Fang Buwei went a little further away, and interspersed several teams of patrolmen and climbed up a foreign building not far from Zhang Mansion.

Only the flower gardens in this direction are smaller, so it is convenient to get closer quickly.

He tried his best to avoid making noises and quietly moved towards Zhang Gongguan.

More than half an hour later, Fang Buwei jumped to the roof of the building next door.

The amphibious buildings were about ten meters apart, and he could even hear the sound of the big wolf dog sniffing his tongue.

Fang Buwei raised his head slightly and looked at the guards in the yard.

There were at least twenty people in front and behind the building, either walking, standing, or smoking, all of them were filled with energy and trying to be on guard.

It seems that Zhang Xiaolin gave a good reward, otherwise with these liquid habits, they would either gather together to play cards and bet or drink secretly.

There are a few big wolf dogs here and there, scattered in the flower courtyard, lying quietly without any spirituality.

Ha ha……

Fang Buwei wanted to laugh very much.

Wolf dogs have been raised for too long, and they have to stay with so many people every moment, or they have to work in two shifts, so there are more.

Once there are many people, the smell will be mixed. No matter how powerful the dog is, how can you remember it all?

If you don’t look at military dogs and police dogs, except for breeders and trainers, you rarely let others contact you.

Maybe if you get in now, the dog may not bark.

A bunch of idiots.

Fang Buwei cursed secretly, and took out a few grenades from his bag and placed them on the roof.

That's right, he just stayed in the Big World Club dance hall with a bag full of grenades and bombs for six hours.

Fang Buwei dared not dance, and there was this reason.

He set up the grenade, took out the fast and slow machine, loaded it directly, and placed it within reach.

Then Fang Buwei looked at the window of the room where Zhang Xiaolin lived again.

The distance is up to twenty meters, whether it is a grenade or an explosive bag, Fang Buwei can easily throw it in.

Be ready, then let's start.

Fang Buwei picked up a grenade, pulled the fuse away, and threw it into the yard.

When the wolf dog was shocked when he saw something emitting white smoke, he jumped over his head and barked twice.

"What?" a bodyguard exclaimed subconsciously.

I heard that I had never been to the battlefield, but suddenly fell from the sky and was still smoking. Can it be a good thing?

"Grenade..." Another bodyguard roared.

"Enemy attack...assassin..."

Before the grenade exploded, the yard was in chaos.

With a "swoosh", two more were thrown into Fang Buwei.

This one was accurately smashed to the window of the room where Zhang Xiaolin lived.

The glass was broken, but the grenade was bounced back.

Fang Buwei looked at it intently and saw that behind the window was not a curtain, but a iron plate.

Is it OK, really treat yourself as a turtle?

Don't worry, I'll give you a louder one later.

Zhang Xiaolin originally slept on the third floor like Ji Yunqing, but when he thought that the assassin came, he might not even have time to jump on the building and was disheartened, so he drove the maid out and slept in the room on the first floor.

Later, after being guided by experts, Zhang Xiaolin dug an authentic tunnel in this room.

But Fang Buwei didn't know yet, so he nailed the windows with steel plates.

Cunning...

Fang Buwei was not in a hurry at all.

The windows of this room were nailed on, it is impossible for all the windows of the room to be nailed on, right?

He raised his arm and another grenade flew out, but it did not fall to the room, but to the bodyguard group.

With a "bang", a grenade exploded every day.

Not all bodyguards are inexperienced.

During the two Battles of Shanghai, especially the second, there were many troops involved in the destruction.

There were also many soldiers who were unwilling to fight again and retired and hid in the concession.

Apart from shooting and killing people, he has no other ability, so he can only join the gang.

"Lying down, lying down..." Several bodyguards shouted loudly, and some were looking around, wanting to find where the grenade flew from and fight back...

As a result, the sound of lying down had not yet fallen, and another sound suddenly exploded above my head.

There was a burst of ghosts and wolves howling, especially those who gave orders, shouted the worst.

Instead, he ran around and was basically not injured.

Several veterans were shocked: Is it a coincidence, or is the assassin really so powerful that he can control the landing point of the grenade and the explosion so accurately?

Fang Buwei just wanted to make all the bodyguards mess up and create an illusion for Zhang Xiaolin that the assassin is not alone, and even the bodyguards cannot stop it.

Now, who dares to climb in place?

All the bodyguards fled like frightened birds and beasts.

There were two more explosions, all of which exploded above the bodyguard's head, and the grenades were even down, and there were even more screams.

At this point, no one dared to doubt that the assassin could definitely control where the grenade landed and where it would explode.

Who dares to stay in the yard?

Most of them wanted to rush into the building, but were stopped by Japanese Kenmoto at the entrance of the building.

"Dog Japanese, I'm trying to kill me... Brothers, fight..." I don't know which one suddenly burst out with great courage, roared, raised my hand and shot it.

A Japanese military policeman fell down and a bloody arrow burst out from his chest.

I don’t know if it’s really about escaping or if there are conflicts in normal times, but someone who followed behind fired a gun.

The bodyguards were all holding box cannons, with a capacity of twenty rounds. Four Japanese military policemen fell into a pool of blood before they even had time to open the pistol.

A group of bodyguards rushed into the building like a swarm.

Fang Buwei almost laughed out loud.

OK, my own people are fighting first.

He calmly picked up the grenade and threw one into the windows on the first and second floors.

Just count these two rooms, and the most people were crowded by the window.

"The assassin is opposite..." A bodyguard on the third floor shouted.

Fang Buwei grabbed the fast and slow machine and raised his hand and shot him.

The scream came to an abrupt end.

But this one is not the only one who sees him.

"The opposite roof... the assassin is on the opposite roof..." someone shouted again.

Fang Buwei grabbed the last grenade on the roof, pulled off the fuse and threw it out, and then quickly shrank to the back of the roof.

"Bababababa..." A burst of guns started to eat, and the tiles on the top of the heart flew around.

"Bang bang!" There were two more explosions, and two balls of fire appeared in the two rooms on the first and second floors.

These were the two grenades that Fang Buwei had just thrown into the room.

"ah……"

"It hurts..." The sound of crying and calling my parents was particularly harsh.

Zhang Xiaolin invited enough people, but there were still people firing at this side.

Fang Buwei picked up his leather bag and pistol and changed his seat calmly.
Chapter completed!