This small short gun has a delicate feeling. If you have to compare it, it is a bit like a carefully carved jade. It is enough to be shocking to be able to polish steel and wood to such an extent.

In fact, in terms of polishing and carving, the Ming Dynasty has always been at the top, but it is rare to use steel and wood to work so meticulously. It has to be said that it is very sharp.

Zhu Di held the short gun and saw the inscription of the "Perfect Good Gun" on the gun, and couldn't help laughing. His hand couldn't help but approach the trigger, and the gun was aimed at Hao Fenglou.

Hao Fenglou's face suddenly changed. This is not a musket from later generations. The muskets from these days are not safe. Hao Fenglou hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, be careful, be careful not to touch the trigger. Don't look at Weichen. Look, this kind of brother is much more eye-catching than Weichen."

The guard on the side was shocked and thought he felt cool, but when Zhu Di's gun hit him, the guard was stunned. He was the guard of the flag bearer. Although he didn't exert any force when the rioters rushed to kill, he didn't know how to fire the short gun. However, he had never eaten pork, but he had really seen the pig run. He had seen the power of the small short gun with his own eyes. So, the guard immediately felt that he was no longer cool. His knees softened, and he knelt on the ground in a vain and said in tears: "I am too dark in humbleness..."

Zhu Di couldn't help but smile, and finally put away the short gun. He couldn't help but say to Hao Fenglou: "Since this is your gift, to be honest, the workmanship is indeed quite exquisite, and it can be considered extraordinary. But you said that this is a self-defense weapon. But you don't know how to defend this short gun?"

Hao Fenglou's body shook, and the turtle's aura suddenly overflowed. He said, "Your Majesty, look." Without saying a word, he took out another short gun from his waist and held it in his hand. His eyes flashed, but it fell outside the mansion.

The government troops outside the palace have completely controlled the situation. The rebels died and surrendered, except for the corpses that were not picked up by anyone, there were a group of surrendered soldiers who were subdued.

Not far from the mansion, more than a dozen guarded surrendered soldiers were squatting. They knelt on the ground uneasy and did not dare to move.

Hao Fenglou walked forward, came to a prisoner, kicked him with his feet, and said, "Stand up!"

The surrendered man was stunned for a moment and stood up slightly trembling.

Hao Fenglou called another one, called the two of them to a relatively empty place, and then said to the guard who was escorting him: "Go and give each of them a knife."

These guards hesitated. These criminals who committed serious crimes of treason. At this time, they gave them a knife. If they suddenly started to hurt someone, it would be a joke.

However, Hao Fenglou has made great contributions recently and won the favor of the holy people, so he flatly refused. It is inevitable that he will offend him. After all, they are just ordinary military lieutenants. How dare they offend this Qianhu Master of the Jinyiwei? Now they are in a dilemma, so they have to look at Zhu Di hesitantly.

Zhu Di also walked over with his hands and looked at Hao Fenglou with interest. He wanted to know what Hao Fenglou wanted to do. At this time, he saw the eyes of several guards asking, and nodded without showing any expression.

After Zhu Di's promise, these guards were simply the ones. Someone took off the knife from his waist and stuffed it directly into the hands of the two rioters.

Unfortunately, the two "disruptors" are not as backbone as they imagined. They hold a knife in their hands, just like holding a hot potato. They don't dare to throw it away, and they don't dare to move it.

Hao Fenglou smiled: "Do you want to live?"

"Think!" This is definitely a heartfelt statement, so when answering, the two of them spoke in unison, one of them was smarter, and couldn't help but add: "The villain... The villain was deceived by Yang Xiong's dog thief. The villain received the favor of the country in the world, how could he..."

"Shut up!" Hao Fenglou's face changed and said, "You must also know what sin you have committed. It is difficult to live. Open the skylight and say something bright. If you are dead, not only will you die, but it will also cause trouble to your family. You were also a personal army in the past, and I must also know the rules here, so I won't say more. However, I will give you a chance. You have your knife taken. From now on, use the knife to chop me. If you cut me twice, the treason can be changed to killing people. If you cut me into meat sauce, congratulations, you can regain your freedom and no one will cause trouble for you since then. Do you understand? Now, do you still want to live or chop people?"

The two "disruptive parties" looked at each other, obviously they found it incredible to the requests made by Hao Fenglou. They had seen funny people, but they thought they had never seen such funny people.

Just... cut or not cut?

They didn't dare to think that Hao Fenglou was just joking.

Hao Fenglou smiled coldly and said, "But the ugly saying goes ahead. If you don't chop, now, I will order someone to chop you into meat sauce. I will count three times. You will decide for yourself, one... two..."

