It stands to reason that after confirming that the high-voltage current has been cut off, it is impossible for Wu Tian to get an electric shock, but when Wu Tian’s hand touched the rivet on the door, his body was immediately penetrated by the electric current, so Zhao Ritian must At the same time that the power supply bureau cut off the current, the standby generator was activated, so the vermilion rivet gate would be immediately wrapped by the current. If Long Zhiwen’s foot is a few seconds later in the evening, it is estimated that Wu Tian’s life will be explained here. Up.
So Long Zhiwen lifted his foot and kicked the wooden part of the door with the plastic sole of the army boots. With the force of the plastic isolating the electric current, he kicked the door directly.
But if the attacking enemy is like Wu Tian, thinking that the electric current is cut off, and then swaggering to push the door, then the electric current penetrates the body to greet him, and as long as it reaches more than one second, then the attacker will inevitably Killed. And the high-voltage current set before is just a bait to draw the enemy deeper.
Imagine a businessman who set up a high-voltage current at a great cost is to make the attacking enemy think that he would relieve the threat, but because of his carelessness, he was killed by a civilian current of only 220 volts from the generator. This kind of amplification Small tricks can be said to penetrate the weakness of human nature. Just imagine such Zhao Ritian, how can Jiang Minghao dare to take it lightly
"Xiaotian, soldier, Changming, you protect Mary, let's go in."
Long Zhiwen said firmly. His eyes were slightly squinted, and his whole body exuded an astonishing killing aura, as if he was on the battlefield at this moment. The slightly bowed body and the half-tensioned muscles made people feel that he was completely A tiger about to prey. His body is diagonally in front of Jiang Minghao's wheelchair. Once there is any situation, he can react at any time.
At the moment when the vermilion rivet gate opened, a wall of illumination was facing the door. Long Zhiwen looked at the wall of the white marble and couldn't help but praise. This piece of white marble is about five meters high and four meters long. It turned out to be completely intact. One piece, especially the double dragon opera bead pattern carved on it, has distinct scales and lifelike, which makes people can't help feeling that this courtyard has an emperor's breath.
"Damn, Zhao Changming, I know that your family is rich, but I didn't expect that your family is so rich, rich than the country!" Wu Tian looked at the towering Zhaobi and praised:
"You know, in ancient times, only princes and nobles were qualified to erect walls in their homes, and this dragon, this style, hey, don't you want to usurp the throne, right?"
Wu Tian gave full play to his ingenuity and brought out what Jiang Minghao and Long Zhiwen had in mind, but the speaker was unintentional and the listener was careful. Zhao Changming's originally calm eyes suddenly burst into anger, and he bit himself fiercely. His teeth and the knuckles of his hands snapped loudly, as if to tear Wu Tian into pieces.
"Alright, Xiaotian, don't talk nonsense." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Jiang Minghao immediately interrupted: "Since you know this is Zhaobi, you should always know his role, right?"
"I know!" Seeing Jiang Minghao wanting to test him, Wu Tian naturally looked happy and prepared to show off. He even forgot that he almost became the son-in-law of Wangye Yan just now. He said with his back on his back, looking like an old pedant:
"In ancient times, people felt that lonely ghosts entering their homes would make the house uneasy, so they erected a wall at the door to let the ghosts see their shadows and be afraid, so they didn't dare to enter the house."
Jiang Minghao watched Wu Tian fiddle with knowledge, just smiled lightly at him without talking, his eyes seemed to tell Wu Tian, I think you can tell what the hell is it!
"Ahem!" Wu Tian noticed Jiang Minghao's eyes, and immediately cleared his throat. He didn't dare to continue talking nonsense. He continued: "Actually, it's all superstition. The real function of the wall is to separate the house from the door. In order to create a good visual environment, similarly, even if the door is open, people outside cannot see the situation inside the house."
"Xiaotian!" Jiang Minghao asked with a smile, "Then, do you think we are the ghosts that Zhao Ritian turned away?"
"Brother Hao, you mean..."
"Didn't you just say that the role of the wall is to prevent the people at the door from seeing the situation in the house!" Jiang Minghao said, the perspective eye has already passed through the wall of the white marble, and he saw the one behind the stone wall. The heads of people were crowded and the men in black holding the samurai sword seemed to be dead waiters eager to try, ready to be crushed by the master at any time. Jiang Minghao suddenly smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth:
"I think I'm here, Zhao Ritian should see us!" Jiang Minghao moved his wheelchair around and roared towards the sky:
"Zhao Ritian, Xiaoye knows that you can see and hear, why, sir? Let the killers behind you come out and kill us? After waiting for so long, don't you just want to see if we know if we are in trouble. Retreat, tell you, dreaming, my master's hatred, my brother's hatred, do you think I would give up so easily? Tell you..."
Jiang Minghao paused, his eyes were instantly red as if he was about to eat people, he gritted his teeth and roared:
"This hatred is not shared."
