??741: Chapter 741 Engagent Gunfight (4)
741: Chapter 741 Engagent Gunfight (4)
An Yiqing nodded reassuredly and said no more.
She and Gu Yelin turned around and left.
Just as they were about to push open the great doors of the banquet hall, a pair of strong hands reached from behind them and swung the doors open first.
“I’m coming with you.
I want to see who dares to be so arrogant at my grandson and granddaughter-in-law’s engagent ceremony!
Let’s go!”
Elder Gu bellowed and strode out the door first.
An Yiqing and Gu Yelin exchanged glances and followed closely behind, firmly shutting the banquet hall doors without leaving a crack.
Outside the banquet hall at this mont, the walls and ground were filled with mottled and terrifying bullet holes, and in so places, there were even so shocking pools of blood.
Inside the hall, chaos reigned.
A large group of n in black and another large group of n and won in plain clothes were all firing their weapons fiercely.
An Yiqing looked closely and breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, the “Red Thorn” mbers had arrived in ti and had not caused any innocent casualties.
At this mont, there were three groups inside the hall.
The first group consisted of An Yiqing’s Thirteen Blood Generals and the Feng Family Five Brothers.
They could be easily identified by the blue ribbons tied around their right arms.
The second group was Gu Yelin’s “Red Thorn” team, commanded by the deputy leader Chiang Yi, Tan Yunlin, and Ye Feng, all of whom were dressed in the distinctive uniforms of “Red Thorn,” emitting a chilling aura.
The third group was the mysterious opponents the “Red Thorn” and Thirteen Blood Generals were fiercely battling – the n in black masks!
The number of these n in black masks was sowhat beyond An Yiqing and Gu Yelin’s estimates – they were not few in number, but also not excessively many, roughly sixty or so.
One might have thought they’d be easy to handle, but these n in black masks not only had firearms but were also incredibly resilient.
Even if they coughed up blood, they would get up on their own, without any hesitation.
An Yiqing quickly joined the frantic gunfight.
Her current strength was not enough to fully withstand stray bullets.
However, Gu Yelin and Old Master Gu were different.
One was a Mid-Level Demigod, the other at Demigod Peak.
Their strengths were terrifyingly formidable, moving through the chaotic spray of bullets as if entering an uninhabited domain, providing extrely favorable conditions for An Yiqing’s side.
As the lee dragged on, An Yiqing’s frown deepened.
Seeing the tireless attacks of these opponents in front of her, they reminded her of those dicine Persons from the previous encounters.
However, the caliber of these n in black masks was obviously higher than the dicine Persons!
All were above the Mid-Level of the Innate Realm!
Even if she fought barehanded and resisted desperately, she could at best handle four to five of them at most.
Yet here there were sixty-odd such individuals!
Where did they co from all of a sudden?
How could there suddenly appear so many Mid-Level Innate Martial Cultivators!
If it weren’t for the presence of high-level experts like Gu Yelin and Old Master Gu, relying solely on An Yiqing’s Thirteen Blood Generals and the twenty-sothing “Red Thorn” mbers, it would have been incredibly difficult to leave this place intact today!
Rember, these were sixty Mid-Level Innate Martial Cultivators who felt no pain and had no consciousness!
Such monsters, even if there were only ten, would be enough to give everyone a hard ti, let alone so many!
At this mont, the comparatively weaker Feng Family Five Brothers had already been injured.
Although the wounds weren’t serious, the dull pain in their chests slowed their movents.
However, in a high-level confrontation, what matters is the speed you can muster in that crucial 0.01 seconds.
Due to just a mont of panic, Feng Tianyu, the weakest of the Feng Family Five Brothers, was brutally kicked in the stomach by a man in a black mask.
He was sent flying and slamd into a marble pillar a few ters away.
That pillar, engraved with many reliefs, made Feng Tianyu feel as if his internal organs had shifted positions; he struggled for a long ti but couldn’t get up.
Yet the man in the black mask did not offer him the rcy to ease his pain.
His right hand raised, the dark muzzle of the gun aid straight at Feng Tianyu, he pulled the trigger without hesitation!
The Thirteen Blood Generals and the other mbers of the Feng family saw what was happening, their eyes red with rage, but they were tightly entangled by the n in black masks, unable to break free.
Seeing Feng Tianyu’s plight, An Yiqing instantly threw off her opponent and dashed toward him rapidly.
But An Yiqing’s speed had not yet reached a point where she could match a bullet.
She could only watch helplessly as the bullet from the man’s gun in black flew out swiftly.
In that instant, ti seed to slow down, and everyone, including An Yiqing, the Thirteen Blood Generals, and the Feng Family Five Brothers, watched the bullet inch towards Feng Tianyu’s heart.
Gu Yelin and Old Master Gu were on the other side of the hall, and the “Red Thorn” mbers were tightly ensnared by the enemy; the situation had reached a deadlock.
With that bullet, Feng Tianyu would surely die!
However, just when everyone had lost hope, suddenly a gunshot sounded; the bullet that was about to enter Feng Tianyu’s chest was struck by another bullet, turned sharply in the air, and lodged itself in Feng Tianyu’s shoulder!
Hissss—!
Everyone was relieved and quickly looked up; at the entrance of the hall stood four individuals, and behind them followed a large group of burly masked n in camouflage gear!
A young man wielding a submachine gun and wearing a cap whistled breezily, his large eyes focusing on the black-masked man who shot at Feng Tianyu and flashed a playful smile.
“Thinking of causing mayhem at the boss’s engagent ceremony?
Wishful thinking!”
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