What kind of family is so rich that even bodyguards can wear?

And every item is first-class.

Two years ago when I was in Shanghai, Fang Buwei spent 800 oceans to buy a fifth-class product in a Peromon suit. The top-class product was sold at that time to nearly 4,000 oceans.

How much did Luxun spend on a courtyard house in Beijing?

In later generations, such a suit can be bought at Tangchenyipin, Lujiazui, Shanghai.

Song Ziwen didn't dare to be so generous.

Looking at the eyes, exposed skin, and what was being held in their hands, Fang Buwei sneered.

The cocoon on the tiger's mouth is thicker than the ocean, and it is obvious that it has been begging for many years with guns...

Two strong men close to the middle-aged man, one of whom was carrying a box. Seeing the strong man's face was slightly red and his breath was breathing, Fang Buwei could guess that the box contained either gold or silver.

If there are so many rich people with gold and silver, they either ran away early or hid in the embassies of Britain, the United States, Germany and the Soviet Union early. How could they wait until this time to escape?

This group is definitely a defeated soldier, and it is the one who kills people and takes money.

In desperation, what can Zheng Changlin do?

These outfits were obtained by him after he took over the military police and broke into a foreign company specializing in exporting. He thought he would make a fortune after he was transported to Wuhan.

In the short term, he had no place to find a suitable outfit, but it would be strange if he was wearing a rag to give gifts to Song Xilian's soldiers if he was not arrested on the spot.

So I could only just put it in one go, but who would have thought that I would hit Song Xilian and Fang Buwei's arms.

Seeing that Fang Buwei sneered "hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

Fang Buwei raised his chin slightly, pointed at Zheng Changlin, lowered his voice and said, "I don't know which rioters from the rioters were killed and seized money, and pretended to be a refugee and came out..."

Fang Buwei reminded him, Song Xilian was immediately worried.

When I looked at the suits and the boxes, I saw that these big men were all bulging waists and understood everything.

Pistols are hidden under the clothes at 80%.

Even in a German-Armed Master, only the chief officer above the company level is qualified to wear a pistol.

After all, there are at least a dozen company commanders or above here. What is the identity of the middle-aged man who is protected in the middle?

Song Xilian stared at Zheng Changlin, and the more he looked, the more familiar he looked.

"Zheng Changlin?" Song Xilian shouted fiercely.

Zheng Changlin recognized Fang Buwei for the first time he saw him.

Who doesn’t know the famous national hero?

Zheng Linguo did not forget Fang Buwei's elegant title of "the number one spy in the Republic of China". In addition, Song Xilian was close to him, so he became even more cautious, for fear of being discovered.

But unexpectedly, it was exposed in the end.

Hearing Song Xilian's harsh shout, Zheng Linguo suddenly shuddered and was about to run back, but he suddenly reacted.

This place is full of soldiers from Song Xilian and Fang Buwei, where can he run to?

Seeing that there were not many guards around Song Xilian and Fang Buwei, Zheng Linguo was so angry that he suddenly took out a grenade, pointed to Song Xilian and Fang Buwei, and shouted loudly: "Catch them, otherwise no one will survive..."

More than a dozen subordinates also reacted and rushed out their weapons.

Fang Buwei was stunned for a moment: Why did this happen just by chance?

But the body's reaction speed is not slow at all.

He rolled down the spot and threw Song Xilian to the ground.

Under the leadership of the guard platoon elder Yu, more than a dozen guards rushed over quickly, while Zheng Changlin and the regiment commander leaped into the crowd.

"Use grenades, I will blow up the guards, you will blow up the refugees!" Zheng Changlin said quickly to the regiment commander. The regiment commander nodded vigorously and took out a grenade.

Seeing that Fang Buwei fell to the ground, Ye Xingzhong and Guan Dashan, who were guarding a circle, also reacted and drew a fast and slow-moving machine and called more than a dozen guards.

Fang Buwei's speed was faster than them. The moment he fell to the ground, he pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger.

