Sun Fuming glanced slightly sideways at this man's weird figure, but it was just a sideways glance. He was already in a hurry and had no intention of admiring his figure.
Du Yuesheng saw the figure through the crack in the gradually closing door, and a smile appeared on his lips: Yan Shenwu, you are finally here!
That person turned out to be Yan Shenwu who had returned. After Sun Fuming and his men walked away, he opened the door and entered. There were still three jailers standing around, and the three of them couldn't help but shouted in unison: "Who asked you to come in?"
of?"
"This place is very humid, and my coat can be used to wrap Hu Tian. Isn't it illegal for him to give me some clothes?" Du Yuesheng laughed: "The Gao Prefecture is really a good official who understands the cold and the hot. It's difficult for him to do so.
He cares about me so much."
A jailer's face was full of ridicule: "Clothes? You need clothes? OK, OK, I'll help you remove the moisture." As he said that, he picked up the red iron from a small charcoal stove: "This thing
You are the best at getting rid of tides, you are lucky."
"Wait!" Du Yuesheng stopped him quickly: "This dress is extraordinary, don't you want to see it?"
"What?——", listening to Du Yuesheng's mysterious tone, the jailer finally became a little curious.
"Shenwu, close the door and show the three great masters our treasured clothes!"
Yan Shenwu closed the door as he said, and then he pulled open the official uniform. There was also a coat inside the official uniform. The entire coat was covered with bulges, as if there were countless sarcomas on the body under the clothes.
"You guys are interested in me -" Yan Shenwu had a rare moment of humor. He slowly untied the clothes, then grabbed the clothes with both hands and stretched them out. There were countless small black oval-shaped things hanging on the clothes.
The gadget was displayed in front of the three jailers with a heavy look.
"Grenade!!", the three jailers exclaimed. They were all people who followed Na De all over the country to suppress the rebellion. They had seen a lot, how could they not recognize grenades?
One of the guards quickly pulled out the pistol hanging from his waist, and the other hurriedly grabbed his gun: "Do you want your life? Dare you hit him with a bullet? Do you want to be blown away?"
The last jailer shouted at the top of his lungs: "There's a thorn -". Before he could say the word "guest", there was a dart with a three-inch blade in his throat! His cry was cut off, and his life was cut off.
Also cut off!
Yan Shenwu moved with the dart, and a fine steel single sword was driven straight in at his waist. Out of instinct, the jailer holding the gun no longer cared about the danger of explosion, so he raised the gun and was about to shoot. But he didn't have time to pull the trigger quickly.
, Yan Shenwu cut off his palm with one strike of his sword! Then the long sword was passed forward, and the jailer's big head was chopped off.
It was not until this moment that a cloud of blood spurted out from the throat of the jailer who had been escorted. Immediately afterwards, a cloud of blood spurted out from the neck of the second jailer. Two blood flowers bloomed in the air, which was a cloud of blood.
It's an extremely cruel and poignant beauty, and it's a kind of perverted beauty.
The two jailers ended up like this, and the remaining one was completely stunned. Yan Shenwu raised the blade of the sword, then slashed his wrist back and forth, and hit him hard on the back of the head with the back of the sword. The jailer rolled his eyes and fainted.
"It's not too late, hurry up!" Du Yuesheng urged repeatedly.
Yan Shenwu unlocked the shackles for him and Jiang Zhiqing, then took off his official uniform and took off the coat full of grenades to Du Yuesheng. Du Yuesheng repeatedly reminded: "Be careful, be careful. There is a charcoal stove next to it. If it gets dirty,
With a little spark, the three of us will have a lot of fun."
Yan Shenwu lifted up the lining, and there was a full circle of pistols tied around his waist. Jiang Zhiqing immediately became excited: "It's really yours. You can find so many weapons in such a short time."
"The pistol belongs to Lu Tianhu we captured. It was brought by Lin Huaibu. He is more cautious than me. He brought so many weapons, but I didn't expect to use them all." Yan Shenwu said as he took off the pistol from his waist.
Assigned to Du Yuesheng and Jiang Zhiqing.
"Do you know how to do it?" Du Yuesheng opened the safety cover and asked Jiang Zhiqing with a smile, while taking off a few grenades and handing them to him.
Jiang Zhiqing was also in a good mood: "Of course, I am from a serious military academy. How can I be inferior to a street gangster like you?"
After Yan Shenwu took off the clothes with the grenade hanging on them, his figure finally returned to its original shape. Then Du Yuesheng reached out and scooped out a ladle of water from the bucket next to him. The water was actually tinged with red, as if it had been mixed with blood.
It seems that this was caused by the prisoner's blood getting into the water when he was being tortured.
A ladle of cold water was poured on the jailer's face, and the jailer woke up leisurely. As soon as he woke up, what jumped into his eyes was the scene of Du Yuesheng standing in front of him with a smile and a pistol. The jailer immediately jumped up, and then pressed a gun against his face.
On his waist and eye. Jiang Zhiqing's cold voice came from behind his ear: "Move again and I'll kill you with one shot!"
The jailer immediately froze in place. Du Yuesheng shook his head at Jiang Zhiqing: "The waist is not a vital part. Even if you shoot there, this guy won't die."
"Then let's take a shot and see if we can survive." Jiang Zhiqing replied to Du Yuesheng.
"Don't, don't!" How dare the jailer let them try randomly? He waved his hands hurriedly: "If you have any orders, just tell me. If I can help, I will do it without any hesitation!"
The words were divided into two parts, and Sun Fuming went to find Gao Hongbo with a gloomy face. Gao Hongbo was smoking opium on the small couch. He suddenly heard the news that Sun Fuming was coming. He was so shocked that he choked on cigarettes in his lungs and coughed continuously. Sun Fuming did not wait for the announcement and directly
Just broke in.
When he saw Gao Hongbo's cowardly behavior, he immediately felt angry: "Okay, Gao Zhifu, you are very good! I am busy down below and can't do anything. How about you, you still got smoked here?", furious.
He immediately pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, trying to pull it out: "Do you believe I will chop you with one knife?!"
Gao Hongbo quickly tried to please him: "I did this just to calm my nerves. You know, what happened this time really scared me -"
"Stop talking nonsense, why did you ask me to come?" Sun Fuming was angry, but no matter what the other person said, he was still a prefect, and he could not really use a knife to deal with him.
"Call you? No, I -" Gao Hongbo was confused.
Sun Fuming took a breath, and the weird figure of the guard who sent him the message finally popped out of his mind, attracting his attention: "Disguise? Who is he?!"
"Who is who? The official is a little confused——"
Sun Fuming suddenly turned around and called to his followers: "Follow me back to the dungeon!"
Sun Fuming fought back furiously. Gao Hongbo looked at his figure and curled his lips: "You were so startled. Look at how anxious and angry you are. Is the gun stuck on your butt?"