The last emperor

Chapter 192 Kill Without Amnesty
Several Destroyers who came out were killed and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. Chen Lie pulled out the gun from the leader's back and was about to rush in. Suddenly he saw a group of people in the courtyard rushing towards them, and the leaders still held pistols in their hands.

Seeing that all of their own people were killed at the gate, these people immediately raised their guns and shot at Chen Lie who was about to run towards the gate.

Chen Lie hurriedly threw himself sideways, and rolled on the spot into the grassy forest by the side of the road, with the sand and gravel from the concrete road behind him splashing.

Shen Shen retracted his dagger, pulled out his pistol, raised his hand and knocked down one person with a single shot. The Destroyer immediately shot all of them at Shen Shen. There was a loud gunshot, and the steel bars on the gate were also cracked.

Chen Lie retreated safely to a low-lying place under the cover of Shen Shen, he rolled over his sore shoulder after pressing down, gritted his teeth and pulled out the pistol from his waist.

Shen Shen stepped aside and said, "Six pistols, all of them are poor marksmanship."

Chen Lie nodded and said: "However, we can't rush in because the gate is guarded on the opposite side. It seems that we can only wait for news from the castle master."

Zhang Jin walked all the way along the wall looking for a place to go up. When he walked, he saw a window on the second floor was open. He saw that no one was there, so he threw his claws up and dragged him quickly to climb in.

The room was messy, and there were blankets and other floor coverings on the floor for sleeping. It was probably the residence of some evildoers.

Hearing the gunshots outside, Zhang Jin knew that the two sides were fighting, but the gunshots sounded chaotic, which reassured him a lot.

With many years of combat experience in the past life, one can judge the level of strength of the shooter by hearing the gunshots. Now that the gunshots are ringing indiscriminately, shooting three people like this is obviously ordinary, and there is no marksmanship at all.

The Corpse Eye could see through the corridor, and even passed two rooms without seeing anyone, it seemed that they all ran outside to defend themselves.

Suddenly a woman's cry came from a room. He opened the eyes of the corpse and looked in. A golden silhouette of a man was riding on a thin woman, who was struggling hard.

Zhang Jin frowned, and pushed open the door quietly. The man was very strong, with a finger-thick gold chain hanging around his neck, and he was pulling the clothes of the woman under him with a lewd smile. .

The man didn't notice Zhang Jin's arrival at all, and suddenly felt a tightness in his neck. When he wanted to reach out to grab the gold chain, it was too late. The gold chain had already been strangled into the fat on his neck, and his whole body felt breathless instantly. difficult.

Zhang Jin tugged at the gold chain, the man grabbed it with both hands behind him, he stretched his hands back weakly, desperately trying to pull the gold chain from his neck.

"Don't you want to get up?" Zhang Jin said coldly.

The man's tongue stuck out from being strangled, his eyes were wide open, and he leaned back with great effort, his legs gradually moved away from the bed.

Zhang Jin abruptly tore the man away from the girl with a golden chain, and threw him to the ground with a sudden jerk.

The girl looked at all this in horror and was speechless, staring blankly at Zhang Jin who was wearing a black mask embroidered with red dogwood.

The man on the ground hurriedly tore away the gold chain strung in from his neck, rubbed his throat and breathed heavily, coughed a few times and felt better.

Zhang Jin stepped on his face and said coldly: "Where is the Archmage?"

The man who hadn't recovered from his shock was about to lose his soul when he was stepped on, and then realized that someone was going to kill him, and hurriedly said: "I'm just a guest, I haven't seen the archmage for several days , I don't know where."

"Did you bring the gun outside?" Zhang Jin asked while stepping on the man's face.

"It's...it's me, save your feet. I don't know where I offended you. If the archmage offended you, I'm really innocent. I'm just a guest here." The man hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Innocent?!" Zhang Jin sneered, "It's not up to you. Tell me where you came from and how many guns did you bring?"

