"What? You? You want to kill us?"
Several assassins looked at each other. After a moment of silence, laughter broke out in the alley.
"Whose little girl are you? You haven't even grown all your hair yet and you're here in front of us?"
"While we are on good terms today, I will spare your life."
"Get out of here now."
I didn't take Shen Zhaozhao seriously at all.
Shen Zhaozhao exhaled the foul air in his chest, and suddenly felt that it would be fun to get rid of them all at once.
It would be more interesting to keep some of them and let them watch their companions die one by one.
Shen Zhaozhao hooked his finger.
"Whoever just called my man a cripple, please stand up."
It is better to calculate the accounts one by one.
"Are you a man?"
The leading black-clad man's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled disdainfully.
"It turns out that it was the widow of the Zhan family who came to visit us!"
"Brothers, anyone who is interested in the widow may go up."
As soon as the sound of "늄" came out, foul language filled the alley.
Several men in black were fighting with each other with a smile, and finally, one of them stood up.
The black-clothed man's Qinggong was quite good, and he arrived in front of Shen Zhaozhao in just a few moves.
If you lift it, you must pull her.
“You are the first one.” Shen Zhaozhao said coldly.
In the video, the muzzle of the shotgun was against the chest of the man in black.
The smile under the black-clad mask faded a little, "Yes, Zhan Nanxing is a cripple..."
BANG——
Before he finished speaking, Shen Zhaozhao pulled the trigger.
Following a sound.
The black-clothed person in front of her flew backwards suddenly as if he had received a huge impact.
In the alley, other men in black rushed to catch him.
But they received the message and found that something was wrong.
The one who was alive just now opened his eyes wide.
The few black-clothed people who touched him were all stained with wet blood.
The leader quickly stretched out his hand to test.
Surprisingly, there is no breath left.
"you……"
The black-clad leader's fingers trembled a little, raised his head, and looked at Shen Zhaozhao with doubt.
Just now, it happened in the blink of an eye.
A sound.
He finally fixed his sights on the strangely shaped weapon in Shen Zhaozhao's mind.
“It’s a good thing.”
The man in black with a mask had a greedy look in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the widow of the Zhan family actually had such a good thing hidden in her pocket.
More powerful than the Hidden Crossbow.
"Brothers, come together!"
He made a gesture, "The weapon in this woman's hand is a treasure, grab it!"
He calculated very well.
At the same time, this woman can only fight one person at a time, and among them, there is no one who is good at Qinggong.
Using the casualties of one or two brothers in exchange for a treasure that has never been seen.
Worth it!
Those people in black in the alley are assassins.
After hearing the leader's words, they all rushed towards Shen Zhaozhao.
"Third Young Master!"
Feng Yong, who had been hiding in the dark, was so frightened that his courage almost broke.
That just now scared him half to death.
If the Third Young Master had told them to stay where they were, he would have rushed up long ago.
"Help!" Bai Bao shouted, and he and Chen Laqi got up from the roof.
Zhan Beichen, however, took a step ahead, stretched out his hand, and grabbed one of them.
"Wait a moment."
Zhan Beichen was not as anxious as they were, but looked down at the alley below.
Just bang, bang, bang...
There were several consecutive beeps.
In the alley, the black-clad assassins who had been so murderous just now fell to the ground one after another.
Either they groan and roll around in pain, or they are simply silent.
"Oh my god..."
Chen Laqi was stunned.
"What is that thing that Third Young Master is using?"
"How come you're so powerful?"
The white leopard also stared at it, his eyes turning away.
He just saw clearly that the Third Young Master didn't aim like he did with the hidden arrows and the crossbow.
Just bang bang bang at that group of people.
All of them fell down.
Zhan Beichen silently let go of the hands that were holding Bai Bao and Chen Laqi by their collars.
He used the small iron lump that Shen Zhaozhao gave him.
Every time you pull the trigger, a floor tile will explode.
The big thing in Shen Zhaozhao's mind now is obviously more powerful.
With just a few strikes, all the assassins were knocked down.
Zhan Beichen took a deep breath. If such a treasure could be used in the Zhan family army, then would they have lost the battle?
"Please, second brother, help me deal with these."
Shen Zhaozhao raised his face and looked at Zhan Beichen and said.
"I will go meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
After that, Shen Zhaozhao walked out of the alley with the shotgun.
Zhan Beichen landed with Feng Yong and the other two.
Feng Yong was really curious about how the weapon in Shen Zhaozhao's body had brought him down, and he tore open the collar of an assassin.
Seeing the wound in front of him, he took a deep breath.
"Oh my goodness."
"What's wrong?" Zhan Beichen walked over, his eyes fell on the messy wound, and for a moment, he was shocked and speechless.
Amidst the blood and flesh, a small hole was pierced through the assassin's chest.
"Second Young Master, look at this."
Bai Bao also picked up something like a small steel ball on the ground and handed it over.
"That weapon should be able to fire a bunch of these beads in an instant."
Zhan Beichen looked at the bead for a long time, then lowered his head and covered the mouth of the assassin who was still breathing.
Rise.
The knife falls.
"Clean up this place and don't let anyone live."
Zhan Beichen explained with a stern face.
"Also, what the Third Young Master did today and the weapons she used can be told to others, even Zhan Ping and Huang Ye!"
There is such a killer weapon in the body of my third brother and sister-in-law, the fewer people know about it, the better.
Feng Yong and the others looked at each other and responded solemnly.
They understood the Second Young Master's concerns.
This is because they are afraid that the news will leak out and arouse the covetousness of some people, which will bring great trouble to the Third Young Master and the Zhan Family.
Shen Zhaozhao walked out of the alley and found a yard according to the direction Feng Yong and the others had found out.
Eye-catching.
But the wall is quite high.
Thanks to Brother 눁's inspiration, Shen Zhaozhao let his consciousness enter the space and bought a grappling gun at the seafood market.
Using the grappling hook and rope, he entered the yard neatly.
Shen Zhaozhao walked through the yard, sticking to the wall, and went around to the window.
Inside the house, someone was talking.
"It is worthwhile to exchange Guo Niang's worthless life for Zhan Nanxing's life," a strange male voice came, "I can also be released and return to the capital to report."
"Congratulations, Your Highness. This time, His Majesty must be very pleased with you. The eldest prince must be jealous."
"Hahaha……"
Shen Zhaozhao listened to the prince's hearty laughter, picked up the shotgun in his hand, walked to the door, and raised his foot.
"Bang——"
She kicked the door open, and in front of the surprised gaze of the man in brocade clothes, she raised the black muzzle of the gun and pointed it at him:
"Are you the prince?"
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