle-aged man is slowly walking towards this side. During the killing process, his speed has not changed at all, and the pace of his two feet moving forward in the rain is still so stable, as if he has not been hindered by anything. Walking through the rain, killing people all the way...

He doesn't have the chicness of a peerless master, and he doesn't give Medo Dolma a feeling of contempt for the common people. They just feel cold, very cold, because this person's shots are so stable, so stable to an incomparably indifferent level, he doesn't have a gorgeous Momentum, only simple movements.

A bodyguard couldn't hold back his fear and raised his hand to attack.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the arm was raised, the black awl was lightly nailed into his face. The action seemed simple, but in fact it was shocking. It was enough to make everyone who saw this scene completely lose any confidence in being an enemy. The legs of the bodyguards surrounded by men couldn't stop shaking.

When the bodyguard's body fell, the middle-aged man happened to be standing in front of Medo Dolma and the others.

Medo Dolma and Baima Tashi shouted in unison: "Tibetan Lord?"

Zangzhu, the housekeeper next to ****, it is rumored that he was a well-known accountant when he followed ****, he can guess the distance between the legs by scanning the steps of ordinary people, and he can even visually measure the height of any building, never the slightest By mistake, **** also relied on him to escape countless pursuits.

He has always been by the **** side, Medo Dolma did not expect him to appear here.

"Unexpectedly, I left China for 21 years, three months, eight days and thirteen hours!"

The bald middle-aged man smiled lightly: "I didn't expect Tibetans to remember me."

After getting their identities confirmed, the faces of more than a dozen lamas changed drastically, obviously they were particularly afraid of this big devil, but Baima Zhaxi sneered, holding a sharp Tibetan knife and said: "Of course I remember you, there are still photos of you in the house." , said Father, unless he sees you eaten by a vulture."

"Otherwise, your portrait will be nailed to the wall forever."

The bald middle-aged man bowed slightly, 75 degrees: "Thank you!"

"Last night's car accident was brewed by you!"

Medo Dolma seemed to have figured something out, and shouted out of her mind: "You first lure Chutian to attack us in anger, and then let the central government take down Chutian and monitor Shuaijun, so that the central government and Shuaijun have no time to pay attention. Us, so that you can attack me and my brother? Isn't it?"

The four major protectors of the Tibetan Palace and the loyal forces of the second generation of coal were cut to pieces by Chutian in the morning, making it impossible for them to gather enough strength. Moreover, Chutian and the central government will also compete with each other because of this incident. , there will not be many people paying attention to Qingzang Mountain Villa.

Therefore, once Tibetan independence elements attack, the winning rate is much higher.

"You guessed something wrong, but you were also right."

The bald-headed middle-aged man frowned, and then sighed: "But no matter what, you two brothers and sisters will die here. Only when you die can Chu Tian be blamed, and the Tibetan King's Mansion will join forces with Shanxi's rich man to take the central government's responsibility." Fairness, Shuai Jun will be destroyed because of this."

"And the Tibetan area will have the opportunity to reunite, and we will be able to welcome back independence."

Baima Zhaxi bit his lip and said with a murderous look, "Dream!"

"Stop talking, let's go."

The bald middle-aged man touched the black awl, his face was indifferent: "Kill them!"

When dozens of men in black clenched their machetes and stepped forward, whoosh!There was a sharp sound distinguishing between wind and rain, and a black arrow broke away from the tight bowstring at this moment, and suddenly the speed increased to the peak, tearing the rain in the air, and shot at the bald middle-aged man standing alone in the middle.

The ruthless face of the middle-aged man shook, and he swung the awl with his backhand.

A black arrow was swept down in the rain, and the middle-aged man's arm went numb.

"Baldhead, you have a trick."

A voice sounded faintly through the wind and rain: "No wonder he dared to plot against me with Xiao Lianzi. Why, **** doesn't play with Chen Taishan anymore?"

In the astonishment of Medo Dolma and others, a young man came out. At this moment, although there were lights everywhere, the sky was still dark, but the young man seemed to gather thousands of lights on him, walking step by step, The body that is as straight as a gun has a myriad of appearances.

Mei Duo Zhuoma screamed: "Chu Tian!"

Chu Tian picked up a flower and smiled like a flower.

