Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

Gan Mo alone can stop a thousand cavalry!

This is by no means groundless.

Facing hundreds of powerful killers, Gan Mo alone is enough.

Wherever it passes, it will inevitably take away the life of a killer.

A chilling feeling enveloped him, and his whole person was like a god of death coming out of hell, cold, bloodthirsty, and without any emotion.

Looking at the killer who kept falling, Zhou Heng's face turned pale, his body kept shaking, and he couldn't even stop swallowing his saliva.

He looked at the figure that was stained red with blood, fear and awe appeared in his pupils.

Thinking that he was still thinking about taking action against Zhou Zheng, the corner of his mouth couldn't stop twitching.

With such an existence, I'm afraid that the moment he takes action against Zhou Zheng, he will be wiped out in seconds.

However, Gan Mo is still a person after all.

But after dozens of breaths, hundreds of killers surrounded him.

Obviously, these killers knew that Gan Mo had extraordinary methods and tyrannical strength, but they were better because of their numbers, and they were all extremely vicious, so they did not show signs of defeat.

"Get that man!"

Suddenly, someone among the killers spotted Zhou Zheng and Zhou Heng from the corner of his eye.

Their eyes flickered and they quickly guessed something.

For a moment, some killers branched out and rushed towards Zhou Zheng.

Such a change made Zhou Heng's face suddenly darken. He didn't expect these killers to react so quickly.

But at this time, Gan Mo was already besieged by killers. Although he was able to do it with ease, it was difficult to break out and support him.

Gritting his teeth and feeling cruel, Zhou Heng could only move forward with his knife.

Unfortunately, Zhou Heng was unable to protect Zhou Zheng in the face of a steady stream of killers.

"Let's go, let's go quickly!"

Waving the long knife in his hand, Zhou Heng turned his head and shouted at Zhou Zheng from time to time.

Obviously, in Zhou Heng's view, Zhou Zheng could not deal with these killers. Even if Zhou Zheng had some abilities and means, he would not be able to deal with so many killers.

Even if Zhou Zheng stayed, it would still be a burden to Gan Mo.

However, facing the anxious Zhou Heng, Zhou Zheng turned a blind eye.

Standing there quietly, not moving, not even caring, letting the killers rush over.

This scene left Zhou Heng speechless.

Unfortunately, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he found that there were no reinforcements around.

"What kind of coward is this guy still pretending to do now?"

"It doesn't matter if you die, but Laozi's sister still needs you to heal her."

Zhou Heng gritted his teeth, his face was speechless, and he even felt a little disgusted with Zhou Zheng.

However, just when Zhou Heng saw a killer who was only one foot away from Zhou Zheng, just when he saw the killer pick it up, hold the long knife tightly with both hands, and chop it hard towards Zhou Zheng's head. .

Zhou Zheng's eyes widened, and a sense of despair began to rise in his heart.

It's over, completely over.

In his opinion, there was no way Zhou Zheng could block this sword.

He wanted to rush over and protect Zhou Zheng, but unfortunately there was nothing he could do at this distance.

Is everything over?

However, at this critical moment, Zhou Zheng's slowly closed eyes quietly opened.

There was no trace of panic, fear, or even any nervousness in those black eyes, and there was even some ridicule in them!

That's right, it's a mockery of Nong Nong.

Zhou Heng had no idea why Zhou Zheng was still acting like this when he was about to die.

But the killer was obviously completely angered by this look.

At that moment, he roared and the movements in his hands accelerated.

I secretly cried out in my heart that I was just pretending to be a ghost.

However, Zhou Zheng did not care about what these people thought, but slowly raised his right arm.

In that palm, I don’t know when, a black pistol appeared!

Seeing this iron weapon, the killer didn't react for a moment and thought it was just a hidden weapon.

But at such a close range, any concealed weapons are useless.

"ignorance......",

Zhou Zheng raised the corners of his mouth, sneered, and spoke softly.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the killer at the front, and then he pulled the trigger of his own pistol.

Bang!

A loud noise, like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploded.

It was deafening, making people's souls tremble at this unprepared moment.

The moment the voice disappeared, a huge wound suddenly appeared on the forehead of the killer in front of Zhou Zheng.

Then the whole body fell down directly, without any trace of life or death.

Killer, die!

But with the effort of breathing, no one even saw how Zhou Zheng's hidden weapon was used.

This, in the end, what happened! ?

Everyone was stunned.

However, Zhou Zheng did not give them time or opportunity to react, let alone explain to them.

Instead, he raised his gun and kept aiming at the killer who just rushed towards him.

Every time he raised his hand, took aim, and fired a gun, a life was taken away, and a figure fell.

This speed is much faster than Gan Mo's before.

The killers can't guard against them, they can't guard against them at all.

They could only see Zhou Zheng pointing his black gun at them, but other than that, they could do nothing.

Zhou Zheng kept moving forward, and his pistol kept killing these killers.

These are all desperadoes. They take on tasks in the black market. They are not afraid of life and death.

But now, they are afraid.

It's not because of Zhou Zheng's tyrannical strength, nor because he knows that the next step is a certain death situation.

But because of the unknown!

They didn't know what the iron lump in Zhou Zheng's hand was, and they couldn't even see how the iron lump was moved.

It seems that this pistol is like the weapon of the judge of hell. Wherever it is pointed, it will take away a person's life.

I thought Zhou Zheng was a soft persimmon, but now it seems that Zhou Zheng is the one with the deepest hidden secrets.

Everyone was panicking and finally couldn't bear it anymore. At this time, any mission had been forgotten by them.

They only have one thought, escape!

"Are you thinking of running away now?"

"Too late."

Zhou Zheng looked at these killers with cold eyes, and the sneer on his lips became even worse.

He kept pulling the pistol, and kept taking away the lives of these killers.

These people escaped very quickly, but so what?

Can it match the speed of Zhou Zheng's pistol?

In just a few dozen breaths, the hundreds of killers that had surged forward had already turned into countless corpses, lying on the ground.

Blood dyed the ground red, while Zhou Zheng watched coldly.

After Gan Mo killed the last killer, the only ones left standing in front of the gate of life and death were Zhou Zheng and the others.

The most shocking person was Zhou Heng.

Gulu gulu!

When he looked at Zhou Zheng, he looked shocked.

If he had already thought highly of Zhou Zheng's identity and status before, it seemed that it was not enough now.

Musket!

It's a musket!

With a trembling voice, Zhou Heng finally realized that the thing in Zhou Zheng's hand was Zhou Zheng's magic weapon, the musket.

Even more powerful than ordinary muskets!

Who is he? !