After marveling at the "wisdom of the ancients", the next thing Shen Liang was left with was a death warning.
Because the clothes currently popular in the Great Yan Dynasty cannot support him equipping too many weapons on his body. Carrying a Desert Eagle in his arms already makes him very awkward, so if he can also equip two high-explosive missiles, If it were a grenade, maybe he wouldn't be so passive at the moment.
But there are not so many ifs in life.
The Desert Eagle's offensive was resolved by the black umbrella in the hands of the umbrella holder, which meant that Shen Liang no longer had any trump cards to use at this time.
run?
Although this place is only fifty or sixty meters away from the alley, Shen Liang can guarantee that as long as he puts on an escape posture, the umbrella holder will launch another attack from behind the moment he turns around, using black magic with the force of lightning. The umbrella pierced his back!
Think about it.
Shen Liang believed that the only way he could save his life now was to wait for Chu Shile to arrive with reinforcements.
So he took a deep breath silently, trying to calm down his uneasy emotions, raised the Desert Eagle with a smile, and blew on the tip of the gun with his mouth.
"call--"
"Have you never seen a weapon like mine?"
Shen Liang's delaying tactics began.
The umbrella holder was also driven by curiosity and fell into a cold situation.
"Yes, what's the name of your weapon?"
Shen Liang rolled his eyes.
"Call a gun."
After getting the answer, the umbrella holder couldn't help but frown.
"A gun? A gun can't be that short, and what you call a gun doesn't have a sharp tip."
Shen Liang shook his head.
"Nonono, this gun is not that gun, and that gun is not this gun. If you want to ask what kind of gun this gun is, please hand me fifty taels of silver, and I will explain it to you in detail."
After Shen Liang's nonsense talk was settled, not to mention that the umbrella holder didn't have any silver coins with him. Even if he did, he probably wouldn't stupidly take it out and give it to the son of Master Killer's enemy.
As the two of them talked, the alley fell silent for a few breaths.
Seeing the umbrella holder slowly holding the umbrella handle diagonally in his hand and showing signs of launching an attack on him, Shen Liang quickly said:
"Haha, I'm kidding you. It's fate that we met each other. It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. I'll give you a sex boost for free."
Some words and phrases in Shen Liang's words that the umbrella holder didn't understand were automatically ignored by him.
And Shen Liang, who almost lost the delaying tactic, quickly continued talking.
"First let's talk about the gun in your mind. The gun you are talking about is the red tassel gun used by our soldiers today. It is a type of cold weapon and is known as the king of weapons."
"What's interesting is that the red tassel on the red tassel gun was actually not red at first, but white. It's just that after killing the enemy, the blood on the gun head flowed back to the tassel, and the white tassel was dyed red. As for the The reason why a white tassel is added under the gun head is because it is worried that the blood will flow from the head to the tail of the gun, causing the user's hands to slip and fall off due to blood stains... I will omit the next ten thousand words."
After spending about a cup of tea, Shen Liang couldn't help but feel dry in his mouth after finally digging up the ancestral grave of "Hongying Gun".
"My throat is too dry, and the itching makes me want to cough. Hey, how about we discuss it? I'll go to a nearby teahouse to drink a pot of tea to moisten my throat, and then I can continue to tell you about the gun in my hand. how?"
Without giving the umbrella holder a chance to refuse, Shen Liang immediately added very sincerely:
"Or you can come with me. I'll pay for the tea, so you don't think I'm trying to escape."
The parachute bearer didn't respond.
For the second time, a series of bluestone slabs cracked under his feet, which was undoubtedly an action to show that he was ready to kill Shen Liang again.
"My mother's legs are broken. She must be a foodie. She's too fat and can't run. That's why the support is so slow!"
After greeting Chu Shile's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart, Shen Liang no longer cared about his dry mouth.
"Well... let's talk about the gun in my hand. This kind of gun was invented in the Southern Song Dynasty of Daxia in 1132 AD. At that time, there was a military strategist in the Southern Song Dynasty named Chen Gui. He invented a kind of musket, which can be called a modern musket. The originator of tubular firearms…a little less is omitted here, about five thousand words.”
The main reason why the second round of lip-gun fire did not last long was because the parachute pilot no longer had the patience to wait any longer.
Youdao means that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father.
There is also a saying that the hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable.
Shen Wanjun killed his master in his early years. He had planned and waited for more than 20 years, and finally he had a God-given opportunity like this tonight. Once he missed it, he would never be able to kill anyone in Prince Jin's palace again. Anyone else.
Even based on Shen Wanjun's behavior, as long as he does not leave the Great Yan Dynasty, or wants to leave but fails to escape from the border, then within three to five months at most, he will definitely be taken back to the Jin Palace by Shen Wanjun's eagle dogs middle.
What awaits him then will be death or life worse than death.
After roughly understanding Shen Liang's explanation of the two guns, Umbrella Holder, who was determined to seize today's opportunity, launched another offensive against Shen Liang without too much nonsense.
But this time, Umbrella Holder was wiser. He no longer ran straight towards Shen Liang. Instead, he chose to take advantage of the lightness of his feet and move left and right on the walls on both sides of the narrow alley, trying his best to avoid Shen Liang's attacks. "straight line attack".
In fact, this operation does have certain effects.
But what Shen Liang didn't tell the umbrella holder was that the pistol was not a single-shot weapon, and it didn't need strong enough energy to sustain attacks again and again.
Seeing that he could not lock on to the parachute bearer's figure with the precise marksmanship he had trained in his previous life, Shen Liang decided to be more direct. A bunch of bullets were fired out at the parachute bearer as he moved towards him, and the missed bullets hit the stone barrier. There are holes one after another on the built walls, gravel and dust are mixed and flying, and the noise is becoming more and more eye-catching!
Unfortunately, the parachute bearer's lightness skills were so good that none of the bullets in the shuttle were effective...
It's too late to say it, but it's soon!
In the blink of an eye, the umbrella holder arrived in front of Shen Liang, then swung out an umbrella and wrapped it hard against Shen Liang's chest!
In a hurry, Shen Liang could only cross his arms and use his own arms as a shield, trying to resist the blow from the umbrella holder with his body that had been trained for many years.
But even under the continuous fire of the Desert Eagle, the umbrella holder was unable to concentrate all his strength on killing Shen Liang. When the umbrella was swung tightly, Shen Liang suffered broken arms on the spot and flew upside down with blood spurting out. Go out ten meters away!
Land on the ground and roll until you stop.
Shen Liang, who was killed for most of his life in one blow, felt as if his throat was completely blocked by a ball of cotton. Even breathing normally became a luxury!
Bite after mouthful of blood surged out as if it were free, rising and falling with Shen Liang's chest.
Two arms with broken bones lay on both sides of the body in an abnormal posture.
pain!
It hurts so much that I can't breathe!
At this moment, there was only one extremely sad thought left in Shen Liang's mind.
He is really going to die.
