Chapter 1180

1180 continuous rain and fog

The spring rain is continuous.

The whole city of G is wet, which makes people feel inexplicably irritable.

The same is true for Zhai Wuliang. Although the legendary immortal evil Buddha Zhou Guifei was caught, escorting her was a difficult task.

As we all know, concubine Zhou is Li Fan's mistress. The powerful Wulin in those days still had to thank song Fuya for her poison. If it hadn't weakened concubine Zhou, I'm afraid I would have nothing to do with this woman even if I had ten times more hands... This woman is really powerful! Zhai Wuliang watched with her own eyes. She sucked several capable men into human work and threw them aside!

This terrible death method almost destroyed the fighting will of all the imperial guards! If it weren't for song Fuya's poison and the addition of four Malaysian cadres, I'm afraid Zhai Wuliang would also be reduced to the same death method.

Luck is still on its side!

Zhai Wuliang comforted himself a few words, and then took the people on the road.

Zhou Guifei wore special chains all over her body, tied firmly, and escorted by a bulletproof military vehicle. There were three SUVs in front of and behind, and the team was vast, heading all the way towards Sima's house.

In addition to Zhai Wuliang's men, four Malaysian level cadres each sit in an SUV for emergencies.

"Let the car drive faster."

Feng Shao, a horse level cadre sitting behind Zhai Wuliang, hugged his arm and urged him expressionless.

He is also wearing a white suit, but a gold tie. This is the characteristic of the classification of the cadres of the imperial forest army. Black suits are only ordinary officers. When they change into white suits, they step into the ranks of cadres. Gun level can't wear a tie, red tie is car level, and gold tie is horse level. Further up, the black tie is the same level. At the scholar level, he wore a conspicuous red suit and a black tie.

Zhai Wuliang, the legendary general, hasn't seen it and doesn't know what kind of dress it is. Generals are very mysterious to them.

It is said that Murong Bo and Murong Ying are all generals. However, they Murong family, these two people are divorced from the system of the imperial guards, never wear a suit, and there is no official title. Now, the whole imperial army is almost in the hands of Sima family and Sima Yao.

The higher the level, the higher the power and position, and the more proud people are naturally.

This Feng Shao is also so. Because of his strong strength, he is very proud. This guy has the same white suit as himself, but he wears a gold tie with a pure gold tie clip on it, which is really the envy of Zhai wuconscience.

After destroying Li Fan's power, I'm afraid I can climb to this position and change into a golden tie... No, maybe higher, or I'll change into a black tie and step on Feng Shao, so that he can pretend to be forced by himself!

"Lord Feng, the road is foggy. For safety, you can't drive too fast."

Zhai Wuliang piled up smiling faces and explained to Feng Shao.

"A group of waste, isn't it just a little fog? Even this can't be overcome. How can we cooperate with our actions!"

Feng Shao said disdainfully, "even if you lose your life, you should hurry to the home of Lord Sima! You guys, just miscellaneous soldiers, die."

Zhai Wuqi didn't fight together. Although the two people seemed to have the same values, they were regarded as cannon fodder by others. Why was he still so unhappy in his heart!

Don't be too complacent. One day, you will climb onto your head!

"No order yet!"

Feng Shao shouted, Zhai Wuliang had no choice but to command his men through the interphone.

"Full speed forward."

The officer ordered that even if the subordinates were unwilling, they should do it obediently. Several cars began to accelerate, breaking through the rain and fog, and moving forward at high speed. All the cars have fog lights on. On the rainy and foggy highway, they rush towards the target like staring monsters.

Zhai Wuliang had a bad feeling all the time. He opened his glove box and took out a bottle of spray inside.

This is the poison song Fuya left him. Once released, it can damage the nerves of the poisoned person and temporarily lose the five senses. Zhou Guifei was hit by this move at that time, but she still killed more than ten imperial guards in this state, which was really terrible.

"Are you afraid?"

Feng Shao, who was sitting in the back row, seemed to feel Zhai Wuliang's fear.

"It's just a car grade cannon fodder just brought up."

He sneered, "so timid, how to fight for the Imperial Army!"

"Sorry, sir..."

Although secretly scolded in his heart, Zhai Wuliang still apologized "sincerely".

"With my Lord here, who dares to make a mistake!"

"Your Majesty is mighty."

What can Zhai Wuliang say? He can only hold the poison song Fuya sent him.

Cousin, I need your help again this time!

Zhai Wuliang silently said a few words and continued to let his men drive forward.

"Report, there is someone ahead."

I heard the voice of my subordinates' report.

Zhai Wuliang looked ahead. In the thick fog, there was a figure standing there, unable to see clearly. The rain and fog seemed to give him a mysterious atmosphere. Zhai Wuliang's heart was cold. Did he really come?

Who could it be? Is that Li Fan? Or someone else?

If you want to save concubine Zhou, it must be Li Fan's gang who can't be wrong.

Feng Shao finally opened his eyes, as if with a smile on his mouth.

"Finally willing to appear, hehe, just in time, just use Li Fan's head to do my Feng Shao's feat."

"Stop!"

Zhai Wuliang gave orders. He didn't expect to crash into a fighter by car.

These cars stopped one after another, and more than a dozen black suits jumped out of the car. On the military vehicle where Zhou Guifei was imprisoned, a black suit came up, grabbed the machine gun on the roof with both hands, and aimed at the figure opposite.

The rain fell on the cold barrel of the machine gun, bringing out the smell of death.

"Shoot."

Zhai Wuliang will shoot a round with a machine gun first!

"Bang bang!"

The barrel of the gun vibrated, and the red tongue of fire spewed out, dispersing the surrounding rain and fog. The bullet was like an invitation from the God of death, tearing the air and shooting at the figure opposite.

The heavy shooting made the ground vibrate.

And the figure on the opposite side still stood there, unmoved.