Chapter nine hundred and eighty sixth sense of crisis
Liu Mingzhi gently threw the ornamented sword back into the distance, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and bandaged the wound on his hand!
"A polished sword can still hurt, just like this ornamental sword, it still depends on the person holding the sword."
"Let's talk about this later. It's not certain whether it will be passed on to Xuan'er or not. Let's talk about my dear granddaughter."
"Yue'er's identity is really too sensitive. She is a direct bloodline of the Jin Kingdom's royal family!"
Liu Zhi'an nodded clearly: "Are you worried that your father-in-law will strangle Yue'er, the future hope of the Jin Kingdom, in the cradle?"
"Yes, Yue'er is the only princess in the Kingdom of Jin who can inherit the throne, but she is also my daughter. I can't just watch others hurt her!"
Liu Zhi'an sighed and bent down to take out a medium-sized wooden box under the desk and put it on the desk: "One million taels of silver notes, it depends on how you use it!"
"Old man, I will pay it back to you!"
"Hey... let's take a step and see!"
"Zhi'er!"
Liu Zhi'an looked at Liu Mingzhi who was holding the box and walking out and suddenly shouted!
Liu Mingzhi turned around and looked at Liu Zhi'an in confusion. He didn't know why he stopped him so solemnly!
"A man who can't even protect his wife, children, and children is not worthy of being a man. Don't be impulsive or hesitant when things happen, make decisions when you need to, and adapt to the situation!"
Liu Mingzhi raised his brows slightly, pursed his lips together, nodded, and walked towards the study with the silver box in his arms without saying a word!
"Little Han Zhong meets the father-in-law!"
"No gift!"
Liu Mingzhi handed the cash box to Han Zhong, took out the key and opened the door.
"sit down!"
"Thank you, uncle!"
Liu Mingzhi leaned on the chair and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table: "Han Zhong!"
"Master, tell me!"
"I want you to go to an island in the East China Sea to handle an important thing! I wonder if you are up to it?"
"Please give me your instructions, unless Han Zhong dies, he will definitely complete the mission assigned by you!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded, opened the drawer, took out a stack of rice paper and began to pick. Under Han Zhong's puzzled eyes, Liu Mingzhi finally selected seven pieces of rice paper, held them in his hands and walked towards the door.
"follow me!"
"yes!"
Liu Mingzhi walked towards the warehouse in the backyard with the key in his hand. He didn't know how long it had been since he asked about the things that were covered in dust in the warehouse.
The arrival of the little cutie made Liu Mingzhi once again feel like he was fighting for his own good. It was time for those things that he had prepared to bring into the capital to save his life to see the light of day again.
Liu Mingzhi slapped the big rusty copper lock on the door bolt of the independent warehouse and shook his head with a sigh, never expecting that such a frightening day would happen to him again!
But God sent me another lovely little angel, which really made me feel painful and happy!
The thick door of the warehouse creaked open, and Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to fan the turbid air in the air. The warehouse that had not been opened for a long time was filled with nets, dust everywhere, and even felt a bit gloomy!
Han Zhong took out the fire seal and was about to open it. Liu Mingzhi's face turned frightened and he pressed down the fire seal in Han Zhong's hand.
Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst. If there is a fire accidentally, let alone this warehouse, whether the Liu Mansion still exists or not is an unknown question!
"Don't light a fire, just get used to the light and you'll be fine!"
"yes!"
Although Han Zhong didn't know why Young Master Liu pressed down his wrist with a fearful expression, he firmly refused to ask questions as a subordinate should not. This is the most basic principle of being a subordinate!
With half a stick of incense in his hand, Liu Mingzhi slowly walked towards the warehouse, where he saw the double-barreled nozzles wrapped in oilcloth on the shelf.
So many trolls were created in Jinling for self-defense, but since they were created, there has never been a chance to actually use the trolls.
The double gun that Young Master Liu often hung on the carriage had only been fired once. He learned from Liu Si that he was about to become a father when he was in the capital of the Jin Kingdom. He couldn't hide the joy in his heart.
I took two shots.
From then on, the troll became a decoration. Firstly, Liu Mingzhi did not want to expose these things too much. Secondly, after learning the Nine-Style Sword Song, he was no longer a helpless person.
For a weak scholar, sometimes the troll may not be as effective as the Heavenly Sword, especially in front of someone with strong martial arts skills!
Mr. Liu didn't care about the dust on the oilcloth. He opened a spray gun and checked it in his hand. It can be said that it was shiny and shiny without any rust!
"Master, this is it!"
"gun!"
"A gun? It's so short and has no tip. How can it possibly kill someone? Sir, are you kidding me?"
Liu Mingzhi placed the spray gun on the shelf and used a wooden stick to pry open the sealed box on the side. He took out two yellow-orange bullet shells and held them in his hands.
"Who says you can't kill someone without a spear point? It just shows that you are short-sighted!"
Liu Mingzhi stuffed the bullet casing into the gun barrel of the spray gun and walked out of the warehouse with the spray gun. Han Zhong was confused and could only follow him blankly!
Liu Mingzhi started walking around the backyard and finally stopped in a relatively secluded place. He looked at the wall of the backyard and took a look at the approximate distance.
Under Han Zhong's puzzled gaze, Young Master Liu raised the spray gun in his hand and aimed it at the courtyard wall.
"Bang! Bang!"
Han Zhong looked at the spray gun with thick smoke in Young Master Liu's hand in horror and could not calm down for a long time!
Liu Mingzhi held a gun in one hand and looked at the courtyard wall. More than seventy iron beads were embedded in the wall without exception, and the blue bricks had even the slightest cracks!
In the past, the recoil from shooting a troll would make Mr. Liu's shoulders and arms numb for a while, but now he doesn't feel any discomfort at all!
"Fortunately, there is no problem with the ammunition, otherwise I might not be able to withstand the scattering of marbles at such a close range!"
Han Zhong walked slowly towards the wall with difficulty, and as he walked, he poked his head towards the wall to observe.
When he saw the iron beads that penetrated into the thick green brick courtyard wall, Han Zhong took a breath of cold air, raised his hand and gently rubbed it on the courtyard wall, following the lines left behind.
If this hits a person, wouldn't it turn into a sieve? Even the body-protecting aura of a martial arts master can't prevent it. Even if it can, how many times can it be prevented?
"Han Zhong!"
"Hey, here it comes!"
Han Zhong withdrew his surprised gaze and trotted over to stand in front of Young Master Liu respectfully, but his eyes focused more on the spray gun in Young Master Liu's hand.
This kind of thing is really terrifying, and can easily close the distance between a weak person and a strong person.
Especially the scattering range, if it is aimed at the infantry in formation, a large number of them will be killed in just a few hits!
Liu Mingzhi reloaded two bullets and threw the spray to Han Zhong: "Did you see clearly what I did just now?"
"See clearly!"
Han Zhong nodded solemnly, and kept stroking the oily double-barreled nozzle in his hands with both hands. He couldn't put it down. The man's nature was fully displayed at this moment!
"Try it!"
"yes!"
Han Zhong was not a timid person. After hearing what Mr. Liu said, he immediately raised his spray gun and pointed it at the courtyard wall in a pattern and pulled the trigger.
Two loud bangs were heard again, and dozens of large and small holes were inlaid with iron beads on the courtyard wall!
Han Zhong shook his arm and exclaimed: "What a powerful force!"
"Your mission is to go to the East China Sea with two million taels of silver and blueprints!"