As soon as Jiang Minghao's words were uttered, Long Zhiwen and Wu Tian immediately pulled out the pistols from their waists, only to hear two slight and rapid bullets being loaded. The two guns were aimed at the two sides of the wall, like two spit The cobra holding the letter, as long as someone comes out, they will immediately kill it.
At this time, Zhao Ritian, who was in front of the monitor screen, slammed his fist on the metal table, and only heard a loud "bang". The screen on the table seemed to be intimidated by Zhao Ritian's anger. Following a jump, his eyes were like two steel nails, staring at the screen firmly, as if to nail all the individuals on the screen. Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth and said viciously:
"Well, I'll give you a chance. If you don't want it, then don't blame me for being impolite."
Zhao Ritian originally thought that Jiang Minghao and the others would lose a warrior at the vermilion rivet gate, so that they could be very shocked. Then the wall of the double dragon play bead could let the group of turtles know that they are wealthy. Under such deterrence, as long as there is a trace of selfishness, or even a little sense of fear, people will lose without a fight.
What Zhao Ritian didn’t know was that among the six people in front of him, except his son and his wife, everyone else had experienced life and death, especially Long Zhiwen, who crawled out of the enemy’s body again and again. , I don't know what fear is for a long time. On the contrary, when facing fear and threats, his body instinctively generates excitement, as if it is a bull that has seen the red silk provocation.
"Kill them all for me."
Zhao Ritian picked up the Wu Tian walkie-talkie on the table, gritted his teeth and roared. Following his order, the men in black with samurai swords behind Zhaobi rushed out of both sides of the stone wall desperately.
"boom······"
"boom······"
The pistols in Wu Tian and Long Zhiwen’s hands are like stringed machine brackets, bullets rushing out of the barrel, but these dead waiters in black seem to be well-trained soldiers. The strange steps and movements avoided their bullets. The gun in Long Zhiwen's hand had a total of twelve bullets, but with Long Zhiwen's skill, his hit rate was less than half, let alone Wu Tian.
Fifteen people came out from behind the stone wall in black and pressure, and only five people fell under the spears of Wu Tian and Long Zhiwen. The others were only personally cut with a knife.
"Damn, if you have a machine gun, I will give you all the shuttles." Wu Tian avoided the slashed samurai sword while removing the empty magazine and loading it, raising his hand with a shot.
"clang······"
It turned out to be the sound of the bullet colliding with the samurai sword. Wu Tian looked at the guy with the knife and the bullet, was this still a human? But Wu Tian likes to play with people who are not humans. He raised the gun in his hand too and aimed at the guy holding the katana.
"Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang..."
With this bang, Wu Tian's hand holding the gun seemed to be trembling rhythmically because of the recoil of the pistol. The man in black who had shot the bullet before was even more stunned, to be honest. , It was all luck just now. The blind cat hit the dead mouse and hit the bullet. This time, facing Wu Tian’s serial shooting, he slashed like a headless fly, but found that he was still unscathed. , Panting with fright.
Wu Tian watched him hacking with his eyes closed, not knowing that the knife he just made was luck, so he smiled and learned the same way again, yelling "bang" in his mouth, and shaking his hands back slightly. It turned out that it was all made by Wu Tian, and the angry man in black cursed:
"stupid······"
Seeing this guy lift the knife, Wu Tian didn’t hesitate to aim at the messed-up black man’s head with a shot. The bullet directly penetrated the center of the eyebrows, bringing up a burst of red and white liquid, and the black man followed A gunshot fell to the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.
"Pooh······"
Wu Tian spit on the corpse and cursed: "Grandma is a bear, island devil."
"Hey, Wu Tian."
"what?"
Wu Tian suddenly heard someone calling him, and immediately turned his head, just in time to see Long Zhiwen pinching the enemy's knife-holding wrist with his left hand, flipping an anti-joint, and pressing the enemy's head to his muzzle with a bang. , The blood spattered, and the enemy lay motionless on the ground.
"Okay, pretty!" Wu Tian couldn't help screaming when he saw Long Zhiwen's close gunfighting technique, but he didn't expect to provoke Long Zhiwen's abuse:
"I look good at you, go and protect Jiang Minghao."
"boom······"
As soon as Long Zhiwen’s words fell, he raised his hand with a shot, and the man in black who was chasing him behind Jiang Minghao fell to the ground. Wu Tian just remembered that Jiang Minghao was sitting in a wheelchair paralyzed, and he was already used to it. During the fight, Jiang Minghao charged forward and played with him. Now, seeing Jiang Minghao being chased and killed by others, I can’t help but feel heartache. It is also due to Wei Debing’s good craftsmanship and his wheelchair moving freely. Otherwise, ten Jiang Minghao are all Not enough people can cut it.
"Brother Hao, I'm coming!" Wu Tian quickly approached Jiang Minghao while firing at the enemy. He finished shooting all the bullets in the pistol and quickly replaced the magazine.
At this time, Wei Debing also ran to Jiang Minghao's side. He was almost unarmed except for the notebook on his back. He was completely relying on the dodge of his body and his fists to forcibly hit a path to Jiang Minghao. The skin and flesh of the knife mark turned outward, and blood was constantly leaking out.