The sky is full of wind and rain, and the Sri Lankan people are independent. Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go.The heavy rain is confused, concealing the deadly arrow.

Countless rainstorm-like arrows shot out continuously from the dark night, whizzing, and the whistling wind disappeared without a trace in an instant, making it look extraordinarily terrifying. From time to time, there were muffled howls caused by favorable arrows, but those unfortunate arrows did not die The people who were present fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

There are 30 people crowded in the hall of more than 50 square meters, which is an absolute target for attackers. As long as a sharp arrow is shot into the floor-to-ceiling glass window, someone will scream and fall to the ground, even if the lama wants to wave it down, panic The coal second generation will also knock them over, and let the sharp arrows take their lives.

Don't be afraid of enemies like wolves, but teammates like pigs.

A sharp arrow sounded muffled like a coffin being nailed into wood, making this miserable and rainy night even more terrifying. Fortunately, Meiduo Zhuoma and Baima Zhaxi were still awake, and while directing the second generation of coal workers to turn over from the balcony to Downstairs, let the lama put the sofa and table across the hole to block the attack.

Of course, Medo Dolma and the others would not be so foolish as to think that there is no danger in blocking the entrance of the cave. The long-range shot of the sharp arrow is just a pre-emptive strike after the other party is discovered by themselves. The fight in the rainy night was considered to have completely kicked off.

So after blocking the hole, Baima Zhaxi and the others quickly fell off the balcony.

After paying the price of 15 people, the position of Mei Duo Zhuoma and others was considered stable. Qi Qi stood in the rain and stood on guard. They didn't run around or rush out of the gate. Who knows if there are any enemies in the dark?The best way is to stick together and wait for the central government to dispatch elites.

"Shuai Jun is crazy!"

Baima Zhaxi shot out anger in his eyes, and held the Tibetan knife: "It's even a revenge, I let the central government destroy them."

With a wave of Medo Dolma's hand, the remaining fourteen lamas formed an formation to stabilize their positions. At the same time, they also asked the bodyguards to disperse within a certain range so as not to be targets. The patrolling police were transferred to guard the door to prevent any enemies from coming Killing people at the gate, she commanded well and immediately calmed people's hearts.

At this moment, a group of men in black slipped down from the roof quietly.

At the same time, more than a dozen black-clothed figures appeared from around the house like ghosts. The muddy ones looked extremely hideous, like devils that suddenly sprang out of hell, exuding a terrifying aura, although the night was dark , the rain is vast, but they are murderous.

The weapon in his hand is still like a firefly in the dark night, shining with a faint cold light

Then, like ghosts, these black-clothed men swiftly but silently fanned out to Medo Dolma and the others. The light of the knives in their hands, the speed at which they were running, and the occasional flashes of eagle-like sharp eyes all made them feel like a ghost. Let Baima Zhaxi and the others feel the breath of death.

"You handsome army really don't want to die."

Baima Zhaxi kept holding the Tibetan knife, and his eyes showed the fighting spirit of a trapped beast. At this moment, he was like a Tibetan mastiff, and he had to take on the responsibility of protecting property and women, so he moved to the front and shouted: "If I don't die , we must kill all Shuaijun!"

No one answered him, the man in black just approached slowly.

"Let go... ah, ah!"

The policemen who found the man in black turned their guns and wanted to tell him to put down their weapons, but just after shouting a few words, a figure flashed from behind them. He held an awl in his hand, a sharp black awl.

He was very gloomy and cold, as cold as an awl.

Before Meiduo Zhuoma had time to shout, he stabbed more than a dozen cones coldly, and the speed was too fast to form a beam of light, which was accurate, clean, and stable. , but when it is simple to the extreme, it becomes a certain realm.

From the time the leading police officer yelled out to the time when the opponent stabbed all the policemen in front of him to death, it was only the time to flick his sleeves. In the rain, there were corpses lying behind the middle-aged man, and the blood had just flowed from the throats of those corpses. It gushes out and is washed away by the rain.

Medo Dolma frowned slightly: "I seem to know him."

Baima Zhaxi also thought hard, completely ignoring the men in black who surrounded him.

