When a guard leader and seven or eight decent men secretly touched Liu Lang's shop where he was hiding, the building was already empty.

"Look for me, look for it, and find the fat mouse for me." Gou Saiyu, who had already tried to have a fight with the fat officer, was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood.

Is there any sense of trust between people? What about three hundred people who agreed to pick?

Fortunately, in the face of the city gate of Yili Town, it is a commercial street seventy years later. The shops on both sides of the street have long been cleared by the Gou family, and the small vendors have already run away, and at least half of them are still the Gou family's own industries, so there is no need to consider too much about destruction.

The door smashed the door, the window drilled the window, and the door drilled the window, and amid the angry face of the head of the house, the three hundred guards rushed into the densely packed shops.

"Donkey, is that fat man getting holes? You all show me carefully." The leader of the guard wearing a felt hat scolded his younger brothers in the store with a thug gun in one hand.

But strangely, the guards didn't feel any anger from their captain. On the contrary, after searching for a while but not finding the fat man, the corner of their captain's mouth kept a strange smile. If it cracked a little more, it would be a bit like the smell of his flip-flop nine majors and killing all sides.

Is the captain crazy? He doesn’t make money? When the head of the family issued the order to catch the fat man, there was a condition attached. The team caught the fat man first, and the team rewarded 500 silver coins, and each person was an average of dozens of dollars!

Of course Zhang Dahai was not crazy. On the contrary, he was much more sober than his younger brothers.

As a senior guard who has been an ordinary carriage guard at the Gou family for three years, a house guard within two years, and a guard captain for one year, Zhang Dahai has a much deeper understanding of the word master than ordinary people.

Not to mention that there is a gun and a bullet in his hand, but there is nothing, just because he dares to challenge his 300 brothers, it is very human. What's more, the fat man had shown the means he should have as a master. He could also shoot one shot while avoiding bullets, and he made the hats of two colleagues into holes. His shooting skills were already amazing. What's even more terrifying is that the fat man had more than one magical skill. Looking at the wooden door that was smashed by him at the door, Zhang Dahai felt that his butt was cold. The fresh wooden stubble told him clearly that if the collision was hit by a human body, it would definitely be the ending of a broken tendon and a broken bone.

When confronted with such a terrible guy, he had three hundred brothers. Even if there were seven or eight brothers around him, Zhang Dahai didn't feel any sense of security. If possible, Zhang Dahai would rather find a day in this room, especially when the terrible fat man was not here.

"Yes! Captain, the fat man is not a god. He can't drill holes or fly in the sky. He must have slipped out of the backyard?" A guard came over and answered Zhang Dahai with great sincerity.

"Impossible, there are ten brothers in the backyard staring at them with two pistols. If you dare to come out, you will definitely beat him, and you won't recognize him." Another guard retorted.

The shops and buildings in Yili Town are very distinctive. There is a commercial shop in front and a wing room where employees or apprentices live in the back. They are divided into three sides and are surrounded by the shops in front. The entire commercial street is actually connected to such small yards one by one.

The guards lying on the roof naturally could not let Liu Lang go to the yard where he was hiding. More than a dozen eyes and two pistols were staring at him before the head of the family gave the order. Not only for loyalty, but the key is that no one can stand the psychological torture of punching the hat with one shot! What if the master fails?

"Fei Tian?" Zhang Dahai said casually.

He also felt that the fat man was not a god. Since there was no hole in the house, it might be the only way to fly.

As soon as he finished talking, Zhang Dahai's face changed drastically. He looked up at the roof and saw a fat man sitting on the beam who was smiling like Maitreya Buddha, throwing a fascinating smile at him.

Enter your mother! It’s really flying. This is Zhang Dahai’s last thought before he fell into a coma.

Before the pistol was raised in his hand, Liu Lang jumped down.

A fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms fell from a three-meter-high roof. His own weight and acceleration were enough to smash an adult into a high-level paraplegia, or the kind that could only move above his neck.

Fortunately, Liu Lang is not that cruel.

He just jumped from the air under the eyes of seven or eight guards, and grabbed Zhang Dahai's shoulder with one hand, then twisted his waist and stood magically on the ground, smashing the smoke and dust all over the ground. Zhang Dahai, who was caught, was like a cloth bag, was thrown in the air and threw it towards the wall three meters away opposite.

There was only a loud "bang" sound, and when the captain didn't even say a word, he slid down from the wall to the ground. Everyone didn't care about the dust falling from the roof and retreated collectively.

Just looking at the captain's dead fish posture, you can tell how painful it is.

"Hehe, who is still here now?" Before he came to his senses, the guards saw the fat man falling from the sky and pointing them with great care and said contemptuously.

No one dares to move, even if it is the toe.

It’s not because the fat man was so awesome that he suddenly emerged from the roof beam. He used his strength to throw the captain out of several meters. The force value was shocking. As the saying goes, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of a kitchen knife. Although the seven or eight guards carry old sleeves and there are still no bullets, the masters must avoid their peaks when swing seven or eight fire sticks!

Instead, the fat man was holding something in his hand, a pistol originally belonged to the captain's hand. They saw the captain Zhang Dahai pressing a magazine full of twenty bullets.

At least two or more shots were available for each of the eight people present.

I don't know when he passed the gun that was still in the captain's hand just now. It's a donkey, his hand is so fast! The guards looked at the fat man who pointed at them and felt resentment.

At the same time, the stand is more honest.

"I dare not go! Then you are very embarrassed!" Liu Lang frowned in distress, and said to himself: "I can't beat people no matter how many people I can't reduce! It seems that I still have to take ruthless measures."

"Don't, uncle, I know what to do." The guard who said that Liu Lang could not drill a hole in the sky said while hitting the door frame next to him.

There was another dull sound from "bang", and the guard rolled his eyes and lay down.

If you can't let the terrible fat man do ruthlessness, then you can only do ruthlessness first. This person is quick-minded and ruthless.

Just looking at the solid wood door frame, you can tell how much strength he used to hit the ground just now.

As they followed suit, the guards looked for something nearby and hit their heads. They could almost faint if they were ruthless. Some people couldn't do anything to themselves. After hitting their foreheads several times, they made their foreheads red and there was no sign of fainting.

Looking at the last guard who kept hitting the wall with his head like a chicken pecking at rice, Liu Lang felt a little worried.

"Don't move here and be killed." Liu Lang turned his head and rushed into a wing room next to the courtyard, leaving a sentence behind.

That's what Liu Lang thought, but he didn't expect that these guards could do anything to him.
Chapter completed!