The two rioters were shocked and said that to this point, there was nothing to say, just cut it off.

The two of them had fierce eyes, so they didn't care about anything, so they raised their swords together and rushed towards Hao Fenglou.

They were only a few feet away from Hao Fenglou and arrived in a blink of an eye.

Two long swords raised high and drew half an arc in the air. It was obvious that Hao Fenglou was about to be cut off next.

At this time, Hao Fenglou raised his short gun.

Slap...

The two guns were shot directly at the face of one of the rioters.

The rioters' body stagnated, and the long sword raised was hanging down with a clang, and they all collapsed on the ground like mud.

Seeing this, another rioter's pupils contracted, but now he had no choice. He gritted his teeth, held the knife in both hands, and continued to chop down.

Hao Fenglou was faster than him, and the short gun was still emitting blue smoke. The wheel moved and hit his chest with a bang.

The huge impact caused the rioter to retreat backwards and a blood arrow to burst out.

The rioters suffered, but they were still tough and still stubbornly slashed at Hao Fenglou.

Bang...

He raised his hand and another gun, only half a foot apart, the lead bullet directly penetrated the right arm of the rioter.

The knife fell.

The rioters also fell to the ground, covering their arms wildly, bowing their bodies and wailing.

Hao Fenglou walked forward expressionlessly, without mercy in his eyes. He had enough of this kind of game. Either you kill me or I kill you. If he hadn't prepared fifty musketeers, these people would have rushed into his home and destroyed his family. Hao Fenglou absolutely believed that if it was really the case, the "poor" person in front of him would definitely cut off his head without hesitation.

He walked to the rioters with expressionless expression, and the rioters kept twitching on the ground.

There was the last lead bullet in the musket. Hao Fenglou raised the gun and pointed it at his forehead. With a bang, his head shattered, and a red and white liquid smelly liquid flowed out. The owner of the head sket twisted for a moment and then no longer moved.

The musket in his hand was a little hot. Hao Fenglou took the musket away and did not look at the two rioters on the ground, as if he had just slaughtered only snakes, insects and ants. Hao Fenglou was extremely clear about this. Friends are friends and enemies are enemies. Since he was an enemy, Hao Fenglou did not have any word tolerant in the dictionary of the enemy.

Returning to the gate, Hao Fenglou bowed to Zhu Di and said, "Your Majesty, I'm so ugly."

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaoxu have not come back to their senses yet. They know what kind of virtue Hao Fenglou is. Although smart and smart, when it comes to force, whether it is Zhu Di and Zhu Gaoxu, they are afraid that they will not even look at this guy. In their minds, Hao Fenglou is only of the same level as Prince Zhu Gaochi, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is powerless.

But right in front of them, this guy only used the time to fight against two warriors holding long swords... the five sounds of sex, to be precise, just one sip of tea, and he directly killed two warriors without any damage.

What I rely on is an inconspicuous short gun in my hand, just a short gun.

All of the incredible things were solved in an instant. There were fifty musketeers on hand, each with such a powerful weapon, which was simply a man who could not escape. No wonder thousands of rebels could not even rush in the Hao family, and no wonder they were unscathed, while the rebels left nearly two hundred corpses. Even a waste of Hao Fenglou could kill two warriors in an instant. So straightforward and neat, who would dare to doubt the power of this short gun?

Zhu Di raised the short gun in his hand, looked at the thing on his hand in disbelief, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's amazing, it's amazing, Hao Aiqing, I have received more than a thousand great gifts, but only this gift tonight is the most interesting thing to me. Tonight is a bit interesting, haha, it's that interesting."

Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help but be moved when he looked at the short guns on his father and Hao Fenglou. Men, especially men like him, like him, like the most is the weapon of murder. The real men of the ancients are good at guns and sticks, and the real men of later generations love guns. This is the same truth. In Zhu Gaoxu's eyes, Hao Fenglou's short gun is probably more attractive than a BMW and a sword. His Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he also laughed dryly: "Today I have opened my eyes. Father, with this weapon, any traitor is afraid that he is even worse than a grass mustard."

Hao Fenglou said modestly: "Your Majesty and His Highness the King of Han praised him."

Zhu Di learned from Hao Fenglou and inserted the short gun into his imperial belt. He laughed and said, "The short gun is not busy talking in advance. Go to see the queen first. We are too dissatisfied. How can we still discuss the principle of killing people here when we arrive in front of the door? Let's go in with me. Hao Fenglou, you are the master, and you will lead the way."

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Chapter completed!