Zhang Biwu's enemies couldn't care about so many of them. He pulled his companions, who were foolish and unknown, to act as shields. With a moment of "bang", this man became a deadly devil.

The enemy was smart and acted quickly. He immediately pulled the trigger and fired a shot at Zhang Biwu. Fortunately, Zhang Biwu reacted quickly. He turned his upper body and crossed his feet and let the bullet pass.

The enemy's eyes widened. He knew that the shot did not hit Zhang Biwu, what would be waiting for him? Sure enough! One shot was fatal! Zhang Biwu's red tassel gun pierced his throat honestly and unceremoniously.

Zhang Biwu's eyes shone brightly, and the anger on his face suddenly appeared! He couldn't help but remember that this man was on the British flagship, and he was holding him with a gun! He almost killed his life! A man should be avenged!

"Drink!" Zhang Biwu roared, and then drilled the red tassel spear with both hands. The blade of the red tassel spear quickly turned! It was like a tripping machine, shattering the enemy's neck, thus causing his head to fall off.

Zhang Biwu was quick and quick, and reached out and lifted his head in his hand. He stretched his eyes and shouted loudly: "This thief is my enemy! I kill my enemy with my hands! And if you don't go back to your England, then you will also be the enemy of Chinese soldiers who defend their country! He will be your fate!"

As soon as Zhang Biwu finished speaking, he threw the enemy's head out with great effort. The bloody head was thrown on the face of a British soldier. The British soldier saw a ball of blood sticking over and threw it. When he saw that it was his head clearly and was hit again, he was shocked and in pain, he fell to the ground.

The head level bounced, and it bounced over the shoulder of a British soldier not far away. The British soldier behind him was shocked to see this, and then fell to the ground dizzy. When the other British soldiers saw him, they looked at Zhang Biwu, who was like a god suddenly descending. They were so scared that they couldn't say a word.

The head fell on the hands of a British soldier. The British soldier seemed to be scalded by a hot potato. His hands moved quickly, and the head was up and down.

"Uh" With his scream, he threw his head hard at the two British soldiers behind him.

"Drink, ah, ah," the two British soldiers screamed. They were afraid. They were both soft on the ground at the same time, and the heads passed between them. If they hadn't stood firm, the heads would have hit them.

Even so, the head hit a British soldier, then fell to the ground, rolled on the deck, and then stopped moving. Poor the British soldier first looked at the one hit by the head on his chest, and blood was revealed. Then he looked at the head again, quietly, as if he was opening his big fierce teeth, which was extremely rejuvenated. With a "ah", the British soldier was scared to faint.

"Ah!" The Ying Bing was scared! They opened their big eyes in fear. Originally, their eyes were as small as if they were narrowed into a slit. Because of fear and fright, their eyes seemed to have expanded several times. They looked at Zhang Biwu and thought that Zhang Biwu was a god of death! A righteous god who judged them, the robbers who committed many evil deeds!

Zhang Biwu's spear was actually a little nervous! He wanted him to fight so many British soldiers alone, and they were holding muskets instead of cold weapons. If it were cold weapons, the danger coefficient would be much smaller. But there was no way out! He could only go along this road with a tough bullet!

I didn't hear the sound of reading the letter anymore. What's wrong with Huang Qi? When Zhang Biwu thought about this, he turned his eyes to Huang Qi and then looked around the British soldiers. After Huang Qi confirmed that Zhang Biwu was fine, he saw Zhang Biwu turn his eyes to his side. He understood what Zhang Biwu meant.

So Huang Qi continued to read Qin Huaiyu's letter: "Biwu, pay more attention to your health outside. Even if you are thousands of miles apart, I will be cold when you are cold. I will be tired when you are tired. I will be sad when you are sad. When you miss me, it is also when I miss you. Even when you don't have time to miss me, I will be miss you!"

A Ming army soldier noticed the content of the letter, yes! Even if they were in the military camp, they could not go home, but weren’t they thinking about their wives and lovers in their hearts? Sometimes they called many times in their dreams, but they couldn’t go home. I felt like the soul was flying back home, being with their wives, eating, working together, educating their children, and being filial to their parents together.

Huang Qi read the letter attracted more and more people's attention.

"Drink!" Huang Qi's voice of reciting came into Zhang Biwu's ears. He became brave. What he saw in front of him was not the enemy musket that was emitting a poisonous tongue at him, but Qin Huaiyu was smiling at him, and she was still so beautiful, waiting for Zhang Biwu to go home! As such, Zhang Biwu's fear fell to the bottom.

"Huh!" Zhang Biwu rose up, and the bullets were just showing off his power in his shadow. The British soldiers were panicked like a group of dizzy ants, pointing to the east and the west, "Here! There!" Then they fired again, but they failed to hit Zhang Biwu.

On the contrary, as Zhang Biwu approached, blood splattered with a "whoosh" sound! Zhang Biwu was dyed red by the splash of blood, turned into a life-seeking Rakshasa, and also became a great god who specializes in taking evil and bad people! Punishing evil people for crimes!

A British soldier wanted to escape the blame. He raised his gun to protect his head. With a "bang", the gun broke into two pieces, and the British soldier's head was chopped in half. He deserved to end his life.

"I will be tired even if you are tired!" Qin Huaiyu wrote this in his letter, and Zhang Biwu was thinking in his heart: "I won't be tired! I won't be tired! Because I want to go back to see you alive! More importantly, Huaiyu, I don't want you to be tired either! I know you take care of your mother and support a family! But as you said in your letter, I am not tired, you are not tired! We are not tired together!"

Just as Zhang Biwu was thinking and looking around the enemy, the enemy soldiers had surrounded Zhang Biwu! The gun was pointing at him unanimously! It was about to fire! Zhang Biwu, who was thinking about it, was listening to Qin Huaiyu's letter from Huang Qi read. He didn't seem to be in the battlefield, throwing death and danger behind his head.

The knife in his hand was thrown out, and the knife flew. The sound of "Puo,Puo" was the flying knife cut on the three British soldiers one after another. The three British soldiers flew straight with blood. They fell to the ground without exception, and the gun in their hands was also thrown out.

Zhang Biwu leaped and kicked a group of enemy soldiers! He kicked both feet and drove forward! Five enemy soldiers were kicked to the ground by Zhang Biwu who was trampling on him, so naturally he could not make any sinful gunshots.
Chapter completed!