Chapter 1611 Plane Trading 22

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Ning Shu had never seen such a Xuan Pinghou before, and the fascination on his face made Ning Shu's goosebumps rise.

"Father." Ning Shu shouted.

Xuan Pinghou put away the gun, "I see."

No matter how reluctant the Xuanpinghou Mansion is, now is the best time to give Zhuo Cheran eye drops.

In the past, Zhuo Cheran made trouble, but this time he had to pay back no matter what.

With such a powerful weapon in hand, Zhuo Cheran couldn't believe that the Holy Majesty didn't have a trace of such a thing in his heart? ?

"But this thing is so powerful, what if..." How many people would survive if they shot at Xuan Pinghou's mansion?

Ning Shu moved Xuan Pinghou's concerns, looked at the bullet casings on the ground and said, "This kind of bullet is a one-time item, and if you use one, you will lose one. Your Majesty must not have many bullets to suppress the riot."

Ning Shu let Lian Qiao carry the food box and leave.

When going to court the next day, Xuan Pinghou took out his guns and demonstrated the powerful destructive power of the guns.

The emperor was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the dragon chair.

This thing is so powerful, as long as it can pull a finger, it can kill people, even children as young as seven or eight years old can kill people.

When the emperor thought of having this thing in Zhuo Cheran's hand, his expression changed.

Anyway, Xuan Pinghou succeeded in applying the eye drops, and the price was that the gun was confiscated.

Xuan Ping Hou is so heartbroken.

Ning Shu saw Xuan Pinghou's face when he came back, and knew that his gun was gone.

As long as the guns are in the hands of the emperor, the emperor will definitely be afraid of Zhuo Cheran.

A companion is like a tiger. The emperor liked Zhuo Cheran before, but since Zhuo Cheran threatened his throne, he may not like it that much anymore.

Ning Shu smiled, and now she is waiting for Zhuo Cheran to return in triumph.

"Who did you ask to get this thing?" Xuan Ping Hou asked Ning Shu.

Ning Shu rolled his eyes and said: "It's a down-and-out Jianghu man. My daughter gave me money, but he stole it for me. Now I can't find anyone."

Marquis Xuan Ping stared at Ning Shu, "There is no truth, I have nothing to learn from your mother to learn female precepts."

Ning Shu: ...

Ning Shu made a salute, turned around and left, imitating your sister's female ring.

Xuan Ping Hou looked at Ning Shu's arrogant back, and sighed, it's a pity that he is not his son.

Zhuo Cheran quelled the riot in Hanyang and returned triumphantly, but it was a little different from the common people who lined the streets to welcome him.

The army failed to enter the city, so the emperor directly ordered Zhuo Cheran to station outside the city.

Moreover, Zhuo Cheran was not summoned yet, and Zhuo Cheran was made to wait.

It was disheartening to have won the battle, but received such cold treatment.

Morale was restless, and there was a lot of resentment.

The emperor was almost waiting, and then summoned Zhuo Cheran into the city, and Zhuo Cheran was still alone.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhuo Cheran knew that when the riots were lenient, he had to use the weapons that Gu Xianxuan sent over.

He knew that this thing would cause fear, because of the power of this thing, even he felt extremely frightened.

Zhuo Cheran felt that this trip into the palace was more ominous than good, so he brought a gun for self-defense.

When Zhuo Cheran arrived at the main hall, as expected, he saw the ugly expression on the emperor's face. Zhuo Cheran knelt down and saluted, "Uncle Huang, my nephew is back."

The emperor said indifferently: "It's good to be back, I should reward you."

"Thank Uncle Huang for his kindness, these are what nephews should do." Zhuo Cheran said respectfully.

The emperor's face was dull, "If you don't reward you, people all over the world will say that I am mean and ungrateful, and I will become an unrighteous person and be ridiculed by people all over the world."

Zhuo Cheran kowtowed immediately, "Your Majesty, I absolutely have no such intention."

Sweat dripped from Zhuo Cheran's forehead on the obsidian floor, and the atmosphere was tense.

The emperor took out his gun, "Cheran, where did you come from, such things as privately forging weapons..."

Zhuo Cheran immediately said: "Your Majesty, I did not forge weapons privately."

The emperor wanted to throw the gun heavily on the ground, but he didn't make up his mind and couldn't bear it.

"Then how do you say these things come from?" The emperor said with a cold face, the person who can make such things is simply a talent.

Zhuo Cheran has such a talent in his hands, what does Prince Xinfu want to do?

Does Xinwang Mansion have many such weapons? Apart from such weapons, there are other more powerful weapons.

The more the emperor thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the eyes he looked at Zhuo Cheran became colder and colder.

Zhuo Cheran felt that his whole body was not well, and he didn't know how to answer, could it be that Gu Cuiwei gave it to him.

That was to bring the Gu family in. The Gu family was his hidden move, so he couldn't say it out.

Even if he directly said that Gu Fanhui sent it, why did Gu Fanhui send these things again.

Zhuo Cheran felt that no matter how he explained it, it would be futile.

"How do you explain it?" The emperor held the gun tightly.

Zhuo Cheran also touched his thighs, and there were guns hidden in his thighs.

In short, the whole picture is very strange. It is obviously the era of cold weapons. The ancient people in cumbersome costumes are holding guns and facing each other.

Obviously, it should be harmonious with a sword.

"Put the son in prison first, and send the Imperial Army to surround Xinwang's mansion." The emperor ordered with a cold face.

Zhuo Cheran squeezed his fist and said immediately: "

Your Majesty, Xin Wangfu was wronged. "

"Prince Xin's mansion casts weapons privately, can you argue?"

Zhuo Cheran: ...

How should I explain it? If such a weapon could really be made, then King Xin would not have failed in seizing the heir.

Can't explain it, can't explain it, Zhuo Cheran sighed, stood up, and said: "Uncle Huang, the Prince Xin Palace can't make such fine weapons, why don't you believe it?"

The emperor saw Zhuo Cheran standing up, so disrespectful, his face turned black immediately, and he pointed a gun at Zhuo Cheran, "You are presumptuous."

Zhuo Cheran also took out his gun, pointed at the emperor's head, Zhuo Cheran said: "Uncle Huang, let's bet who can hit the right shot."

"Presumptuous and presumptuous." The emperor blushed with anger, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help shaking. On the contrary, Zhuo Cheran, with a handsome figure, pointed the gun at the emperor.

This is simply disrespectful.

It was already like this, Zhuo Cheran pulled the trigger with his hand, and the bullet flew out of the barrel, shooting towards the terrified emperor who had no way to dodge.

With a sound of Peng, blood exploded from the emperor's forehead, and he sat limply on the dragon chair, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Help me, help me..."

"There are assassins, there are assassins..."

The emperor died, the entire palace was in chaos, and the imperial guards surrounded Zhuo Cheran.

Zhuo Cheran took the gun and killed the guard who rushed towards him, successfully deterring the others.

Everyone looked at the gun in Zhuo Cheran's hand in fear.

"The emperor is dead, who are you loyal to now? Do you want to be loyal to the dead? Do you want to go down to pay the emperor? You are so loyal."

Zhuo Cheran moved his steps, and the Imperial Guard stepped aside, afraid of being caught by the divine weapon in Zhuo Cheran's hands.

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