The host wants to be human today

Chapter 473 The Young Master's Little Wife 37
The people who came back to their senses hurriedly continued their tasks, and the gunshots continued one after another.

Only the place where Litang was on the top of the train formed a vacuum zone.

Well, everyone avoided her tacitly, it was really abnormal.

However, there were always people who did not give up, and while Li Tang was shooting in another direction, the person hiding in the dark pulled the trigger silently.

The golden bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and just when the man couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, the little girl who noticed something tilted her head.

Immediately afterwards, the bullet stopped a meter away from her and was burned to ashes by the fire.

His pupils shrank sharply, and he turned around and wanted to escape, but he couldn't help but groaned in the next second, and looked at his pierced heart with a hideous death face.

After such an encounter, everyone dared not approach Litang even more, and looked at her with deep fear besides jealousy.

Is she a human or a ghost?

The soldiers who were originally at a disadvantage seized the opportunity to shoot, and the situation was reversed in a short while.

When the train was about to stop, the enemy was finally dealt with.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and many wounded soldiers were helped into the carriage to rest, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Gu Jing rubbed the bridge of his nose, unloaded the bullet from the pistol on the ground, his face was not very good-looking.

"How many people are left?"

The adjutant came back after counting the number of people, and said in a low voice.

"Ten of our men died."

The man was silent for a moment, lowering his eyes.

"Remember, comfort your relatives when you go back."

The adjutant nodded, only then did he realize that his shoulder was injured, with blood oozing faintly, and couldn't help but stepped forward to support him.

"Master Gu! You are injured."

Gu Jing glanced sideways, with a calm expression.

"Block me, don't let her see it."

Li Tang, who happened to be walking this way, blinked suspiciously.

"Are you talking about me?"

The adjutant standing in front of him smiled and spoke respectfully.

"Yes, I will take you down to rest first."

Li Tang wrinkled the tip of her nose, and looked inquisitively at the man behind him, only to see him nodding to her.

Looking away thoughtfully, just as he opened his mouth to say something, he saw the train slowly stop.

It's time to arrive.

The adjutant breathed a sigh of relief, and followed between the two of them.

However, what awaited them was the news that the train station had been surrounded.

Everyone stepped out of the train station, subconsciously took out their guns after seeing the scene in front of them clearly.

The person standing across from him smiled, his eyes fell on the man, his face was full of madness.

"Gu Jing, I didn't expect you to have such a day, but I didn't expect you to come here alive, but it's just right, I want to watch you die with my own eyes."

Gu Jing silently took the little girl's hand, his jaw clenched slightly, with obvious disgust.

"Yan Mingda."

Except for the five provinces under his control, the other provinces in the country are divided by warlords and are in chaos.

For the sake of power, Yan Mingda colluded with foreign forces. It can be said that his handwriting is indispensable for the fall of Xiangcheng.

He sneered, his eyes flicked across several people, and his tone was mocking.

"Dignified Young Marshal Gu is just such a few people, how many minutes do you think he can live in front of me?"

The man took out a pistol from his waist, raised his hand to his heart, and showed no emotion on his face.

The people around quickly raised their guns, only waiting for their boss to speak.

When the atmosphere was tense, Yan Mingda waved his hand indifferently.

"Don't get excited, Young Marshal Gu, it's not polite to point a gun at someone, what do you think?"

The adjutant frowned, and looked around vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)