Lao Yu, who was in front, fell down in response.

Ye Xingzhong and Guan Dashan didn't even make a sound. They raised their guns and shot a few points, and then knocked down two more.

Zheng Changlin, standing in the crowd, saw clearly.

Why did Fang Buwei's reaction so quickly?

Zheng Changlin gritted his teeth, bit off the pin, and threw the grenade out of his head.

Ye Xingzhong and Guan Dashan reacted quickly. When they saw the smoke flying out, they subconsciously rushed down, but Song Xilian's guards were in trouble and were blown up.

With two explosions, the refugees suddenly became huddles, some jumped on the boat, some jumped into the water, and a group of people rushed towards Fang Buwei and Song Xilian like headless flies.

Because that is relatively empty.

Zheng Changlin and the group leader were hiding among these people.

His purpose is very clear: to catch Song Xilian, it’s okay to be half dead.

Because most of the soldiers of Song Xilian on the shore are Song Xilian's soldiers, it is only useful to use Song Xilian as a threat.

At the same time as the thought arose, Zheng Changlin took out another grenade, turned his head and said to the commander: "If you don't fight, you will die..."

The commander nodded with a flushed face and raised the gun in his hand.

Seeing a group of people rushing towards him, Fang Buwei pulled Song Xilian up and stepped back while shooting a few times in the sky: "Don't come here..."

While Fang Buwei fired the gun, the regiment commander also pulled the trigger.

Seeing someone lying in a pool of blood behind him, who else can care about the warning that he will not do anything?

Ye Xingzhong and Guan Dashan were about to stand up when they stepped on their heads with a few feet.

"Shoot..." Ye Xingzhong yelled.

After a few gunshots, the refugees ran towards Fang Buwei faster.

Fang Buwei's teeth were chewing, and hesitating whether to shoot, a grenade flew out of the crowd again.

This time I threw it straight towards him.

Fang Buwei hugged Song Xilian and rolled to the right.

But Zheng Changlin had excellent time control, and the grenade exploded in mid-air.

Song Xi roared, and Fang Buwei groaned.

Both of them were shrapnel.

Damn, why is Fang Buwei so incompetent?

If it weren't for Fang Buwei, Song Xilian would have been knocked down by himself.

Zheng Changlin didn't want Song Xilian's life, but he just wanted to have a tone.

As long as he crosses the river, Guan Songxi will die.

But we must first solve the problem.

"Bound me!" Zheng Changlin growled and jumped onto the leader's back.

At this time, Fang Buwei supported his arm, endured the huge pain, and tried to get up.

Zheng Changlin held his breath and pointed the muzzle of the fast and slow machine at Fang Buwei.

"Dadada..."

With only a few gunshots, a few blood flowers appeared on Fang Buwei's chest.

"Fang Buwei..." Song Xi roared and burst into the corners of his eyes.

"shot……"

Song Xilian hugged Fang Buwei and roared to the sky.

As soon as he got up, Fang Buwei saw that he was still bleeding from his chest, Ye Xingzhong roared the sky-shaking ship, tightly pressing the trigger of the fast and slow machine and shooting at the crowd.

At the same time, the soldiers on the ship also raised the guns in their hands.

Like the waves of wheat blowing from the strong wind, rushing towards the rioters who are not in trouble, falling down one after another...

...

"Bang"!

With a crisp sound, four finger marks appeared on Ye Xingzhong's face.

"Why don't you shoot?" Song Xilian shouted sharply.

The corners of his eyes were cracked, blood flowed on his face, and was blown dry by the wind, leaving behind black marks on Song Xilian's face.

This is not even a physical injury.

In addition to the shrapnel of the grenade that broke his arm, Zheng Changlin shot Fang Buwei and shot Song Xilian again, aiming more accurately, hitting Song Xilian's thigh.

Fang Buwei was shot three times, one shot in the chest, one shot in the lower abdomen, and one shot in the thigh...
To be continued...