The man was trampled on his face and couldn't move. He felt that his head was going to be squeezed out. In order to survive, he had to answer every question. He hurriedly said, "They came from Chengguan. There are nine pistols in total, and one was given to the archmage."

"Very good." As Zhang Jin said, he kicked the man's temple. Suddenly, the man's eyes were bloodshot, and he trembled for a while and became silent.

The girl on the bed panicked and got the pistol from the table beside the bed, holding the gun tremblingly at Zhang Jin, her face full of horror.

"Give me the gun." Zhang Jin looked at the girl's voice and said emotionlessly.

The girl shook her hands, and her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't pull the trigger. She was very scared. Her thin body was estimated to be eighteen or nineteen years old, and the skin on her body was torn, revealing the girl's tender and tight skin.

She looked into Zhang Jin's eyes, those eyes looked scary at first, but they didn't have any emotion, neither disgust nor tenderness nor cruelty.

For some reason, watching and watching, the girl suddenly calmed down, and handed the gun to Zhang Jin with both hands.

Zhang Jin took the gun and said, "Close the door and stay here for now."

The girl nodded. For some reason, she suddenly began to trust this stranger. After the other person went out, she quickly got out of bed and locked the door. Seeing the dead man with bloodshot eyes on the ground, he hid at the foot of the bed in fright, hugging his legs and shivering. trembling.

Most of the rooms on the second floor showed traces of occupancy, but they were all empty. Zhang Jin searched for the Archmage as he walked.

When they walked to the other end, there were five people in the Weiwei room, and one of them was sitting in a chair in front of a desk talking with several people.

"Guardian, the person who comes here also has a gun, who will come to make trouble?"

The protector in the chair smiled and said, "It's strange that we went out to arrest people and rob people, and no one came to seek revenge. Whoever it is, we have a lot of people, and now we have guns. What can a few survivors do to us?"

"The gunfire has been going on for a long time. I'm afraid the person who came is not good."

"Whatever, there are those bastards who are new to join us to worry about something. They want to be some kind of dharma king when they come here. They don't even become dharma kings. It's better to be killed."

"Hehe." The protector said with a smile, "You can't say that. If someone has a gun, he is qualified to ask for the Dharma king. This doesn't give him a chance to make meritorious deeds. Whether he can be regarded as a meritorious service depends on his ability."

"That's not sure. The fat pig caught a chick and went to kill it. Those men all have guns. The other party seems to be three people. I'm afraid they don't have the ability to shoot in."

"Even if we kill the vengeance seekers, so what. How many people have been arrested outside and how many meritorious deeds have been brought back by the guardians? The archmage's right-hand man is still the guardians."

Listening to the conversation of the people, Zhang Jin was sure that the Dharma protector seat inside was very high, and kicked the door open.

"Who the hell is so frizzy?" A person sitting at the door scolded immediately when he saw that the door was kicked open, but when he saw the person wearing a mask with an unfamiliar face, he stood up immediately.

Zhang Jin raised his hand and shot through his forehead. The others realized that something was wrong and hurriedly raised their knives and sticks from their sides to fight back, but there were three gunshots, and the three evildoers shot one by one without holding on to their weapons. Fell in a pool of blood.

The protector panicked and wanted to escape from the chair. Seeing Zhang Jin pointing a gun at him, he hurriedly sat back and said with cold sweat, "My friend has something to say slowly. I don't know where I offended my friend. Let me know."

"Where is the Archmage?" Zhang Jin asked coldly.

The protector looked at those cold eyes and knew that he was doomed, so he smiled and said: "In the building opposite." But he quietly stretched his hand under the table.

Phew, a sword shadow flashed by.

After Zhang Jin finished asking, he picked up the machete on the table with his left hand and instantly slashed at the neck of the guardian, slammed. As soon as the guardian touched the knife hidden under the table, his neck felt ice, and his throat was cut open like a pig, spraying He fell down on the table with blood on his body.

Even if Zhang Jin doesn't have corpse eyes, don't try to use this kind of small trick. Since he has murderous intentions, he will never give you a chance to survive.

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