In the open-air square in the middle of the Huizi-shaped building, five or six soldiers fell to the ground in the array of soldiers who fired volleys. They were shot in their chests, and blood like small fountains kept flowing out of their wounds.

The smoke of gunpowder covered half of the square. The first wave of men who rushed out of the underground black prison, except for the two of them who were very powerful, swung their swords and slashed the bullets that were shot at them, and the other five or six people also fell to the ground.

They were covered with blood-spraying wounds, and each of them was shot more than a dozen times on average.

Amid the low whistling sound, more than a hundred figures surged out from the Black Seal Door. The soldiers who had no time to load the bullets again raised their rifles, pulled out the bayonet hanging on their belts, and "clicked" to the bayonet, stood sideways, and acted as a stance of assassination with their hands.

‘Bang bang bang’!

After the soldiers' salvo, the men who rushed out of the black prison had not had time to disperse, and the guards of the Vitu family standing on the left and right of the soldiers' queue pulled the trigger and hit them in a mess.

Each of the soldiers had only one standard flintlock rifle, and the escorts of the Vitu family mostly used double-barrel short guns.

What makes people feel crazy is that relying on the wealthy Vitu family, these guards carry at least two short guns with them. The guards who suffer from the "comprehensive phobia of insufficient firepower" hung a circle of reloaded flintlock short guns on their belts.

On average, each of the guards of the Vitu family had four double-tube flintlock guns to accompany them.

More than a hundred Vitu family guards in the square played a much more dense and violent barrage than the soldiers.

What makes people even more speechless is that the barrage of lime powder was also covered with straw paper.

More than a dozen men who rushed out of the black prison fell to the ground with blood all over their bodies.

The expert with wise eyes and quick hands waved his sword and cut the straw paper bag falling from above his head.

A large area of ​​white and gray spread all over the sky, covering the door of the black prison.

More than thirty men who rushed out were accidentally sprayed into their eyes by lime powder, sucked into their nose, and fell into their mouths. The quicklime powder touched the body fluid, quickly releasing the high temperature.

Some people's eyes were burned on the spot, and their nasal and oral pains were severe, and they couldn't help but scream at the top of their lungs.

The escorts of the Weitu family took action, but the battle results were excellent. In an instant, the more than 100 enemies of unknown origin reduced their combat power by about 30%.

On the office window facing the underground square on the second floor, glass windows were smashed by office chairs. A large group of soldiers and the guards of the Vitu family poked out their upper bodies from the window, and they were hitting the black and firm doorway, which was surrounded by white smoke.

There were even a few windows closer to each other, soldiers pulled off the bombs hanging from their belts, lit the fuse with matches, Mao estimated the time, shook his hands and threw them towards the Hei Shushou door.

‘Boom, boom, boom’, seven or eight explosions sounded. In the white ash, seven or eight figures were blown out and rolled out, slapped heavily to the ground, twitching violently like fish pulled out of the water.

The cold light flashed, and there were more than a dozen figures that were extremely fast and so fast that ordinary people could not catch with their naked eyes rushed out of the white ash. They waved their swords, and each knife slashed out, making a shrill sound of breaking through the air.

They quickly broke into the army of soldiers waiting for them. With the flash of swords, more than thirty soldiers had already fallen to the ground. Each of them was almost hit by seven or eight times at the same time, each of which was deep enough to reach the bone, and even directly cut off their limbs.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the officers among the soldiers drew their swords to meet them. The soldiers around them were in groups of three or three, holding bayonet rifles, and stabbed at the figures that were attacking.

They were all elite private soldiers of the Huntingburg family of Duke Ross. Every time these soldiers stabbed out, the bayonets caused a "hissing" sound of breaking through the air. Their power should not be underestimated. They formed a powerful assassination cooperation, and the dozen figures rushing out suddenly felt that their bodies were flashing cold lights from all directions.

There was a burst of "Ding Ding Dangdang" and several officers fell to the ground covered in blood.

Then, accompanied by the screams of ghosts, several men who raided also fell heavily to the ground.

Even though these officers who fell to the ground were seriously injured, they still held the sword in their hands tightly. The moment they fell to the ground, they rushed to the enemy's feet without fear of death, and chopped them on the enemy's soles with heavy knife.

Several men were like this, and half of their feet were cut off off guard.

No matter how brave they are, and if their personal strength is much stronger than these Imperial officers and soldiers, they are still crying and howling in pain, and they fall to the ground and find it difficult to struggle.

When Qiao led a group of experts from the Vitu family and a team of soldiers surrounded by soldiers rushed into the customs building, he saw such a chaotic scene.

The smoke of gunpowder was rolling, the ground was covered with blood, and the white ash slowly fell at the entrance of the black door, revealing seventy or eighty highlanders dressed in simple clothes, holding war knives and long guns.

That's right, judging by their appearance, it was clearly the highlanders that Qiao met in the alley on the night of the Zhongqiu bloody crime.

