When I heard Huang Feihong's voice, there were two people who were most excited, one was Yan Zhendong and the other was Aunt Thirteenth.

"Feihong, Feihong, I'm here!" Aunt Thirteen responded loudly when she heard Huang Feihong's voice.

Yan Zhendong roared angrily: "Huang Feihong, you are finally here."

The people from the Shahe Gang were a little afraid when they saw Huang Feihong, but when they thought of the musket in their hands, they immediately became brave again.

Taking advantage of the fact that most of the people in the Shahe Gang were attracted by Huang Feihong, Chen Yanzhi took advantage of this opportunity and suddenly attacked. The dagger in his hand kept stabbing out, taking away lives.

"Ah. Kill, kill Chen Yanzhi first!" The Shahe Gang came to his senses and shouted immediately, and kept shooting at Chen Yanzhi in panic.

Of course, Chen Yanzhi would not give them a chance.

If the distance is far, Chen Yanzhi really has no choice but to use these Shahe Gang people, but now he is mixed in the crowd, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. The Shahe Gang people shot randomly and killed several of their own people by chance.

Chen Yanzhi's body movements were too flexible, and their muskets could not hit the target in panic.

In less than five breaths, there were more than a dozen Shahe Gang members who died under Chen Yanzhi's dagger. The core Shahe Gang members were almost killed by Chen Yanzhi.

The scene is too bloody.

Huang Feihong, Zhu Rong, and Ling Yunkai were all shocked by Chen Yanzhi's killing techniques.

"Yanzhi, stop. Don't kill again." Huang Feihong shouted loudly.

Chen Yanzhi's daggers kept reaping lives.

"As long as the Shahe Gang people don't put down their guns, I will not stop." Chen Yanzhi said coldly.

In the late Qing Dynasty, muskets were loaded with ammunition and fired once, but they could not shoot continuously. If the Shahe Gang people were holding pistols or submachine guns, no matter how brave Chen Yanzhi was, he would not dare to do what he is now.

Chen Yanzhi's body movements are flexible and fast. He is targeted by him and it is a luxury to escape.

"Let's put the gun down, we put the gun down."

"We surrender!"

The people from the Shahe Gang threw away the short guns in their hands in order to survive.

They thought that if they put down the gun, they could survive, but unfortunately they were wrong. Chen Yanzhi did not stop, but instead killed them with the dagger in his hand at a faster speed.

The last Shahe Gang member was cut by Chen Yanzhi's neck. He asked unwillingly in a difficult voice: "Why...we... have already put down the gun..."

Chen Yanzhi swung the blood on the dagger and sneered, "I lied to you. Whether you put down the gun or not, you will die! Have you let the people and women who have been harmed by you, let them go when they are desperate? Good people practice Buddha for three lifetimes, but they should not go to Western Paradise. The wicked people can become Buddhas immediately by putting down the butcher knife. There are too many preferential treatments for you, evil people. In order not to give you the opportunity to become Buddhas immediately, I can only send you to hell."

Huang Feihong said with a dark face: "Yanzhi, why did you kill them? We can hand over the Shahe Gang people to the yamen, and the government will punish them."

Will the government punish them?

Chen Yanzhi smiled contemptuously. If the Qing yamen could be reliable, sows could climb trees.

Yan Zhendong knew that Shahe Gang was finished. Everything he had was done. He looked at Chen Yanzhi with a strange look. He seemed to have never really understood this disciple who was expelled from the master.

Chen Yan is kind-hearted, but he is decisive.

Yan Zhendong suppressed the surprise in his heart and said to Huang Feihong: "Huang Feihong, I have always wanted to fight you. It is better to have a day than choose a day. I think it's today."

Huang Feihong sighed: "Master Yan, a mountain is higher than a mountain. Even if you beat me, what can you do?"

Yan Zhendong shouted: "I am the highest. I want to prove to everyone that I am the real number one in Foshan!"

Yan Zhendong is now just challenging Huang Feihong with a pure warrior.

While fighting against Yan Zhendong, Huang Feihong said to Zhururong and Ling Yunkai: "Arong Akai, you can take Aunt Thirteen first. Admiral and the others are coming soon."

After all, Huang Feihong and the others have been "jailbreak" and it is better to leave as soon as possible.

Chen Yanzhi said to Zhururong: "There are more than 20 women in the warehouse, so they can be rescued."

Zhu Ruorong and Ling Yunkai arrived before they left the warehouse with their thirteenth aunt and more than twenty women.

The Admiral saw that the warehouse was full of corpses, bloody, and his face turned pale.

"Enclose it. Enclose it all for me." The Admiral shouted loudly against the soldiers under his command.

Jishan, the foreign devil, was extremely angry. When he saw Chen Yanzhi dressed in a night-style dress, he immediately decided that he was the one who burned his merchant ship.

"I'm going to kill you."

Ji Shan raised his gun and asked Chen Yan to get involved.

Chen Yanzhi dodged and avoided the bullets.

Huang Feihong shouted loudly: "Don't shoot!"

Huang Feihong's body movements are more flexible than Yan Zhendong. Although the two have not been fighting for a long time, they have basically decided the winner. Huang Feihong only consumed some physical strength, but Yan Zhendong was hit repeatedly and suffered severe internal injuries.

Huang Feihong said loudly: "Master Yan, enough, let's stop."

Yan Zhendong didn't listen at all. His obsession with winning against Huang Feihong was too strong. Chen Yanzhi was expelled from the sect by him, and the Shahe Gang was destroyed, and Yan Zhendong had nothing left. He only hoped to beat against Huang Feihong and prove that his martial arts were better than Huang Feihong.

Yan Zhendong was kicked into the air by Huang Feihong's shadowless foot and bumped into the admiral and Ji Shan.

