Husband and wife join forces

  Those four people disguised as security guards who wanted to attack him are now all lying on the ground, two of them shot in the head and one stabbed in the throat, just like that person, already dead. Only one was shot in the chest, fell into a pool of blood, not yet out of breath, still lying there twitching constantly.

  The person lying on the ground cast a vicious glare at Yang Shuo Ming, but Yang Shuo Ming didn't look back at him and instead carefully observed the house across with his eyes.

  After determining that there were no hidden enemies around, Yang Shuo Ming got up and came to the side of the person who was stabbed, pulled out the knife, and then walked to the side of the person who had not died yet.

  "Tell me who you are and who sent you." Yang Shuo Ming coldly looked at him, slapping the opponent's face with his knife, "If you want to die a quick death."

  A flash of extreme resentment and fear flickered in his eyes, he slightly opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but large amounts of bloody foam spewed out from his mouth, causing him to cough violently.

  The gunfire just now scared away the people around, after the gunfire stopped, people appeared on the street one after another, seeing the corpses in the blood pool, some timid people ran away again.

  At this time, the street in the distance suddenly burst into gunfire, with flames appearing in some areas, and the distant rumble of artillery fire also suddenly erupted. Yang Shouming heard that it was the explosion sound of the security team's mortar shells, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

  The security team even used rocket launchers, which shows how dire the situation was.

  Upon hearing the cannon fire, a glimmer of panic flashed across the eyes of the man lying on the ground. He struggled to reach for the left-handed revolver that had fallen not far away, but possibly due to exerting too much force, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body jerked like a carp and then remained still.

  Yang Shuo Ming let out a sigh, searched their bodies, apart from some bullets, nothing valuable was found. Yang Shuo Ming also examined the other three corpses, and similarly, nothing was gained.

  Yang Shuo Ming looked at the eight new Colt revolvers they had just captured - all of which were genuine American goods, and couldn't help but feel a sense of luck in his heart.

  Judging from the movements and marksmanship of these people, they are undoubtedly quite skilled, and their prior planning was also very meticulous. They even thought of disguising themselves as security personnel to get close to me, it's clear that they had put in some thought.

  If it weren't for his high vigilance, he would have sniffed out the unusual clues from Yin Feng's words, and if it were someone else, they might have succeeded.

  Just thinking about the means they might use on him - and possibly his new wife, not ruling out the possibility that they would turn to her after dealing with him - made Yang Shaoming's heart feel a chill.

  At this time, the big gate slowly opened, and Huang Yunzhi's pretty face carefully appeared. At this time, she was worried about her relationship, her complexion turned pale, when she saw Yang Shao Ming safe and sound, her eyes suddenly filled with surprised light.

  Huang Yunzhi was about to come out, Yang Shuo Ming rushed her and waved his hand, indicating that she should not come out. She understood what he meant and nodded cleverly. Yang Shuo Ming got up and came to the door, handing over eight revolvers and collected bullets to her.

  The explosion of the howitzer shells had stopped, but the sound of gunfire on the street was getting closer and closer. Yang Shuoming comforted Huang Yunzhi, telling her to stay in the house and not come out. He was about to run towards the direction where the gunshots came from earlier when more than a dozen people holding torches and knives ran across the street, shouting loudly while setting fires with their torches all around.

  When these people saw the corpses on the street, they immediately stopped in their tracks, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

  Before they could react to what was happening, Yang Shuo Ming's box cannon fired.

  The heads of the three arsonists at the front almost simultaneously burst out blood mist, fell backwards with their faces up to the sky, and the remaining people shouted and raised their guns, wanting to open fire on Yang Shuo Ming. However, Yang Shuo Ming didn't give them a chance. In just a few steps, he rushed up to one of the bandits, stabbed his abdomen with a knife, and using the bandit's body as cover, fired three shots in a row, shooting down three arsonists.

  At this time, Yang Shuo Ming had already fired all the bullets in the box cannon pistol. He didn't have time to reload his gun and instead calmly put it back into its holster, pushing the "meat shield" in front of him as he charged into the midst of the bandits.

  A bandit raised the long gun in his hand and had already taken aim at Yang Shuo Ming's "human shield". Just as he hesitated whether to fire, Yang Shuo Ming had already arrived by his side, kicking out with one foot and hitting the long gun in his hand.

  The muzzle of the bandit's gun suddenly turned to his companion beside him, and the long gun in his hand was a flintlock using iron sand gunpowder. At this moment, he just pulled the trigger, and all of a sudden, there was a dull "bang" sound. The several bandits beside him immediately dropped their torches and guns, some fell to the ground with a wail, while others covered their faces and let out loud cries.

  The bandit who had injured his comrade was momentarily stunned, Yang Shaoming pulled the knife out of the "meat shield"'s body, took a step forward and slashed it horizontally into the back of his neck.

