Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Compared with the old single-shot rifle and the Type 56 rapid-fire rifle in Ning Yuan and his men's hands, the difference is not as big as that between a sword or spear and a firearm, but it is not far off.

The mirror box in Fu Dahai's hand was better, he could fire several shots in a row, but the guys behind him had to reload the gun after firing a shot.

As soon as Ning Yuan and his men opened fire, a continuous stream of bullets hit the trunks of the trees with a "bang".

Wood chips flew everywhere, and several people hid behind the trees and didn't dare to show their heads.

Even Fu Dahai, who was at the front, was suppressed and couldn't stretch out his gun.

It was only a few steps away, and Ning Yuan and his men had not used up half of the bullets in their guns when they rushed over under pressure.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Fu Dahai turned around and wanted to hide in the bushes on both sides of the path.

Ning Yuan dodged and shot at Fu Dahai's back.

"Boom!"

Two more shots were fired, and Fu Dahai fell forward.

Wu Zhongguo, Tian Erliang and a few other murderous people had already opened fire.

Half of the seven or eight people hiding behind the tree were killed.

The remaining four young men tactfully dropped the tattered things in their hands and squatted down against the tree.

This even includes Zhao Xiaosong, the little guy who just came up with the idea.

Wu Zhongguo and the others were just about to turn around to look at Ning Yuan, but they found that he was actually walking through the bushes directly towards the man who was knocked down by his two shots.

"Brother Yuan, be careful!"

After Wu Zhongguo shouted, he did not attack the young men in front of him who had put down their guns.

After all, discipline is strict, and their fathers were almost all punished for such trivial matters during the War of Resistance Against Japan.

(Well, the Five Tigers had also researched this matter. Especially those of them who had established bases behind enemy lines had all been raided. What a miserable scene that was!)

(So, it is said that combatants, big and small, I wouldn’t say 100%, but at least 70 to 80 percent, have attacked the already disarmed animals!)

Of course, the law cannot hold everyone responsible, and it is indeed impossible to control it.

But later on, during the rectification movement, these things did cause quite a stir.

Therefore, those who later rose to high positions basically had an extremely deep understanding of this regulation.

This also benefited them greatly during the following four years of the war of unification!

The education of the next generation is also extremely strict.

Why do the tough guys in old Beijing always care about the scene when they fight? If the other party gives in and you still fight, you will be despised by everyone!

It’s all inheritance!

Wu Zhongguo and his men pointed their guns at the four guys who had put down their guns.

After Ning Yuan chased after him, he naturally went to shoot him again. He had seen too many cases where people did not shoot again and were killed in the end.

However, he was not so reckless as to really go over to confirm whether his grandson was dead or alive. After seeing the boy's body from a distance.

Ning Yuan saw that he was motionless, but he still pulled the bolt and fired two more shots at Fu Dahai's head.

After more than half of his head was broken into pieces, Ning Yuan nodded, reloaded the bullets in his gun, and then turned and walked towards Wu Zhongguo and the others.

After seeing Ning Yuan coming over, Wu Zhongguo pointed at the people in front of him and asked Ning Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, how should we deal with these guys?"

After taking a look, Ning Yuan first waved to Tian Erliang, Hu Lianwang and other buddies.

"Erliang, Hu Zi! The rest of you go to the back and watch for me. Don't let their reinforcements suddenly rush over and catch us off guard."

Tian Erliang and Hu Lianwang brought three of their buddies, a total of five people, and walked directly towards the back mountain.

Ning Yuan watched from behind as they each found a hidden place, covered their bodies, and pointed their guns at the path in the back mountain. Then he turned his head to look at the people in front of him.

"I don't have much patience, especially with you. I'll just ask you two questions. Whoever answers will live a little longer!"

Ning Yuan's words made the four people squatting on the ground feel a pang in their hearts.

Live a little longer? Does that mean you still have to die?

Before they could react, Ning Yuan had already spoken.

"How many people are there in the back mountain?"

"There are still twenty or so people!"

A young man with pimples all over his face quickly spoke up.

But as soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up to add something.

"Seventeen! There are still seventeen people. Three of us just ran back. Including these three, there are twenty people in total!"

The person who spoke was actually the little Zhao.

Ning Yuan looked at the little Zhao, nodded, and continued to ask.

"What did you do to the Zhiqing who came to your place before? Is anyone still alive?"

"Yes, they're alive! We just let them dig ore for us. They're all alive, ah, most of them are alive!"

It was this little guy Zhao who hurriedly replied.

"most??"

Ning Yuan originally thought that Fatty Fan and his friends had met with an accident, but when he heard that they were all still alive, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the boy change his tone and say that most of them were still alive. Ning Yuan's blood boiled again.

Ning Yuan asked again, resisting the urge to shoot.

“How many men died?”

"The men are not dead. We all have use for them. It's just the two women. They just couldn't make it. We didn't kill them, seriously!"

Zhao Xiaosong looked at Ning Yuan, who was full of murderous intent, and spoke hurriedly, clearing himself of all responsibility.

Ning Yuan also received some good news. The men who were sent to Zhi Qing were all his buddies who followed him from the old city.

After arriving here, I had no weapons and could only be suppressed by these local bastards.

There were thirteen guys in Fatty Fan's group who came to Fang Village, and six or seven of them had hot tempers.

Ning Yuan could imagine what kind of torture these guys had gone through to make them lower their heads and willingly go into the mountains to mine.

"Take us to the back mountain!"

Ning Yuan pointed the gun at Zhao Xiaosong and then spoke in a stern tone.

This kind of chill was felt not only by Zhao Xiaosong and the other guys who were facing Ning Yuan, but also by Wu Zhongguo and his brothers who were standing around with guns.

Zhao Xiaosong instantly thought of the scene where they had just shot at the row of six or seven old guys.

If they took this group of killers to the back mountain, they would probably face the same fate.

Humph, it's really karma. It seems that the one who just instigated everyone to shoot was that little Zhao!

"No, I, I've confessed everything. Can you please spare my life? I have children at home! I can't die yet!"

Little Zhao knelt down and begged for mercy!

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