The admiral shouted in panic: "Shoot, shoot."

Chen Yanzhi shouted: "Don't shoot!"

Yan Zhendong was seriously injured, and his muscles and bones were kicked apart by Huang Feihong's shadowless feet. He could not hold back his qi and blood. He could not use the iron shirt kung fu in a short time. At this time, let alone a musket, even an ordinary sword, Yan Zhendong could not defend himself.

Bang bang bang bang...

The soldiers under the admiral raised their rifles and shot at Yan Zhendong who was flying backwards in the air.

"Master."

Chen Yanzhi's face changed drastically and he shouted loudly.

Yan Zhendong fell to the ground, with at least twenty bullet holes on his body, and blood kept flowing out.

Huang Feihong stared at Ji Shan and asked, "Ji Shan, you colluded with the Shahe Gang to buy and sell the population, and now you have all the people and stolen money. What explanation do you have? Admiral, the women who disappeared in Foshan at this time were all done by Ji Shan."

Ji Shan put his gun on the admiral's head: "You burned my ship, and I'm gone now. Do you think I'm still afraid of you? I'm an American and a top man, why should I explain to you lowly Chinese ghosts?"

Chen Yanzhi came to Yan Zhendong with tears in his eyes: "Master..."

Yan Zhendong held Chen Yanzhi with his bloody hand, his eyes were confused: "Chen Yanzhi, the iron cloth shirt... can't stop the foreign gun... promised me to pass on the boxing skills of my Yan family..."

Chen Yanzhi nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, the Yan family's boxing skills will not be lost. I will carry forward the eagle claw iron cloth shirt!"

Yan Zhendong swallowed his last breath, his eyes lost their spirits and their vitality. In the end, Chen Yan could not change Yan Zhendong's fate, and he died under the foreign gun.

Huang Feihong was about to pop out the steel ball, Chen Yanzhi said, "Master Huang, don't kill Jishan, attack his wrist. I want him to die in despair. Kill him now, it's too cheap!"

call out!

The steel ball penetrated Jishan's right wrist and the short spear fell to the ground.

The Admiral took the opportunity to escape.

Ji Shan covered his wrist and wailed loudly.

The cold light flashed in Chen Yanzhi's eyes, and he used his body skills to move forward, and stepped forward a few steps to Jishan. The lancet dagger in his hand cut out four consecutively, and Jishan's tendons and hand tendons were all broken.

The admiral shouted loudly: "Chen Yanzhi, what are you doing?"

Chen Yanzhi sneered: "I'm afraid that Ji Shan will assassinate the Lord again. Master Huang, I'll say goodbye first."

Chen Yanzhi picked up Yan Zhendong's body, flashed a few times, jumped out of the warehouse, and disappeared into the darkness.

The admiral shouted, "Chen Yanzhi, don't run away. Go back to the yamen with me!"

All the people in the Shahe Gang were dead, and most of the soldiers under Jishan were killed, and Jishan's hands and feet were broken. The matter was too big, and if it was not handled properly, he, the admiral, would definitely be finished.

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Chen Yanzhi bought a coffin and buried Yan Zhendong outside Foshan City.

Three days later, Chen Yanzhi came to Baozhilin again.

When Huang Feihong saw Chen Yanzhi, he hurriedly said, "Yanzhi, where have you been there these days? Why do you still dare to show up? Don't you know that the yamen is wanting you?"

With so many Americans dead, the Foshan prefect's office would definitely not be able to suppress them. What's more, General Wigens from the United Kingdom knew about this and it was impossible to cover it up.

The Qing officials were not good at doing things, but they were the first-class players. The admiral and the prefect both pushed Chen Yanzhi over and regarded Chen Yanzhi as the Boxer Boxer wanted.

The Boxer Rebellion has been in a big trouble in the Zhili area recently, but fortunately it was wiped out by the imperial court and the Eight-Nation Alliance.

It is just right to beat Chen Yanzhi to Chengyi and the remnants of the boxing.

Huang Feihong told Chen Yanzhi the detailed story. Chen Yanzhi smiled and said, "Master Huang, I did burn the merchant ship of Jishan. The people from the Shahe Gang were also killed by me. It is not wrong for the Qing yamen to want me, after all, they did not completely wrong me. They regarded me as a remnant of the Boxer Regiment? Humph, I don't care at all."

Huang Feihong said, "At this time, you can still laugh. Yanzhi, you can't make it through Foshan anymore, find a way to leave."

Chen Yanzhi nodded and said, "It's really a matter of not hiding it. This time I came here to say goodbye to Master Huang. During my time in Foshan, Master Huang helped me a lot and taught me all my medical skills. Chen Yanzhi was very grateful."

Chen Yanzhi took out two gold bars and a recipe for making noodle soup.

"If Master Huang hadn't helped me, I would have been in the prison of the prefect's office. I hope Master Huang would accept this little money. Also, after I left Foshan, the noodle shop asked Ling Yunkai to continue to take care of it. This is the recipe for making noodle soup, and Master Huang gave it to Ling Yunkai directly." Chen Yanzhi put the gold bars and the recipe on the table.

Chen Yanzhi did not say the origin of gold, otherwise Huang Feihong would definitely hand over the gold to the yamen. Huang Feihong was too upright and would not make ill-gotten fortunes.

Huang Feihong shook his head and said, "Yanzhi, how can I collect your money?"

Chen Yanzhi smiled and said, "Master Huang, please accept it. If you don't accept it, I will feel uneasy. I'm not inconvenient to stay for more, so I'll say goodbye. Master Huang will have a date later."

Chen Yanzhi stood up and left Baozhilin.
Chapter completed!