After a while, before the Main Hall, six other monks were watching the walls in every direction with a serious look on their faces.

Master Wuchen immediately said to one of them: "Wuhen, what have you seen?"

Then he saw a monk with medium figure, thick eyebrows, a black hemorrhoid on his left face, and several steel darts in his hand, saying, "Someone crawled in just now, but when he heard someone yelling inside, he retreated again."

Speaking of this, he said, "Senior Brother, what's going on? Master Hu hasn't already..."

Master Wuchen pointed at Zhang Haotian and said, "Those people misunderstood this old donor as Master Hu. If what I expected was right, they were waiting for instructions on how to deal with Master Hu."

At this point, he said again: "Wuhen, do you see the people who crawled in have the flying eagle claws in their hands? Are they from the flying eagle gang?"

Wuhen shook his head and said, "Without Flying Eagle Claws, he should not be from the Flying Eagle Gang. They have trolls in their hands."

Zhang Haotian said in a deep voice: "Wu San said this is related to the Beixiong Gang. Since the Feiying Gang has come, their people are naturally indispensable. In addition to the Jinyang Gang, I think this 'Qingsong Temple' has been surrounded by groups. If these people were not concerned about the title of Tiger Master, they would have launched a large-scale attack. Master Wuchen, the enemy is strong and there is a gun in his hand, we have no chance of winning, so we should find a way to escape immediately."

Master Wuchen said "Yes" and said: "This place is too far from the county town, and the traffic is inconvenient, so it is useless to call the police. Moreover, these people know our identities. If they say it out, the crimes committed by the nine of us in the past will be the only way to be shot, so they can only break through as soon as possible."

At this time, Zhuo Aoshuang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle Ouyang, this matter has nothing to do with you, so I'll go out to deal with them."

Master Wuchen shouted immediately: "No, Ao Shuang, these evil people can do anything. If you, a girl, fall into their hands, the consequences will be unimaginable. Master Hu is as kind as a mountain to us. Even if he fights to die, he will still protect you. But from now on, you must not show off again. Thinking of replacing Master Hu and maintaining his reputation. Those gangs on the road want to fight to kill, just let them do it, and you can live well."

As he said, the other eight monks all agreed, with a generous look on their faces. It can be seen that they all wanted to protect Zhuo Aoshuang to the death.

At this moment, someone shouted from outside the wall: "The brothers of the Feiying Gang are all listening carefully. The real tiger master is dead. The temple is a fake. The leader of the gang has an order. If anyone can kill him, he will be rewarded with two million yuan in cash."

Everyone could clearly hear this voice, which was made by Song Guan, the Fengtang leader of the Feiying Gang.

With his voice, a voice also came out of the wall on the right, saying, "Listen, all brothers, there are those who kill the fake tiger masters. No matter which group of brothers, the Beixiong Gang will receive five million in cash."

As he said this, the man said again: "Listen to the people who pretend to be Tiger Master in the temple, our young gang leader has already obtained the information that Tiger Master is dead. Now you have ten minutes to consider it. Those who know the image will open the door and come out to surrender. Otherwise, all the people in the temple will be killed."

Wu Chi heard this and said immediately: "I didn't expect these people to see that the old donor is not the tiger master."

However, Zhang Haotian and Master Wuchen looked at each other. Zhang Haotian shook his head and said, "No, they didn't know whether I am a Tiger Master, but this must have been called out by the leader Qi of the Feiying Gang and the leader of Chen Shao of the Beixiong Gang after discussing it. It will eliminate the fear of Tiger Master in the gang and stimulate them to fight hard with a lot of money."

Master Wuchen nodded and said, "The old donor is right. With the strength of the Feiying Gang and Beixiong Gang, if they were not afraid, they would have attacked in long ago. They were afraid of not only Master Hu, but also of us. They didn't know what weapons we had, so they would be cautious. In these ten minutes, they did not give it to us, but they had to discuss how many gangs of people to cooperate with the attack and prevent Master Hu from getting out."

