Chapter 22: House of Flying Daggers (3)
"Someone comes to kill him!"
"Kill him!"
At Dorobel's order, more than a dozen masters rushed towards Ning Xiu with murderous aura, and he turned around and ran out. He never thought that a person's martial arts could be so powerful.
Is this going to fight against a hundred?
Moreover, this person is not afraid of firearms, even the master may not be able to do it, right?
But even so, you will still die today!
There was a hint of madness in Dorobel's eyes. Whether it was the old guy or the little monster, you were going to die!
The dead soldiers raised by Dorobel were fearless and the musketeers were covering the darkness, so they really stopped Ning Xiu's steps for a moment.
The musket is not as useless as Dorobel thinks. As long as it is still a flesh and blood body, there is no reason not to be afraid of muskets. But in this chaotic scene at the moment, the function of muskets is really limited.
Even the so-called "sharpshooter" could not aim at Ning Xiu in this situation.
The battle between the two sides was full of blood and guns.
There is no warmth at all, there is only bloody battle.
No matter how strong Ning Xiu was, after a hard battle, he was already covered in blood. He couldn't tell who his blood was. The soul-breaking gun in his hand was still bleeding down, and the silver-white necklace was dyed red.
Cold corpses were lying all over his body.
He raised his head.
At this time, Dorobel had already run out of the restaurant and suddenly stopped running. He stood at the door and watched Ning Xiu laugh unrestrainedly. Then he waved his right hand and countless officers and soldiers poured in from outside.
In order to seek insurance, he also pre-set a team of private soldiers outside the restaurant.
The number is hundreds of people.
With this team of private soldiers in there, Dorobel stepped into the restaurant again.
At this time, Ning Xiu's body was almost at its limit. He was originally planning to rely on the Soul of Taotie to fight to support the war, but now it seems that devouring cannot heal the wound, and the effect of improving physical fitness has also begun to slow down.
If it really doesn't work, he can only return, but he just couldn't kill that scum. After all, he was unwilling to accept it.
He stared at Dorobel in the distance, like a tiger.
"Ning Xiu lay down!"
At this moment, a clear voice came from behind, and Ning Xiu chose to lie down without any hesitation.
There was a loud bang. It was deafening.
In the restaurant lobby, it is like the spreading wings of a butterfly.
The flames bloomed, and the rolling smoke and dust rose, covering almost everyone present. The next second, blood and minced meat soared into the sky, and gravel chips splattered out of the head and face.
The restaurant suddenly exploded.
The pillars cracked, the restaurant began to collapse, and the scene turned into a sea of fire.
Ning Xiu pulled open the gravel covering his body, turned around and found that Li Qingyi and Li Zhongtang were hiding in the same corner, with a wooden pillar supporting him on his head, which was nothing serious.
This crazy girl actually buried explosives in the restaurant in advance.
What happened tonight was really unexpected.
Everyone went to the banquet with their own purposes. No wonder Ning Xiu got rid of Li Qingyi and brought his soul-breaking gun into the restaurant before, the other party agreed without hesitation.
Ning Xiu knew the enemy that Li Qingyi said, and it was Viscount Buck.
How much hatred is that I want to crush it and extinguish it.
But this undoubtedly saved Ning Xiu.
Almost no one survived. Dorobel was far away. He was lucky and was rushed out of the restaurant by the aftermath of the explosion.
His head and neck were also bloody at this time, and one ear was shattered by splashed gravel and fell to the ground.
But finally a life was saved.
Restaurant, in the sea of fire.
Ning Xiu glanced outside the house, then looked back, but he chose to turn around after all.
Save people!
It's just that this is obviously not a wise choice.
There was a fire between the two sides.
"You don't have to worry about us!"
"Little brother, Miss Li is right. It is the most important to save your own life. Then tell the world the truth about it, otherwise the Chinese martial arts will be completely linked with the bandits in the future."
The voices of Li Qingyi and Li Zhongtang came from the sea of fire.
Ning Xiu showed a disdainful smile on his face and casually tied the Soul-Breaking Spear behind him: "The truth? Lord Zhongtang, only if you are alive can there be the truth in this matter."
"As for the original truth of the matter, it doesn't matter."
Ning Xiu took a deep breath, turned around and rushed into the sea of fire.
......
The explosion in the restaurant finally attracted the attention of pedestrians.
The pedestrians passing by stopped and looked at Dorobel who was lying motionless in the middle of the road. No one dared to step forward.
"It moved, that person moved."
Someone shouted in the crowd.
Dorobel shook his head, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, sat on the ground, looked at the restaurant behind him in the sea of fire, and suddenly laughed.
The laughter was low at first, but gradually became bigger, and finally it could be heard throughout the street. With his ragged clothes, he looked like a lunatic.
"That person is crazy..."
"Shh, whisper, don't cause trouble."
......
"Whoever lives to the end will be the winner."
Although the process is a bit unexpected, as long as the ending is good, everything doesn't matter.
Dorobel was very happy, and all his emotions were released with this burst of laughter.
To be honest, for a moment, he was really scared.
But he doesn't know that if the matter ends with a tragic ending, the more mentally retarded you smile, the more sad the ending becomes.
"Someone, somebody came out of the fire."
Someone shouted in the crowd.
Dorobel raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief, and the smile in his eyes instantly frozen. He quickly got up from the ground without falling down. After trying a few times, he finally staggered.
The will to survive gave him the power to transcend the limit.
"I am Dorobel of the Qing Dynasty. Who helped me stop the bandit behind me and rewarded tens of thousands of taels of silver."
He staggered forward while shouting loudly.
No one came forward to help the scene.
Ning Xiu helped Li Zhongtang and Li Qingyi out of the sea of fire and saw Dorobel. He originally thought Dorobel had been buried in the explosion.
This life is really good. It turns out that bad people have been left with thousands of years.
Ning Xiu helped the two of them to a safe place and put them down and began to walk towards Dorobel.
At this moment, a team of dozens of people rushed towards them in a huge direction. This time point was too coincidental, and it only made people feel that it was an ambush arranged by Dorobel again.
Sure enough, when the soldiers saw Ning Xiu, they unsheathed the steel knife in their hands and surrounded him.
Dorobel, who had saved his life, looked at Ning Xiu with a gloomy face and showed the winner's smile.
"Put down your weapons for me, this is my savior!"
A voice sounded from behind.
The voice was calm and he was powerful without anger. The person who spoke was Li Zhongtang behind him.
After a sudden change, the old man, who was over 60 years old, still had no panic on his face. The leading guard saw Li Zhongtang clearly and hurried forward to salute.
"Welcome to the Lord of the Central Hall. The officials are late to rescue him. I hope to forgive me."
Chapter completed!