Xiao Qingran had no intention of interfering in other people's affairs in a foreign country where he was unfamiliar with the place.
But when her mental power scanned and found that the token hanging on one of the besieged old men had the same pattern as the token of the Xuanmen heir that Miaokong gave her, she changed her mind.
Moreover, she also discovered that this old man could actually use talismans.
Then this person must be from Xuanmen.
That is, her people.
Although she had never been to Xuanmen and had only met Shen Yi of Xuanmen, it did not prevent her from saving her own people.
"Zhou Wu, are you crazy? Do you think we're still in Jiuzhou? Try again, which is faster, your talisman or my bullet?"
The man with a thick face had a mocking sneer on his face and held a submachine gun in his hand. Behind him followed a dozen foreign men, all over two meters tall and with well-developed muscles.
They each held a gun, and all of them were pointed at the white-haired old man named Zhou Wu and the young man beside him.
The young man looked to be in his twenties. He hunched over, covering his bleeding abdomen with one hand, and stared at the man with a face full of flesh with eyes full of hatred.
"Zheng Xing, not only did you betray your master, you even defected abroad and became a lackey of another country. Today, even if I die, I will clean up the mess for our sect."
Zhou Wu held the last blasting talisman tightly in his hand.
Success or failure depends on this one move.
If this talisman cannot kill Zheng Xing, he and the crown prince will both die here.
If Zheng Xing died, he would protect the crown prince and escape even if it meant leaving no trace of his body.
"Old man, I'm really giving you face. Today, neither of you can leave. You both must die."
Zheng Xing said this and pulled the trigger.
At the same time, Zhou Wu threw an explosive talisman at Zheng Xing.
The bullet shot towards Zhou Wu's forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Zhou Wu's explosive talisman was about to explode, Zheng Xing quickly grabbed a foreign man next to him and pushed him towards the explosive talisman.
"No, Mr. Zhou."
Seeing the bullet hit Zhou Wu's forehead, the Crown Prince roared with bloodshot eyes, but he was powerless.
After a loud "bang", the foreign man who was caught by Zheng Xing to resist the blasting talisman was blown to pieces.
Zheng Xing raised a smug smile.
However, his smile didn't last for a second before a bloody hole suddenly appeared on his forehead.
When he fell, a smug smile was still on his face before his death.
Everyone opened their mouths in shock at this sudden turn of events.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm glad you're okay!"
The first one to react was the crown prince, and a smile appeared on his face that was uglier than crying.
Zhou Wu quickly came to his senses and stared at Zheng Xing's body on the ground in disbelief, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
He had wanted to deal with this evil disciple for a long time, but unfortunately this guy was too cunning and hid very well.
In order to gain fame and fortune, he defected abroad and became a running dog of the Americans.
This time, to repay a favor, he had to go out and protect his old friend's grandson who was visiting the United States on business. Unexpectedly, his whereabouts were exposed, and more than a dozen bodyguards were killed or injured in the pursuit. After finally escaping to the suburbs, they were caught up again.
He didn't expect that the person who had been chasing them would be Zheng Xing, a traitor of Xuanmen.
With all the new and old grudges added together, Zhou Wu wanted to kill him.
But now that he saw that Zheng Xing was really dead, he felt a little sad.
This child has been an orphan since childhood. When he was five or six years old, he was begging outside and was met by people from the Xuanmen who brought him back to the sect for education.
He also personally accepted him as his disciple.
But this child wasn't cut out for the esoteric arts. He couldn't draw talismans, and his head was filled with mush when it came to metaphysics.
Many of his fellow disciples passed the sect's tests and went out to gain experience, but Zheng Xing could only stay in the sect's backroom to cook.
With the passing of the Xuan Sect leader, the sect declined, and the number of Xuan Sect disciples dwindled. There were almost no support staff.
It was also at that time that the disciples younger than him went out to gain experience, but Zheng Xing could only stay in the sect and could not go out.
It was also at that time that he became resentful and poisoned the food, killing more than a dozen of his fellow disciples before defecting from the sect.
The sect, already in decline, fell into decline from that moment on. If it weren't for the silent support of his old friend, Xuanmen would have ceased to exist.
Thinking of the past, Zhou Wu couldn't help but sigh.
But he did not forget his and the Crown Prince's current situation.
Although I don't understand why the bullet was reflected back in the end, I dare not take it lightly.
Although Zheng Xing is dead, he still has more than a dozen subordinates.
If he still had the talismans, he wouldn't have to be afraid of these people at all.
The problem is, after running away for so long, all the talismans I saved for a year have been used up.
The Crown Prince was also seriously injured.
Now the two of them were completely powerless and fell down at the slightest push. How could they possibly contend with these people?
"Crown Prince, I'll hold them back while you find time to escape."
While those foreigners are still shocked by Zheng Xing's sudden death, escape quickly.
The Crown Prince smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mr. Zhou, there's no point in running away now."
The Crown Prince showed his intestines leaking out of his abdomen.
Perhaps, if these people didn't kill him, he wouldn't be able to survive on his own.
"Why……"
Zhou Wu let out a sad sigh.
I thought that if Zheng Xing died, the Crown Prince would have a chance to survive.
Even if he died, he would give an explanation to his old friend.
But now...
He had clearly calculated before he came that although his life would be in danger on this trip, he would be able to turn the danger into safety.
But now, who can come to save them?
Zhou Wu seriously suspected that his reasoning ability had regressed due to his age. He had not calculated correctly this time and even his life was at stake.
"You killed our boss, you deserve to die."
A foreign man pointed at Zhou Wu in broken Chinese and said, "KILL HIM!"
After he finished speaking, all the foreign men shot at Zhou Wu with guns.
"No……"
This time the Crown Prince let out a desperate roar.
He knew that a miracle could not happen again.
Besides, there was only one bullet last time.
This time there are more than a dozen.
No one can survive such a dense barrage of bullets.
Just when everyone thought that Zhou Wu would not escape death this time, even he himself gave up struggling.
Seventeen bullets suddenly turned around halfway and reflected back onto the foreheads of the seventeen foreign men who fired the shots.
Watching the people who were alive just a moment ago suddenly fall to the ground and die like stacked tarot cards.
Even Zhou Wu, who had lived for over sixty years, was shocked to the point of his heart skipping a beat. This was truly bizarre.
He clearly didn't sense any evil spirit nearby, so what was going on?
The Crown Prince stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, swallowed hard, and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Until I heard footsteps.
Zhou Wu and the Crown Prince quickly suppressed their emotions and looked in the direction of the footsteps with a vigilant look.
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