Zhang Haotian knew that Master Wuchen was a famous figure in the past, so he naturally understood the enemy's attack routine, so he said, "Master Wuchen, the sooner we break through the circumference, the better. If you are familiar with the terrain, you should know which path to go."

Master Wuchen said without hesitation: "Walk to the back mountain and climb over the top of the mountain. There is a suspension bridge there. As long as you go over and cut the bridge, you should be able to get rid of these people."

Zhang Haotian knew that the enemy had already completed the siege. If he wanted to rush out, it would not work without a strategy. He looked at Zhuo Aoshuang next to him and saw her face cold and bright, but the enemy was facing him, but he sighed slightly. He believed that Zhuo Aoshuang was a proud and brave girl, but the world was dangerous, and only simple courage could not survive. Master Wuchen said it right. If the young and beautiful Zhuo Aoshuang fell into the hands of those outside, it would be hard to imagine what consequences would be. Tiger Master is a hero of a generation. Although he passed away, how could he let his daughter fall into the hands of the evil ones?

He had already made a decision in his heart and said, "Master Wuchen, these people's target is Master Hu, and they won't care too much about you. Wait for a while, I will rush out of the front door, and you will take someone to protect Miss Zhuo from behind the temple to the back mountain. If you have the chance in the future, we will meet in this temple again."

Master Wuchen understood that Zhang Haotian meant to attack the east and west, attract the enemy to the front door, and he could protect Zhuo Aoshuang and escape to the back mountain. He couldn't help but say: "No, old donor, this is too dangerous. I'll take a few junior brothers to the front door, and you and Aoshuang break through from behind."

Zhuo Aoshuang also immediately said: "No, I have the 'Hell King Whip' or I will attract the enemy, Uncle Ouyang, old man, you go to the back mountain."

Zhang Haotian said in a deep voice: "Don't fight anymore. I am the oldest here, so you must obey my arrangements. Now I am the Master of Tiger. When I go there, the enemy will follow me. So no matter what direction I go, it is very dangerous. Only by leaving you can you make the most effective use of my fake identity."

When Zhuo Aoshuang heard this, he stomped his feet and said, "Old sir, this matter has nothing to do with you, and you can't take risks. I'll tell them that you are not a tiger at all."

Zhang Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Miss Zhuo, you are just going to say that I am not a tiger master now. Do you think people outside will believe it?"

Zhuo Aoshuang was silent immediately, and naturally understood that those people outside would not believe her words.

Zhang Haotian knew that he could not delay any more, so he stared at Master Wuchen and said, "Have you forgotten what Master said just now that he would protect Miss Zhuo no matter what?"

Master Wuchen looked at Zhang Haotian's calm and resolute eyes, sighed and said, "Thank you." Then he said, "My junior brothers, you are ready to take Aoshuang to break through the left back wall on the side of the temple. You three are in front of you."

Following him, Zhuo Aoshuang, who was still a little unbearable, said, "Aoshuang, this old donor is a strange man, not much worse than your father. He breaks through alone and has a great chance of getting out. Don't persuade him anymore."

Zhuo Aoshuang looked at Zhang Haotian, with gratitude in her beautiful eyes. She reached out but took out something from the white bag she was carrying and handed it to him, saying, "Old sir, this is given to me by my father. You hold it, there are only five bullets inside, but it may be of some help to you."

Zhang Haotian took it and saw it, and saw it was a small and exquisite golden pistol, which should have been specially made in a regular military factory. Thinking that she needed it too, she was about to refuse, but Zhuo Aoshuang said again: "Old sir, if you don't accept this gun, I won't leave."

Seeing her saying this, Zhang Haotian looked stubborn in his beautiful face. He thought that he wanted to attract most enemies to chase after him and let Zhuo Aoshuang, Master Wuchen and others take the opportunity to escape. He really needed a gun, so he smiled, took it down, took it in his hand, and then said: "I will go out from the front door wall immediately. I believe that within a minute, the enemies behind will chase after you hear the news. You can find an opportunity to break through yourself."

