1192. Distance meter
Nalanhong subconsciously looked back and I looked at Meihui again. My heart was also tight. Tong Jiefang was right. This man's city was too deep. He knew that he couldn't attack by force, so he used psychological tactics. We are indeed not.
The descendants of the Eight Banners are also the last outsiders who should enter the Dragon Line of the Qing Dynasty. Instead of fighting each other, it is better for the two sides to cooperate sincerely and get rid of us first.
"Xiaolan...you..." I dragged Mouse and Meihui and subconsciously took two steps back, holding the gun in my hand tighter.
Nalanhong smiled at me and then shook his head.
My psychological bottom line was completely destroyed, and I pointed the gun at Nalanhong.
"Brother Wushuang, don't do this. Nalan won't do that. He's not that kind of person. You have to believe him!" Haiyue hurriedly advised, fearing that conflicts would arise within us.
"I'm sorry, the situation is pressing and I have to guard against it."
"Haha... lend me Miss Meihui's hidden knife." Nalanhong smiled, and then to show his sincerity, he took off the light machine gun on his body and threw it to the mouse.
Haiyue took Meihui's hidden sword and handed it to Nalanhong. Everyone looked at Nalanhong and wondered what he was going to do.
"Mr. Nalan, what are you still hesitating about? The treasure of the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty is a treasure left by our ancestors to us descendants of the Eight Banners, and it is not for the gold captain!" Tong Jiefang asked Nalan Hong.
Nalanhong threw his shawl hair from behind to the front. He held a lock in his hand and cut it off with a Tibetan knife with his other hand. Then he handed the broken lock of hair to me through Haiyue's hand.
His flowing long hair is his lifeblood, and this move is also to break his loyalty.
I gave Mouse a wink and told him to give the gun back to him.
Nalanhong shouted at them: "Shibo's words are exactly what I want. However, since it is cooperation, why are you the only one who requests me but not your sincerity? If you want to cooperate, you can, then the Fucha family is our Ye He
My enemy! What if you kill him first in front of me and throw his head over, and I, Nalanhong, will immediately kill Wushuang with one shot?"
"This..." Tong Jiefang hesitated.
"Haha... You don't have any sincerity! Tsk, tsk, tsk, think about it, I have three holy objects in my hand!" Don't think Nalan Hong is stupid, this kid not only looks like a fox, but also has a sharp mind.
It was also as sharp as a fox. Nalanhong took advantage of him to think and aimed his gun at the forehead of one of their black figures.
Bang...
"Son! Dabao! My son! Nalanhong, you are so despicable!!!!! Give back my son's life!"
"Humph, we don't need fair and aboveboard means to deal with treacherous villains like you!" As he said that, Nalanhong and I fired bullets at Fu Qichao and Tong Jiefang.
Tong Jiefang is not a graceful person. He has a clear mind. Although his biological son was first appointed by Nalanhong, he also understands that it is difficult to fight with us with a semi-automatic rifle in his hand, so he immediately carried his son's body.
Turn around and run.
"Don't chase, don't chase the poor." Nalanhong and I said in unison. Of course, we were only talking about Meihui.
Meihui sat in the snow and cried on Lao Xie's body for a long time. Xie Guanbao was the last person to suppress treasures. He had never done anything earth-shattering in his life, nor was he as famous as the gold-touching sect. He could have relied on
With this skill, I can live a life without worries for food and clothing for the rest of my life. He has found countless treasures from heaven, spirit and earth, and has saved our lives many times. He once lied to me, and I also doubted him, and even let a mouse
Someone was sent to investigate him privately. In fact, now that I think about it, Xie Guanbao is a careless person. He only has his own lady in his heart. Like Nalan Rongbai, he is a loyal slave. Maybe for him, such a death is the real
Chapter completed!