When the surrounding commoners who were watching the commotion heard this, their expressions were not shocked but happy.
As if he had encountered a rare blessing, he stood at the side and began to stop and watch.
Zhou Ying shouted.
Behind him, 20 to 30 burly subordinates rushed out of the Immortal Gathering Hall with sticks in their hands.
After confirming the target with Zhou Ying, these subordinates did not hesitate at all.
Holding all kinds of weapons, he ran towards Zhang Lun who was walking towards him.
"That Young Master Zhang Lun must have been scared silly, right?”
The surrounding commoners looked at the three people who were still walking forward with pity on their faces.
A wise man wouldn't take advantage of the situation, even if that pretty boy from before could fight against ten people alone.
However, there were already more than 20 to 30 thugs who had rushed out of the Immortals 'Hall.
With such a huge gap, so what if you can fight?
Could it be that he had to rely on his own strength to resist the siege of so many people?
Beside Zhu Houzhao, Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes.
Seeing that the situation was not right, he pulled out his sword and stood in front of Zhu Houzhao to protect him.
However, before he could move, Zhu Houzhao grabbed his collar, picked him up, and threw him to the side.
His seemingly effortless manner instantly stunned the surrounding onlookers.
Even Zhou Ying's gaze had begun to fall on Zhu Houzhao.
No one expected that Zhang Lun would actually have two experts by his side.
No wonder he was so confident and calm.
It seemed like the Duke of England had used his influence in the military to recruit experts for his grandson!
Just as Zhou Ying was staring at Zhu Houzhao.
Yu Huatian, who had been dragged to the side by Zhu Houzhao, landed on the ground. He looked at Zhu Houzhao anxiously and said softly,
"Your Highness, let this humble servant take action?"
Zhu Houzhao shook his head calmly.
Looking at the thugs charging at him, a cold smile appeared on his face as if he did not care about these people at all.
"This time, BenGong will personally take action!"
"Your Highness, let this humble servant take action. What if…"
"There's no 'what if'. It's difficult for them to get close even if they want to!”
"Hmm?"
Zhu Houzhao's face was full of pride, and his words were extremely domineering.
Yu Huatian was in disbelief when he heard this. He was prepared to stay by Zhu Houzhao's side at all times to protect his safety.
Zhu Houzhao's hands, which had been hidden in his lapels, suddenly reached out, holding two black objects.
What was this?
Yu Huatian, who was seeing this for the first time, was puzzled.
Everyone else had the same expression as him.
Even Zhou Ying, who had been staring at Zhu Houzhao, was shocked.
At this moment, his face was filled with astonishment as he looked at Zhu Houzhao, who was acting strangely, with a puzzled expression.
Zhu Houzhao raised his arm and looked at the group of thugs charging at him.
After a cold smile, his finger moved slightly.
Bang! Bang...
After a few gunshots.
The few thugs who were charging at the front directly went limp and fell to the ground.
The people who followed closely behind either tripped and fell to the ground or reacted in time and stopped in their tracks. They stared at Zhu Houzhao in horror.
The surrounding commoners were shocked by this sudden sound.
Then, he was stunned by the damage caused by the sound.
"My…my leg! My leg is bleeding!"
"Ah! It hurt! It hurts!"
……
Several screams broke the silence after the shock.
When these wailing thugs saw Zhu Houzhao's gaze fall on them, they were instantly frightened like cicadas in winter.
Even though he was grimacing in pain and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, he did not dare to make a single sound.
Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that these thugs were tactful. He held the gun in his hand and continued to move toward Zhou Ying.
When they passed by these thugs, no one dared to block Zhu Houzhao.
Even the few people who had been shot were enduring the pain. They dragged their injured thighs and quickly crawled to the side, as if they wanted to quickly get away from this killing god.
Zhou Ying stood at the entrance of the Immortals 'Hall, her legs shaking rapidly.
He had been arrogant and despotic in the capital for so many years, so he was considered a famous figure in the capital.
However, he had never thought that he would one day encounter such a fierce opponent.
Seeing the other party continue to walk towards her, Zhou Ying pretended to be calm and shouted loudly,
"How dare you, you actually dare to injure my subordinates!
Do you know who Yours Truly is?
Yours Truly's aunt is Empress Xiao Su Zhou. Even the current Emperor has to address her as Empress Dowager.
Yours Truly's father is the current Marquis Qingyun, and is deeply favored by the Emperor.
Therefore, I advise you to consider everything thoroughly.
If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will be in a good mood and spare your life.
If you continue to be stubborn, then don't blame Yours Truly for being heartless. Just wait for Yours Truly's revenge!”
After saying this, Zhou Ying's chest heaved up and down violently, and she did not dare to look away from Zhu Houzhao.
However, when he saw the three people who were still moving forward.
Zhou Ying understood that her threat just now had no effect at all.
Realizing this, Zhou Ying could no longer suppress the fear in her heart. She roared at the thugs who were still making way for her,
"Stop…stop them!”
However, these thugs had long been scared out of their wits and did not dare to step forward.
Zhou Ying looked at the unmoved crowd. At the same time, her expression became fearful and fierce.
He swept his gaze across the room, grabbed a servant beside him, and pushed him in the direction of Zhang Lun and the others.
Then, he quickly turned around and prepared to escape toward the Immortals 'Gathering Hall.
However, his trembling legs were no longer as agile as before.
Even his footsteps began to stagger.
Bang!
"Ah!"
After a gunshot, Zhou Ying knelt on the ground.
Shrill howls echoed throughout the Immortals 'Gathering Hall.
Blood was already flowing slowly from his left leg.
But even so, Zhou Ying still endured the pain and struggled to get up. She limped and continued to move forward, trying to escape from this place.
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out. Zhou Ying lost her balance and fell to the ground.
He continued to wail, but he did not stop. He crawled forward with a face full of fear.
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