  It was as if a bloody rain had fallen, and the hot "raindrops" splashed onto Yang Shuo Ming's face. He didn't notice at all, while using his hand to support the "new meat shield" that was about to collapse, his gaze quickly swept over the remaining bandits.

  At this time, there were still five uninjured arsonists. Among the five, three held short-barreled fire guns in their hands, and the other two carried hacking knives. They stared at Yang Shaoming supporting his comrade who was still spraying blood towards them, with an unbelievable look of horror in their eyes. One of the bandits shouted loudly, trying to boost his own courage, raised the short-barreled fire gun in his hand, just about to open fire. With a gunshot, a burst of blood suddenly erupted from the chest of this bandit who had raised his gun, and he let out a miserable cry before crashing to the ground.

  Yang Shuoming looked up and saw Huang Yunzhi, who was pale, sitting at the door with a revolver in her hand. The muzzle of the revolver was still smoking, and the barrel was shaking along with her trembling hand.

  The remaining four bandits were attracted by Huang Yunzhi's unexpected shot, and in that brief moment, Yang Shuoming, who didn't even have time to praise his new wife for her good marksmanship, used the tip of his foot to pick up the short gun dropped by the bandit hit by Huang Yunzhi and grasped it in his hand.

  Just as Yang Shuo Ming raised his gun and was about to fire, a series of horse neighs and gunfire erupted, and the remaining bandits were instantly splattered with blood flowers, screaming and falling to the ground.

  Yang Shuo Ming suddenly turned his head, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw several horses standing not far away. The people riding on the horses were still holding their long and short guns, maintaining their shooting posture.

  Yang Shuo Ming knew that these people were the patrol cavalry of the security team. He saw Wu Jie's face, which seemed to be smiling but not quite, nodded, pushed down the meat shield in his hand, and quickly came to Huang Yunzhi's side.

  At this time, Huang Yunzhi stared blankly at Yang Shuoming with a lost expression in her eyes. Her tightly clenched hands relaxed, and the left-handed pistol fell from her hand.

  Yang Shuo Ming knew how difficult it was for a weak woman like her to shoot that shot just now, and thinking of her seeing herself in danger and recklessly opening fire to help herself, Yang Shuo Ming's heart was filled with warmth.

  Yang Shuo Ming wanted to hug her and comfort her, but looking at his blood-stained hands, he hesitated for a moment. At this time, she suddenly rushed up like crazy, stretched out her hand to stroke his face, neck, and chest.

  Yang Shuo Ming looked at her actions with some confusion, Huang Yunzhi seemed to be searching for something on him. When she found that the blood on his clothes didn't come from him, she tightly hugged him and started sobbing softly.

  Wu Jie looked at Yang Shuo Ming, who had been smeared with a big blood mark, and smiled slightly. He nodded to Yang Shuo Ming and led the patrol team to rush towards the place where the fire was burning in the distance.

  "Oh, okay... don't cry, it's alright..." Yang Shuoming comforted her in a soothing tone, similar to how one would calm a child, as he gently held her tear-stained face and planted a firm kiss on her rosy lips. She stared at him blankly, ceasing her tears.

  Yang Shuo Ming noticed that her snow-white face had stuck to the bloodstains on his own face, and for a moment, he felt mischievous and wanted to tease her into smiling. So, he reached out with his fingers, dipped them in the bloody stains on his face, and lightly drew several black-red streaks on Huang Yunzhi's face.

  Huang Yunzhi looked at Yang Shuoming, who had a bloody face like a Peking Opera clown, and was slightly stunned. Then she realized what he was doing to her, and she lightly bit her lower lip, bursting into laughter in an instant.

  "Be good, watch the house, I'm going to beat up the bad guys, and I'll be right back." Yang Shuoming let her go, saying this while quickly loading his pistol.

  "Be careful, come back early." Huang Yunzhi watched his movements, her eyes also becoming more determined. She reached out to tidy up Yang Shouming's clothes, then picked up the left-handed pistol that had fallen beside him.

  Yang Shuo Ming bid farewell to his beloved wife, the fragrance of her lips still lingering, and chased after the direction where the horse troops had just patrolled, with a good sword and gun in hand.

  Yang Shuo Ming ran out for a short distance, and then saw three more bandits' corpses lying on the ground. At this time, the distant gunfire gradually became less frequent and finally stopped completely.

  Yang Shuo Ming noticed that the distant firelight and thick smoke were also gradually disappearing, he thought for a moment, did not pursue again, but turned back to find Xu Yuan Jin.

  When Yang Shuo Ming saw Xu Yuan Jin, Xu Yuan Jin was still marveling at the power of the howitzer.

  "If only we had two more cannons like this! Not one of these sons of bitches would be able to escape!" Xu Yuanjin exclaimed excitedly, pointing forward as he saw Yang Shouming arrive.

  Yang Shuo Ming looked in the direction of his finger, and immediately saw that the open space in front was filled with corpses lying horizontally and vertically, all dressed as bandits.