My dad's lieutenant seems to be a time traveler

Chapter 8 The Destined Unheard Legend of the White Snake

Fives,

It was a good meal at first, but everyone was facing national crisis for a while, and the family was unlucky for a while, and the wine tasted bitter.

So Master Tong greeted him to listen to the play first.

In fact, I haven't listened to the opera for a while, because when I listen to the opera, I will think of Boss Bai.

Boss Bai was originally a male singer who sang "Bai Niangzi" locally.It's hard to say whether he can sing high or not, but he looks as tall as Mr. Ma.It was useless for Gao, he still asked Zhang Wensheng to do the trick, and used a demon ball called "Time-Space Locator" to send it across Liao Dynasty.

Nobody knows where they are now.

When I think of Boss Bai, I can't help but look at Zhang Wensheng.But it was scary: whenever I looked up at him, he was always "just looking at me," and that alone terrified me.

I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid that he will think about it and send my dad, or even me, to time travel.

In order to cure this problem, I no longer listen to opera.

It's a good thing here, Tong's family didn't open any pots and carried which pots. Not only did they find someone to sing the opera, but they also sang the whole story of White Snake.

My dad laughed when he saw this book, and said it’s okay, why don’t you listen to "Hero Shop" on such a beautiful day.The heroine is paired with the hero, and the one who can pull apart the iron arm and copper fetus is the favorite girl of the parents.

I agree!But the team they hired today can only sing The Legend of the White Snake.

...Well then, let's try to listen to the Legend of the White Snake--as a result, the new Bai Suzhen had just stolen the celestial herb, and when the sword was lit, there was a long whistle, calling for a few utility workers and handymen, and they turned down the table and pulled out their guns. Knife, come to us.

Familiar formula, familiar taste, anyway, it's all about killing my father.

Later I also asked, I asked, why must my father be killed?Although he is currently the handsome man in Xuzhou, he is the most handsome, but the person who kills him may not be able to be the handsome man himself?

My secretary Shen Weiren said: Well, your dad is the handsome man on the chessboard, if you take him away, the whole chessboard will have to be re-coded and reshuffled.Then don't everyone who is a pawn have a chance?

This time there was more than one assassin, and the skills were good, and they came quickly.The banquet was caught off guard for a while, and most of the people did not move.Only my dad, who may be used to military horses, jumped up and walked to the side as soon as he brushed the ground.

According to Zhang Wensheng's position, he should have stood in front of me, but when I blinked, he also disappeared.

My dad's guard soldiers were also very quick. They drew their guns and did it with a few bang bang bang bangs, and knocked down a few bastards, which was somewhat of a shield.

Only the leader could not be stopped, watching him rush into the encirclement in one breath.

At this time, I was in a panic, and I hadn't pulled out the pistol I was carrying.

The assassin grabbed the cat of an aunt of Mrs. Tong and threw it at me, preventing me from drawing my gun...

Hey, I subconsciously reached out and caught it.

Before he could recover, he didn't know which wife or aunt's dog he pulled, and then threw it at me again.

There is no mistake!My dad, your target has already gone far away, can you stop hitting me all the time!

I just came to my heart and flashed such a small complaint, and this person came in front of me.

He yelled in his mouth: Even if Cao Yu can't be killed today, let's kill him, this bastard first!

The gun was really close, he used a revolver, the hammer was pushed away, and the cold muzzle of the gun was already close to the tip of my nose.

But lightning, faster than a trigger trigger, a person suddenly approached, a hand poked out from the person's eyes, grabbed the assassin's hand holding the gun, and stuck a finger on the lowered hammer and firing pin. In the gap between them, he was directly told not to fire the shot.

——It's Zhang Wensheng!

His other hand also came quickly, it actually grabbed the sleeve of the pistol, pushed the catch, and then the palm shook, and the wheel was pushed out.Before the assassin had time to withdraw his hand, the adjutant had already folded his arm upwards.

There was only a scream, and his forearm was broken. Zhang Wensheng poured out all the bullets from the gun in his hand, and all six bullets fell at my feet.

He patched a knee on the assassin's stomach, knocking him unconscious.

Only then did he remember to look back at me.

He looked at me, and I looked at him.He asked me: Young commander, are you not hurt?

I raised the cat in my arms to him: it didn't hurt...