At this moment, the bald-headed middle-aged man is slowly walking towards this side. During the killing process, his speed has not changed at all, and the pace of his two feet moving forward in the rain is still so stable, as if he has not been hindered by anything. Walking through the rain, killing people all the way...

He doesn't have the chicness of a peerless master, and he doesn't give Medo Dolma a feeling of contempt for the common people. They just feel cold, very cold, because this person's shots are so stable, so stable to an incomparably indifferent level, he doesn't have a gorgeous Momentum, only simple movements.

A bodyguard couldn't hold back his fear and raised his hand to attack.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the arm was raised, the black awl was lightly nailed into his face. The action seemed simple, but in fact it was shocking. It was enough to make everyone who saw this scene completely lose any confidence in being an enemy. The legs of the bodyguards surrounded by men couldn't stop shaking.

When the bodyguard's body fell, the middle-aged man happened to be standing in front of Medo Dolma and the others.

Medo Dolma and Baima Tashi shouted in unison: "Tibetan Lord?"

Zangzhu, the housekeeper next to ****, it is rumored that he was a well-known accountant when he followed ****, he can guess the distance between the legs by scanning the steps of ordinary people, and he can even visually measure the height of any building, never the slightest By mistake, **** also relied on him to escape countless pursuits.

He has always been by the **** side, Medo Dolma did not expect him to appear here.

"Unexpectedly, I left China for 21 years, three months, eight days and thirteen hours!"

The bald middle-aged man smiled lightly: "I didn't expect Tibetans to remember me."

After getting their identities confirmed, the faces of more than a dozen lamas changed drastically, obviously they were particularly afraid of this big devil, but Baima Zhaxi sneered, holding a sharp Tibetan knife and said: "Of course I remember you, there are still photos of you in the house." , said Father, unless he sees you eaten by a vulture."

"Otherwise, your portrait will be nailed to the wall forever."

The bald middle-aged man bowed slightly, 75 degrees: "Thank you!"

"Last night's car accident was brewed by you!"

Medo Dolma seemed to have figured something out, and shouted out of her mind: "You first lure Chutian to attack us in anger, and then let the central government take down Chutian and monitor Shuaijun, so that the central government and Shuaijun have no time to pay attention. Us, so that you can attack me and my brother? Isn't it?"

The four major protectors of the Tibetan Palace and the loyal forces of the second generation of coal were cut to pieces by Chutian in the morning, making it impossible for them to gather enough strength. Moreover, Chutian and the central government will also compete with each other because of this incident. , there will not be many people paying attention to Qingzang Mountain Villa.

Therefore, once Tibetan independence elements attack, the winning rate is much higher.

"You guessed something wrong, but you were also right."

The bald-headed middle-aged man frowned, and then sighed: "But no matter what, you two brothers and sisters will die here. Only when you die can Chu Tian be blamed, and the Tibetan King's Mansion will join forces with Shanxi's rich man to take the central government's responsibility." Fairness, Shuai Jun will be destroyed because of this."

"And the Tibetan area will have the opportunity to reunite, and we will be able to welcome back independence."

Baima Zhaxi bit his lip and said with a murderous look, "Dream!"

"Stop talking, let's go."

The bald middle-aged man touched the black awl, his face was indifferent: "Kill them!"

When dozens of men in black clenched their machetes and stepped forward, whoosh!There was a sharp sound distinguishing between wind and rain, and a black arrow broke away from the tight bowstring at this moment, and suddenly the speed increased to the peak, tearing the rain in the air, and shot at the bald middle-aged man standing alone in the middle.

The ruthless face of the middle-aged man shook, and he swung the awl with his backhand.

A black arrow was swept down in the rain, and the middle-aged man's arm went numb.

"Baldhead, you have a trick."

A voice sounded faintly through the wind and rain: "No wonder he dared to plot against me with Xiao Lianzi. Why, **** doesn't play with Chen Taishan anymore?"

In the astonishment of Medo Dolma and others, a young man came out. At this moment, although there were lights everywhere, the sky was still dark, but the young man seemed to gather thousands of lights on him, walking step by step, The body that is as straight as a gun has a myriad of appearances.

Mei Duo Zhuoma screamed: "Chu Tian!"

Chu Tian picked up a flower and smiled like a flower.

The sky is full of wind and rain, and the Sri Lankan people are independent. Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go.