As he said this, he held the flying eagle claw in one hand and the golden pistol in the other, and then strode towards the front door. Hearing Master Wuchen behind him, "Old donor, I know that you are not an unknown person. I don't know if you can tell Daming, so that we can remember it in our hearts."

Zhang Haotian did not look back, but laughed and said, "The master is a monk. He should know that his name is an illusory thing. Why bother to worry about it? To survive today's danger, if you are destined to meet in the temple in the future."

While speaking, he had already walked outside the Sanmen Hall. Naturally, he would not open the door. Instead, he walked about twenty meters left along the wall, then retreated for a while, took a deep breath, and then rushed to the bottom of the wall quickly, kicked the wall with both hands, and had already used the "wall climbing technique".

However, the wall of this temple is about five meters high, and Zhang Haotian's "wall climbing technique" has not reached the level of perfection. He was about to reach the top of the wall, but the power of rising gradually disappeared and fell down the wall.

Zhang Haotian knew that Zhuo Aoshuang, Master Wuchen and others must be looking at him, and felt a little embarrassed. He didn't even want to go back to see them. He retreated further and ran towards the wall again. This time, it was slightly higher than the last time, but it was still several feet away from the wall. Seeing Zhang Haotian falling down again, in a hurry, he remembered the flying eagle claw in his hand, waved his right arm, and quickly put it towards the wall.

The Flying Eagle Gang is famous for its eaves and specializing in stealing cases. In addition to hurting the enemy, the Flying Eagle Claw design is also very useful for climbing walls and entering the room. Catching objects is even more firmer than the iron hooks used for rock climbing. Zhang Haotian felt that it was powerful enough to borrow. When he closed his right arm, he had already led his body up and stood on the wall.

At this time, the situation under the wall was already visible. I saw young men standing every distance below, with about a hundred people, and almost half of them holding guns. I don’t know if it was from the Beixiong Gang or the Jinyang Gang. However, at this time, five or six men wearing grass-green tight clothes were building a ladder against the wall next to the gate.

Zhang Haotian understood that the gates of these ancient temples had thick latches, which were similar to those of ancient city gates. People outside could not bring grenades, and there were no special impact equipment, so they had to choose to climb the wall. Someone just said that they had given them ten minutes to consider, so they naturally arranged for people from the Feiying Gang to come over to climb the wall and open the gate from the inside so that most people could enter.

At this time, his eyes were already fifty meters ahead. There was a slope with a green and dense cypress poplar. As long as he rushed into the forest of cypress poplar trees, it would be difficult for people outside to shoot with guns.

He jumped down without thinking.

The people below did not expect that a person would suddenly appear on the wall. Before he could react, Zhang Haotian landed on the ground and ran towards the cypress forest.

After running about ten meters forward, he saw a young man blocking his face and raised the gun in his right hand in panic.

Zhang Haotian went quickly and quickly. Without waiting for his hand to raise it flat, the flying eagle claws in his hand swung out quickly and grabbed the young man's neck. Three streams of blood emerged from the side of his neck, and his body also pounced forward softly.

At this time, Zhang Haotian grabbed his wrist and snatched the May Fourth pistol in the man's hand. He no longer wanted the flying eagle claw, the golden pistol in his left hand and the May Fourth pistol in his right hand. He fired two shots at the two young men in front of him who were holding guns. At this time, he was slower for a second, which was the distance between life and death.

After the two young men were shot and fell to the ground, Zhang Haotian knew that someone must be ready to shoot at this time. Without thinking, he rolled towards the side.

Sure enough, just before his body touched the ground, he heard a gunshot. A bullet had already hit him where he had just arrived, but it was a shot fired by a young man ten meters away to his left.

After the shot failed, the young man naturally had to adjust his target. However, before his gun had tracked Zhang Haotian's body, the gunshot sounded, and he snorted, a blood hole appeared in his chest, and his body was already tilted to the ground.

It turned out that Zhang Haotian had already fired the gun when his body touched the ground. The recoil of the May 4 pistol was obviously greater than the one he used to train, but he had already begun to control his hand strength before shooting. Although his accurate head was not as good as during training, the target of 10 to 20 meters was still accurate.

