Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Wu Xiaotong's key had been hanging around his neck. When Hu Ximing took the key and inserted it into the keyhole, he slowly raised his head to look at the surveillance camera.

Yan Yuqing's eyebrows sank slightly, and she already knew the answer from his actions.

She held the umbrella with her left hand harder, her eyes looking like peach blossoms.

Only then did Ah Cheng react belatedly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant.

There was an inexplicable sense of security following Jiang Ran, which caused him to become careless about his surroundings. This was something that should never happen.

Hu Ximing looked nervous. He was not sure whether there was anyone in the house. He guessed that Agou would send someone to stay here, just to put himself in someone else's shoes.

The slight sound of the key in his hand being inserted into the keyhole was very clear even in his slowed breathing. He held the handle of the security door and opened it a small gap.

……

Rotten Crotch turned off the safety of the gun in his hand, and then lowered his voice and said: "Viagra said, we must get the Yangzhi. If Hu Ximing can't catch anyone alive, he will destroy the body and eliminate all traces."

"Don't worry, the guy named Hu never imagined that Weiwei would engage in such a big battle. Six people and six guns guarded him here for nearly two weeks."

The shirtless man's chest muscles were still unclothed, and his chest muscles were trembling.

"Brother, have you installed all the silencers?" He looked at the other four people in a deep voice. After receiving a positive reply, he pressed the door handle with his hand and looked at his rotten crotch before slowly pressing it down.

"Bad crotch, wait a minute for that woman in the red dress, you in front of me and I behind you."

He licked his lips and said decisively, "Otherwise, you wouldn't want to get involved and let Viagra decide who belongs."

The rotten crotch did not refute, but just sarcastically said: "If you can hold on to that woman for three minutes, I will respect you as a man."

"Brother Sha, you guys also want to drink some soup!"

Before the shirtless man could refute, the other four people were salivating and asked eagerly. His nickname is Casserole, and his younger brothers usually call him Brother Sha.

"Two feet, two hands, enough for the four of you to play with!" Bad Crotch smiled evilly, and the desire in his eyes almost spilled out through the security door.

"I want to choose my mouth." A guy who seemed decent but was actually full of evil inadvertently revealed his inner thoughts.

"You're thinking about peaches while you're on horseback!" He held the laptop in his left hand, kicked him, and then ordered in a low voice.

"When they open the door and walk in, we rush out and fire a volley."

"Viagra said that if Hu Ximing dares to choose to come back, he must be fully prepared. Maybe there is a warrior like Brother Gou among the other people."

The shirtless man kept pressing the doorknob with his hand, waiting for the crotchless man to give the signal. When he heard this, he couldn't help but muttered: "What if I beat that woman to death?"

The rotten crotch gave him a lewd look and said, "Kill him while he's still hot."

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils shrank and he looked at a crack in the door that was slightly opened on the surveillance camera.

After Hu Ximing observed for a moment, he threw away the laptop in his hand. The sound of a pistol being loaded was accompanied by his voice: "Do it."

Casserole pressed the door handle fiercely, pulled open the security door and rushed out in an instant.

Rotten Crotch and four other people followed closely behind. The moment they confirmed that there would be no accidental injuries, they shot at the backs of several people at the door of Room 1802 at the same time.

The silencer suppressed the roar of the bullets and replaced it with a dull "pop" sound.

……

Hu Ximing observed through the crack in the door for a while, and said firmly: "There is no one in the house, and the dust on the floor cannot be faked."

He opened the door and walked in first, trying to prove his statement.

Wu Xiaotong had already planned to enter the house, but due to a delay in his brain, Ah Cheng walked into the house ahead of him.

Yan Yuqing was the only one who was worried and hesitant. She subconsciously felt that something was wrong with the two surveillance heads.

But it was a fact that no one was ambushing him in the house, not to mention that with the Grandmaster at his side, there didn't seem to be much danger.

Yan Yuqing holds the body of the paper umbrella in her left hand, with the head of the umbrella facing in front of her and the handle of the umbrella facing outside the house.

Before entering the house, she looked around, focusing on the stairs of the safe passage, and found that there was indeed no movement, so she felt relieved.

The next second, a calm voice came from the ears, but compared to the extreme calm before, it was a little more faintly chilling.

"Yan Yuqing, please lend me an umbrella."

She turned around subconsciously, but before she could recall the meaning of this sentence, she suddenly found a strong friction force coming from her palm, which was almost to wear out the tender palm, so she subconsciously let go of her left hand.

The handle of the Qing Qing Umbrella was grabbed by Jiang Ran with his backhand, and suddenly unfolded when Yan Yuqing looked back.

The umbrella has a satin-like surface and is held in front of you at a slight angle to the ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "puff" sound in her ears. She was not a novice who didn't understand anything. She naturally recognized what kind of object it was making, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Master Jiang, the Qingqing Umbrella is a paper umbrella." !”

No matter how ingenious it is, it can't change the fact that the umbrella cover is made of oil paper and the umbrella ribs are made of bamboo.

With normal use, it will not be damaged for decades, but opening the umbrella to block bullets is still a bit whimsical.

Yan Yuqing's heart was almost bleeding. She knew that she couldn't blame Jiang Ran. After all, as a master, it was easy for him to dodge bullets. The reason why he took the umbrella was to protect the people behind him.

But that was her love umbrella. Ever since Jiang Ran became the umbrella opener, she had been worrying about gains and losses, and she kept it with her like an inseparable person.

Who would have expected that the person who named it was Jiang Ran, and the person who destroyed the umbrella was also Jiang Ran.

She could probably guess the opponent's method, and used the paper umbrella to buffer the bullet for a moment, deflecting the trajectory of the bullet.

The people behind Jiang Ran, including himself, must be fine. The only one who was hurt was the poor and helpless Qingqing Umbrella.

Six guns fired twelve times in a row, and a total of twelve bullets were fired in the direction of Room 1802. Most of them were distributed in the chest, waist and abdomen height, and the horizontal range did not exceed the door frame.

The most important thing is that the shooting distance is less than five meters. If there was not a miniature fire box between Room 1806 and Room 1802, the distance would only be closer.

Casserole and Rotten Crotch only pulled the trigger twice in a row. At the moment when the bullet came out, they knew that the mission assigned by Viagra had been completed.

Shooting at such a close range, even a mercenary who has experienced hundreds of battles and is the world's top soldier, has no time to react.

The moment he rushed out of the room, he saw the young man walking at the end reaching out and snatching away the umbrella of the woman in the red dress.

When they opened fire, the young man had already turned around and opened his umbrella.

Rotten Crotch knew that the other party might have been preparing for a sneak attack, so when he heard the sound of the door opening, he had already thought of a countermeasure.

But this scene was so funny. He admitted that the umbrella looked valuable, but if he wanted to use it to stop bullets... it would be better to let the woman take off her veil and catch their "bullets" with her face.

The heat in the eyes of the crotchless man reached an unprecedented extreme when Yan Yu looked back at him with all kinds of amorous feelings.