Not to mention their appearance, Qiao could smell the pungent sheep smell on their bodies by a distance of about a hundred feet.

Joe remembered the letter from Gorkin before, and murmured: "A barbarian who only knows how to stew mutton in white water!"

The pupils were slightly red, and the three-round six-pointed magic array was rotating rapidly in the depths of the pupils. The field of vision in front of Qiao suddenly changed, and human-shaped red lights shook in front of him. The red lights were strong and weak, and the three seas and seven veins each emitted light of varying strength and weakness.

The rich scarlet evil spirit filled the entire open-air square, and the rich scarlet evil spirit continued to flow out from the office windows on the second and first floors.

What surprised and delighted Qiao was that from the door of the underground black prison, the scarlet evil spirit that was sticky like glue in his field of vision was just like a fountain.

Qiao took a deep breath subconsciously.

Then, his heart suddenly became hot, and the anger that had accumulated in his heart for a long time erupted like a volcano.

When he entered the lamprey fishing field again, he waved the steel crowbar and rushed towards the violent state of Meiers. He was so crazy that his body was completely controlled by the inexplicable combat instinct and combat intuition.

Every muscle, every bone, and every nerve vessel made a low roar at the same time.

Then, the bloated fat meat on Qiao's body quickly collapsed inward.

The most obvious thing is that his big belly, which is round and plump than a pregnant woman, shrank most of his waistline, and almost all turned into the form that normal people should have...

The scarlet evil spirit swept over and rushed into his body from Qiao's open mouth, his breathing nostrils, and his pores.

Qiao forgot everything outside. He roared in a low voice, waving the heavy lead-filled copper baton as thick as a normal man's arm, like a furious wild bear. He took heavy steps and rushed towards the enemy raging in the soldiers' queue.

"My...Muteste!" Ya and the well-known players of the Weitu family screamed at the same time.

When they saw Qiao's body suddenly changed from its round and plump state to a slightly bloated appearance than a normal man.

Then, Qiao, whose waist circumference was rapidly shrinking, the armed belt around his waist could no longer bear the function it should have...

Qiao's pants, trousers, and close-fitting boxer trousers all fell down from Qiao's waist silently, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and it slid lightly from Qiao's waist.

Qiao roared and rushed forward, fighting spirit controlled everything about him, and he had returned to some wild and vicious original state.

What clothes...

Social atmosphere and other...

What should nobles have for decency and etiquette...

What the hell is that?

With a 'sweep', the three-inch-wide cowhide armed belt was broken by Qiao's powerful strides, and a large piece of clothing fragments were thrown far away. Qiao exposed her two thick thighs and rushed into the soldiers' queues with a scream.

A highland man holding a battle knife was using exquisite knife skills to break through the horizontal knife blocking of a lieutenant officer in front of him. The battle knife slashed forward, leaving a deep knife on the lieutenant officer's chest.

The lieutenant officer vomited blood. At least five of his ribs were broken, and he was even more unstable by the powerful force of the knife, and he stepped back and fell away.

Qiao swung the baton and smashed the highlander's back with a "boom".

The baton, which was more than three feet tall, actually burst out with a roar of thirty-five millimeters when the field cannon was fired. A white gas exploded on the baton's head.

The Highlander screamed, and he didn't care to withdraw the sword. He let go of his right hand, discarded the sword, and swung back with all his strength to the upper body, his hands staggered, blocking Joe's baton.

One blow!

The upper body of the Highlander disappeared.

With the power of 75,000 pounds and the increase in blood and energy bursting out from Qiao's sea of ​​strength, the power of this attack was nearly 80,000 pounds.

The lethality of Qiao's blow was completely greater than the solid shells bombed out by the Army's 100-inch field artillery after strong loading.

In front of Qiao, there were more than a dozen Highlanders and Imperial soldiers fighting. They were covered in blood.

The morale of the Imperial soldiers soared. They had already fought until their eyes were red and their hissings roared, and attacked the Highlanders more wildly. The Highlanders were obviously startled by Qiao's attack, and their eyes became free and erratic.

"Gaga!" Qiao smiled.

He inexplicably remembered the dynamic exercise posture in the volume "Basic Breathing Method of the Imperial Army".

His body naturally began the movements in the breathing method.

An inexplicable wild aura erupted. Whether it was the soldiers present, the family guards, or the highlanders, they all felt that Qiao turned into a terrifying wild beast at this moment, shaking his huge and beefy body, shaking his head and tail to slay them.

Scarlet evil spirits continued to pour into Joe's body.

The crimson-red light curtain flashed in front of Joe, but Joe didn't care about it at all.

As Qiao used the dynamic skills of breathing, his movements suddenly became more than twice as fast as usual, and then his speed continued to increase.

Double, triple...

Gradually, Qiao's tall and burly body brought afterimages in the air.

The "boom" sounded loudly with the baton breaking through the air, and one high ground man after another howled, and a part of his body suddenly exploded into blood mist, and then he was knocked to the ground by huge force.
Chapter completed!