When Zhang Haotian shot down the man, he rolled two circles before standing up. He saw four more men running over and raised the guns in his hands. Next to him, there were five or six men holding machetes. When he saw Zhang Haotian's gun, he did not dare to approach.

At this time, Zhang Haotian did something, which was to suddenly rush into the middle of several men holding machetes, and his body kept shaking with their bodies.

Seeing Zhang Haotian's body being stopped by his own people, the four men who were raising their guns to aim did not dare to hook up the board, and kept shouting: "Fuck, get out of here, get out of here."

However, amid the roar, Zhang Haotian suddenly flashed out from behind a person, raised his two guns, and fired two shots in a row, using the rapid fire skills he usually trained.

"Bang bang bang bang bang."

After four crisp gunshots, more than ten meters away, the four men with guns were all shot and fell to the ground.

After dealing with these four people, there were no one nearby with guns. Zhang Haotian accelerated and ran towards the cypress forest, but he ran irregular curves while running. In this case, even if someone shot behind him, it would be difficult to shoot without good marksmanship.

There are only a hundred people in front of this temple, and they are distributed, so there are naturally no layers of obstacles. Zhang Haotian quickly rushed into the cypress forest, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He ran through the land of death more than 50 meters. With the obstruction of trees here, it would be much safer.

So he turned around and hid behind a pine tree. He looked forward and saw the young men running into the cypress trees, as if they wanted to stop him from behind, but strangely, no one called for words like "The Fake Tiger ran to the front door".

Seeing the greed look on the faces of those people getting closer and closer, Zhang Haotian suddenly realized that someone from Beixiong Gang had announced loudly that if anyone could kill him, he would have a bonus of 5 million. As the saying goes, "Man dies for money, birds die for food." These people should think that there are enough people to deal with him and call people over, and then the chance of five million will be reduced.

After thinking about this section, Zhang Haotian sighed secretly. His original intention was to attract all the enemies and let Zhuo Aoshuang, Master Wuchen and others take the opportunity to rush out from the back of the temple, but it seems that this predetermined goal has not been achieved.

Seeing that more and more people entering the cypress and poplar forest, Zhang Haotian did not dare to let them siege, so he hurried forward. The cypress and poplar forest was born along the slope. Zhang Haotian had developed the habit of paying attention to the environment around him at any time. When he was going up the mountain, he had seen this cypress and poplar forest. It should be about 300 meters downwards, and then there was a pile of rocks. As long as these people surrounded him, he would have reached the pile of rocks. With his own strength, I believe no one would catch up with him.

While running, a dense gunshot suddenly came from his ears, but it was from the back of the temple. I guess Zhuo Aoshuang, Master Wuchen and others began to break through. Judging from the density of the gunshots, the enemy's defense behind the temple was stronger than in front of the temple. I really don't know if they could rush out.

Although he was worried, his footwork did not stop at all and continued to run forward.

Five minutes later, he passed through the cypress and poplar forest and saw the pile of rocks in front. The pile of rocks looked a bit like the stone forest in Yunnan, but it was a little short and messy, but it led to the bottom of the mountain.

It was beyond Zhang Haotian's expectations that these people came out with great care and knew in their hearts that such a defense could allow Tiger Master to rush out. Could it be that he was willing to lose money in this way?

At this time, Zhang Haotian had already felt something was vaguely wrong in his heart. This feeling prompted his eyes to carefully observe the pile of rocks in front of him, and his steps couldn't help but slow down.

It was already noon, and the summer sun shone directly down, making people unable to open their eyes. Suddenly, Zhang Haotian saw some metal objects flashing in the pile of rocks on the right, and his heart suddenly jumped. Seeing a stone about half a meter high in front of the left, his body subconsciously pounced behind.

When his body was still in the air, he heard a crisp sound of gunfire. There were gunmen lying in the pile of rocks. If Zhang Haotian hadn't felt bad, he had become more careful and had a quick eye. He would have been shot just now.

After falling on the stone, another burst of guns was heard, killing the stone and the soil under his feet around him.
Chapter completed!