Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Yang Zhao and Ying Thirteen approached the small door and were already limp on the ground. The few people who did not escape with the others were thrown inside. The gunshots at the door were too intense. The bullets in their hands had been shot out, and the two did not come forward. It just pushed the original wooden table next to the small door to block the bullets.

Boss He heaved a sigh of relief and turned around to look at the casualties. When he saw several people rushing in outside the door, they were ready to shoot with guns.

That is Bao Hong's men.

Before Boss He, with his red eyes, had time to call him, he saw a figure flashing past, with the blade in his hand carrying a cold chill, and instantly cut the throats of those people.

Master! Absolute master!

"Outside!" Cheng Jia yelled, and pointed to the wall near the river where they were, to Yang Zhao who turned around.

It is just made of bamboo and wood.

And from the gap in the wall, you can see the men who are coming up from the river, and the barrels in their hands are raised against the wall.

"Run!" Yang Zhao shouted.

The gunshots sounded with Yang Zhao's calendar, and the people in the bamboo hut hugged their heads and shrank behind the wooden table.

Zhao Yinfeng hugged Ling Qingyu and rolled to the other side. Su Mu carried a stone bag to protect Cheng Jia and followed him. Ye Shiyi threw Mo Leilei and Hu Ye to the other side, and pulled them up again. A Burmese who was holding his head and shrank behind his own rock thrown it to the other side, and then slapped it with a palm.

The big stone shattered fiercely, and the rubble stood behind the bamboo wall like a wall under his internal force.

The bullets shot from outside penetrated the bamboo and wood walls but were blocked by the gravel wall, but there were still a few bullets that crossed the gaps of the gravel, and cut blood marks on Ye Xi's arm.

Ling Qingyu screamed in horror behind him. Ye eleven's pupils flashed red, and he shouted. The rubble came out like a sharp blade, and after he beat the bamboo wall into a brush, he shot Into the few men who came around from the river and shot wildly outside.

Gunshots sounded outside the door again, and the rest of their lives looked at the door with horror. They saw two tall men walking in with guns in one hand and two Bao Hong's men in the other.

Throwing the two guys who were not long-eyed at the door to the ground, He Li and Meng Su took over the position of Ye Xi.

From the cracked hole, it could be seen that the boat had gone away, and the people who stayed in the way had been killed by Ye eleven's stones.

Meng Su threw the submachine gun to Yang Zhao, who had finished the bullet, and took off the sniper rifle from his back.

As soon as the spirit behind, the man subconsciously collapsed his body into the cabin, only a few soft noises were heard, and blood holes were opened in the heads of several men next to him, and they fell on the boat.

Sniper!

The man's heart shuddered, those people...what the **** came from?

The shock of the bullet breaking through the air sounded again, and the man grabbed the boat’s Chuanxuan, and one of them overturned the boat forcefully and floated downstream against the boat.

"Eleven!" Ye Shiyi just wanted to chase out, so Ling Qingyu shouted, covering the wound on his arm, smiling, Ye Shiyi turned his head and said, "Sister, I'm fine."

Ling Qingyu dragged Yan Qiying thirteen and Ye eleven, and took a closer look. Ye eleven had three scratches on his hand, and his heart was relieved, but he looked at Ye eleven's white and tender jade. Three **** mouths on the arm, angry and heartache, said: "Those bastards!"

"Go downstream." Meng Su put away the sniper rifle, the river was twisty, and the other side pushed a boat again. The power of this gun is not enough to penetrate the ship board at such a distance. Well, you can consider changing it next time. bigger.

Yang Zhao took out the phone and called Ye Po. With Ye Po's ear power, he should be able to detect the sound of the gun here. He walked up from below, and he might be able to stop that person.

Although the men moved fast, there were still several injured people in the bamboo house, lying on the ground and shouting. Among them, Bao Hong was the most aggressive one.

The long fork thrown by Yan Qi was nailed directly into the root of his descendant, and the descendant's root had been cut in half.

"Mr. Bao~" With a cold smile, Yan Qi stood in front of him and said, "How should we calculate this account?"

"Smelly boy! You dare to hack me!" Boss He looked at the other injured people, then went out to see that his own person was actually put down by Bao Hong's person (put down while he was not prepared). Half of the people were deceived back to the village by them, and they came here now. After returning, they stepped on the place where the fork was nailed.

Ouch! With a bang, Bao Hong, who had all broken off his descendants, had his eyes black and fainted.

"Benefactor!" The Burmese who sold stones to Ye Shiyi only recovered at this time, and they saw that the place where they were hiding just now was already in ruins. If Ye Shiyi didn't throw them away, they Now, like the wall of the bamboo house, it has become a brush, and when he regained his senses, he threw himself under Ye Xixi's feet and kept kowtow.

Ye Shiyi was about to act like a baby with Ling Qingyu and asked for an extra day to take care of him. When he didn't say anything, he was interrupted by these people. Naturally, he was in a bad mood and gave them a fierce look.

Ye eleven is very beautiful. He always wears hat and sunglasses. Just now, in an emergency, he used his full strength. Under the agitation of internal force, the hat fell and the sunglasses also fell. Ling Qingyu acted like a coquettish, a blue water was brewing in his eyes, and his aura was still showing weakness (wasting his tail with Ling Qingyu).

With such a stare, there is no power to say nothing, but also a little bit of grievances, cute, eyes like autumn waves, face like spring flowers, that appearance, made the hearts of a few Burmese people suddenly jumped, more than just escaping from death. It came fiercely, and then I got up with excitement.

"What did they say?" Ye Shiyi asked Hu Ye impatiently.

"They said, in order to express their gratitude for your life-saving grace, you can take the rest of the stones, as long as you see it, no matter what," he glanced at the Burmese who quickly recovered from the idiot With outstretched fingers, Hu Ye said, "You can take one."

Because they offered the best jade, these Burmese stones sold faster even though the price was not low (of course, half of the stones that were opened later made half a small loss, and there was no over-value jade. The stone that was broken on the eleventh, judging from the gravel on the ground, it is waste stone, not green at all), and now there are only seven or eight pieces left, all of which are relatively large stones, and the price is several hundred Between 10,000 and 40 million.

If Ye Eleven picks the biggest one (originally the third, but now it is the first), it would be more than 40 million.

Ye Shiyi pointed to the largest piece without hesitation.