After seeing Jiang Weihua retreat a little, Big Boss Jin's expression softened slightly. He held a pistol in each hand and calmed himself down. Then, he turned around and pointed the gun at the distance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of explosive sounds came from the pistol in Big Boss Jin's hand.
"So what if your acting skills are good? If a public figure's character isn't up to standard, sooner or later, they'll dig out dirt on you. Your character's image will collapse until you despair. Hmph!”
Jiang Weihua could not help but admire Jin Dong's amazing acting skills when he saw Jin Dong's confident movements and perfect expression. However, when he thought of his actions just now, he could not help but snort coldly with disdain.
He was also carefully observing them. He did not have the intention of interfering with their filming. If he really disturbed them, he would not be tactful if he just said,"Go back."
However, this guy just had to open his mouth and say," You're courting death." Was this a celebrity? This was simply the real-life version of Black Boss.
"Tsk!"
A soft sound that sounded like a sharp weapon piercing into flesh was heard. Jiang Weihua looked down and saw two bloody holes the size of peanuts on Jiang Xiaozhu's arm, which was hidden behind the cabinet, gurgling with blood.
The flesh was slightly exposed, and the fresh meat inside was clearly visible. The bean-sized sweat on the pig's forehead was clearly visible. Jiang Weihua's heart suddenly thumped, and a strong ominous feeling welled up.
He hurriedly looked up at Big Boss Jin. As he dodged, sparks flew from the wall behind him. Although he had never seen it in a movie, this did not seem like an effect that could be caused by a special skill.
He turned his gaze to the ground under the wall. There were hundreds of deformed bullets lying quietly on the ground, as if they were saying something or mocking this person.
Jiang Weihua's eyes scanned the surroundings anxiously. Then, he turned around and ran at the speed of the 100-meter sprint during training. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his heart caused by the intense exercise. Without looking back, he ran into the depths of the alley.
"It's not an act! It was not a blood bag! It was not a fake fight! I'm not reborn, but…transmigrated!”
As he ran, Jiang Weihua's thoughts spun. In an instant, everything he had seen after waking up flashed through his mind, and everything suddenly became clear.
It wasn't that he had been reborn on the set of " Arrows on Bow ", but…he had transmigrated to the real world of " Arrows on Bow "!
Fortunately, he had extreme sprint training every day in school, and his heart and lungs often experienced pain. Although it was not as excruciating as the pain now, he could barely endure it for a short period of time.
Even though his speed was slower than usual, he only took four seconds to reach the place where he woke up. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, then without saying anything, he picked up a bag of coal ash and ran back again.
Thank you, Devil Coach Qin, for carrying a 180-pound barbell twice a week and doing extra squats!
The weight of a sack of coal ash was not low. If he had not gone through countless devil training, he might not even dare to take a step forward, let alone run with it on his back.
When he ran back to the alley, Piglet was trembling in pain. He used the wedding cloth to wrap two broken pieces of wood in his hands and barely made a simple clamp for his left hand. When the wedding cloth was wrapped, both hands were still dripping blood to the ground.
"If a woman can endure that kind of pain, why would I be afraid of a hammer?”Jiang Weihua gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and breathed heavily through his nose, hoping to relieve the pain that surged along with his pounding heart. He ignored the sweat that was pouring down his forehead like a spring and secretly cheered himself up.
Every nationalistic youth had a dream to go to the battlefield and protect the country, especially Jiang Weihua, who had the feelings of a special forces soldier.
How many times had he dreamt of history, killing those beasts that wreaked havoc in the land of Yan Huang!
In Jiang Weihua's countless imaginations, if one day he could really be there, at most, he would just eat a peanut and be in pain for a few seconds. He would definitely not be afraid.
However, now that he was in this situation, he finally understood how ridiculous those assumptions were. Imaginations were still assumptions. He was still an ordinary person. He would still be afraid!
Looking at the woman who was dripping blood not far away, Jiang Weihua felt an indescribable pain in his heart. Those beasts were not worthy of stepping into the Great Land of Yan Huang. They should not even exist in this world.
If one didn't experience it personally, one wouldn't know how afraid they were. Similarly, if one didn't experience it personally, one wouldn't know how intense the hatred was.
Jiang Weihua's chest heaved up and down violently, and his eyes flashed with a strong killing intent. He endured the soreness in his nose and made a running motion with his feet. He shouted at Big Boss Jin across the street,"Rongshi, cover me!"
"Good!" Looking at the bulging sack that Jiang Weihua was carrying on his back and the movement of his feet, Rong Shi's eyes flashed with surprise. He was also an extremely decisive person. He nodded and agreed without thinking.
Ash was one of the most common solid wastes in this era. Although it was not eye-catching, there were many particles the size of marbles and ping pong balls. The fine white ash between the particles also had a good soft buffer effect. In terms of the effectiveness of blocking bullets, it was much more reliable than ordinary walls, even comparable to sandbags.
However, in order to reduce the danger, Jiang Weihua had to seize the two best and shortest opportunities while Rong Shi was covering him.
One was the moment Rong Shi appeared and fired. At this moment, the opponent would usually have a subconscious reaction to dodge. Even if the opponent could suppress this reaction in his heart, his movements would also be slowed down for a moment.
Another possibility was that the moment Rong Shi dodged after shooting, the opponents would subconsciously shoot at Rong Shi's position after they reacted. Rifles in this era could not shoot continuously, and they needed time to load after firing.
Because Jiang Xiaozhu was in the same position as the Japanese and Rong Shi, Jiang Weihua's time was severely limited again. He needed to grab a short time difference before the bullet passed Jiang Xiaozhu and hit the wall behind Rong Shi.
"Whether he lives or dies depends on heaven's will!”Seeing Rong Shi staring at him and waiting for his signal, Jiang Weihua took a deep breath and shouted,"Rong Shi, cheers!"
Before he finished his sentence, Jiang Weihua had already lowered his head and carried the coal ash. He tilted his body and suddenly rushed towards Jiang Xiaozhu, who was only four or five meters away, without caring about anything.
"Bang bang bang…"
The moment Jiang Weihua moved, Rong Shi moved almost at the same time. He turned around and went out of the wall. He pointed his pistol at the Japanese who were slowly approaching from the dock and pulled the trigger repeatedly. With a series of explosive sounds, black smoke kept coming out of the muzzle.
Many of the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the front subconsciously dodged. However, their reactions and movements were much slower when faced with Rong Shi, who used to be a shooting instructor.
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