Chapter 342 Southern Pistol

Style: Historical Author: nirvana birdWords: 2466Update Time: 24/01/12 08:59:05
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty crawled in the grass and waited for a while.

The night gradually deepened, and the voices in the yard became quieter...

"It seems that most of the Japanese are asleep. Let's do it?"

The fat man looked at Ma Xiaoguang eagerly.

"Then do it!"

Ma Xiaoguang also held back his aggrievedness for too long, biting his back teeth and said viciously.

The two of them didn't care whether they had weapons or not, taking advantage of the cover of the dark night, they quietly walked towards the yard.

The guards at the back of the yard are still very vigilant, not slacking off at all, and staring at the area they are responsible for with wide eyes.

Suddenly the guard felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes.

He reached for the holster on his waist and prepared to shout at the top of his lungs.

But he soon found that he couldn't scream. An iron-like hand tightly covered his mouth and nose, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Zi..."

The guard felt a chill on his neck, and his own blood shot out like an arrow...

Soon he knew nothing.

Ma Xiaoguang took off the southern-style pistol from the holster under the guard's ribs and handed the gun to the fat man who followed.

"You cover from behind, I'm in front..."

Ma Xiaoguang said to the fat man indiscriminately.

After that, he climbed up the wall and jumped into the yard.

There was no one in the yard, and there were no voices in the three rooms, replaced by snoring and muttering.

Ma Xiaoguang squatted behind the main house and listened for a while. After making sure that everything was safe, he rushed behind the wall and imitated three cat meows.

After three meows, the fat man climbed over the wall and sneaked into the yard.

Ma Xiaoguang didn't speak. He gestured to the fat man with the help of the dim light - I'm in charge of the main room, you're in charge of the east wing, observe first and then act.

The two immediately went their separate ways.

Ma Xiaoguang quietly touched under the back window of the main room, took out the knife on his body, and gently opened the back window.

Looking through the gap in the back window, there were three people in the room, two of them were sleeping deeply, and the other one was leaning on a table with the help of a dim oil lamp, writing something.

Ma Xiaoguang walked around the main room and then turned to the west wing.

There was no one in the west wing, which was usually used as a woodshed and stove room.

After a round of searching, I returned to the original place and met the fat man who had just returned.

The fat man didn't say anything, but stretched out two fingers towards Ma Xiaoguang - meaning there were two people in the east wing.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and quickly rushed to the door of the room they were responsible for.

They each took out their knives and opened the old-fashioned door latch...

Ma Xiaoguang waved his left hand, signaling the fat man to start taking action!

A figure flashed across the east wing, and the fat man had quietly slipped in...

Ma Xiaoguang lowered his body, rolled on the spot, pushed open the door, and entered the main room.

The neon plainclothes team member who was writing at his desk suddenly turned around when he heard the noise. He was about to speak out to warn his accomplices when he felt a chill on his neck!

He couldn't shout anything anymore and just fell down softly.

Get first blood easily!

"Who is this?"

At this moment, a person who had fallen asleep suddenly woke up!

I saw him jumping up from the bed, looking at Ma Xiaoguang with his eyes wide open, with a ferocious face.

No nonsense, Ma Xiaoguang held the knife in his right hand and stepped forward.

The sword flashed and slashed towards the neck of the man who woke up.

The man's reaction was also very fast. After barely avoiding it, he side-kicked towards the space under Ma Xiaoguang's right ribs.

At this critical moment, everyone can only use speed to control speed.

Ma Xiaoguang did not dodge or evade, but forcefully caught the opponent's kick.

"Bang"

The opponent's kick was powerful and heavy, and it hit Ma Xiaoguang firmly in the ribs.

Ma Xiaoguang suddenly felt like a heavy hammer hitting his side. The blood in his heart surged, and he immediately took several steps back.

"Bang"

Ma Xiaoguang hit the wall behind and stopped his retreat.

At this time, another plainclothes team member had also woken up. This man jumped up from the bed and rushed towards the gun holster beside the bed...

Ma Xiaoguang didn't hesitate at all when he saw this. With a flick of his wrist, the knife immediately flew out of his hand.

There was a flash of silver light, and with a "chi" sound, the knife suddenly pierced the neck of the plainclothes team member who was about to draw his gun.

The man gurgled a few times and fell to the ground.

Lucky to get second blood!

At this time, the neon plainclothes team member who had just taken advantage of Ma Xiaoguang roared and attacked again.

Ma Xiaoguang had already killed two people, and he was refreshed. Seeing the opponent's menacing attack, he ducked and let the opponent punch him. He picked up the oil lamp on the table and suddenly poured out the lamp oil.

"boom!"

The lamp oil ignited a flame, which dazzled the man's eyes.

Taking this opportunity, Ma Xiaoguang rolled on the spot, pulled out the knife from the man's neck on the ground, raised his hand and hit the man in the lower abdomen...

"Wow!"

The man couldn't help but feel the pain, screamed wildly, and was suddenly in chaos.

Ma Xiaoguang took advantage of the situation and stood up, gathered energy in his fists, and suddenly struck the opponent's jaw.

"Click"

There was a crisp sound, and the opponent's jaw bones shattered, and he fell to the ground immediately.

Not missing the opportunity, Ma Xiaoguang immediately stepped forward and pulled out the knife from the opponent's abdomen.

The sword flashed and blood burst out.

Get three blood!

At this time, the room was dark, and Ma Xiaoguang leaned against the cabinet and took a breath.

At this time, Ma Xiaoguang suddenly felt a little strange - the fat man had a gun, why didn't he hear the gunshot?

Just as I was thinking about it, the sound of "ping ping ping ping ping" came from the east wing. Apparently the fat man had not solved the problem yet...

Ma Xiaoguang quickly walked out of the main room and ran to the east wing.

After entering the house, he saw a plainclothes team member from the other side lying on the bed, dead.

But the fat man was hugging a neon plainclothes team member and was twisting into a ball on the ground.

Seeing this, Ma Xiaoguang stepped forward quickly, and when the other party turned over and pinched the fat man's neck, he stabbed the knife in his hand.

Blood splashed on Ma Xiaoguang's face on the spot!

But fortunately, after the other party screamed strangely, he lost his temper...

"Damn! These devils are so vicious!"

The fat man stood up, shook his head and spat.

"Why not use a gun?"

Ma Xiaoguang asked with some confusion.

"Oh! Forget it, what the hell is this crappy thing? It's stuck!"

The fat man viciously kicked the Southern-style pistol on the ground and complained through gritted teeth.

"I said, why don't you use a gun? I thought you wanted to show off your martial arts skills!"

Ma Xiaoguang said with a dark look on his face.

Fortunately, it was night and there were no lights on, so no one saw his slightly embarrassed expression.

He meant well at first, but he didn't realize that he almost caused Fatty to capsize in the gutter.

This hot southern pistol.

Fortunately, the fat man has great fortune and a broad mind...

"Next time, even if you use a knife, don't use the devil's broken gun. It will delay things too much."

The fat man gritted his teeth and said like a curse.

"Okay, let's all learn a lesson... Let's go see who these devils are."

Ma Xiaoguang quickly patted the fat man on the shoulder and said.

The two of them stopped worrying about the southern pistol and came to the main room.

Light the oil lamp and start searching for useful information.

after awhile.

The fat man said with some surprise: "Sir, we have collided this time. It seems that the place these devils are looking for is our heavy artillery regiment!"