Chapter 157 Machine Gun Grenade Comes in Handy
Chapter 157 Machine Gun Grenade Comes in Handy
"What? Concubine De is pregnant? The fetus is in danger and needs the princess's urgent help?"
Just when Li Zhenting was discussing countermeasures with Fang Qingqing, a messenger from the palace suddenly came to report.
"Are you going now?"
Li Zhenting asked worriedly.
It was already dark, and the hourglass showed it was already the hour of Xu, the twilight hour. In the past, Qing'er would have retired early at this time if nothing else was going on. But lately, all sorts of things had been jammed together, and Qing'er hadn't had a good rest in days.
If even the Imperial Physicians Wen and Song in the palace were helpless in treating the fetus in Concubine De's belly, then I'm afraid she would be powerless too.
"Father has treated you well. Even if you have been lying down, you must get up now. It is still early. Get ready and set off immediately."
Throughout history, old trees have blossomed. In a dimension she had previously traveled through, there was a moderately famous director in his seventies who managed to have his wife, who was in her thirties, give birth to four children in succession. So she didn't find this unusual.
Li Zhenting had no choice but to nod in agreement. He ordered the carriage to be prepared, and arranged for four guards including Fengying and a team of guards from Prince Yu's Mansion to follow. The group marched towards the palace in a mighty procession.
The journey was calm and there was nothing unusual.
Li Zhenting wondered to himself, could it be that he was being too cautious? It only took half an hour to get from Prince Yu's Mansion to the Imperial Palace, and it was all on official roads patrolled by detectives. Who would dare to tamper with something so brazenly in Kyoto?
"Woo woo, son, get up quickly, someone is coming, we are saved..."
The carriage suddenly stopped, and a hoarse, old voice was heard choking with sobs.
Fengying spoke to Li Zhenting and immediately rode forward to check.
"Uncle, help me! My son and I walked all the way up the mountain, hoping to get to the city to sell our grain. Then a frightened horse came out of nowhere and hit my son... I'm afraid his legs are broken, and he can't get up..."
An old man with a hunched back and a scarf on his head was sobbing and speaking. Fengying then noticed that a cart was blocking the road. A middle-aged man fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face, and beans were scattered all over the ground.
Many horses lowered their heads to look for food.
"Make way quickly and don't waste time!"
There were so many soybeans scattered on the ground that the tattered cart almost fell apart. In order to save time, Fengying called on the guards from Prince Yu's Mansion who were following him to quickly help move the wounded and the old man to the side.
"Ah... It hurts so much, sir, help me, am I going to die..."
The middle-aged man rolled on the ground in so much pain, looking like he would die at any moment.
"I'll go over and take a look..."
Fang Qingqing couldn't bear it, so she stood up and was about to jump off the carriage.
"Qing'er, don't meddle in other people's business!"
As Li Zhenting spoke, Fang Qingqing had already stretched out one foot. She possessed the ability to save the dying and the wounded, so how could she stand by and watch someone die without helping?
Knowing that he couldn't persuade her, Li Zhenting had to carefully support her and walk towards the injured man.
The ground was covered with scattered soybeans, making walking extremely difficult. Even though Fang Qingqing was wearing a pair of flat, soft-soled cloth shoes, she still felt a little unsteady walking on the soybeans.
Her feet suddenly slipped and her body swayed. Fortunately, Li Zhenting supported her and she did not fall.
For some reason, he was always uneasy. As he carefully supported Fang Qingqing as she walked, his eyes looked around vigilantly.
Along the entire road, apart from the Prince Yu's guards, there was only the mother and son. The poplars and willows along the road swayed wildly in the night wind, casting mottled, monster-like reflections on the road, making it even more frightening. Not far away, the shrill cries of owls echoed, adding an inexplicable sense of terror.
"Please lift your legs a little higher. I really can't bend down to check..."
When Fang Qingqing walked up to the man who was rolling around wailing in pain, and while she was lowering her head and speaking softly, the man who was originally rolling on the ground suddenly did a somersault and flew up from the ground!
He waved his hands, and a pile of powdery substances sprinkled out of his hands. In his right hand, there was a sharp knife with a cold glow, and he stabbed it towards her neck!
"Bang!"
Li Zhenting quickly protected Fang Qingqing behind him. He quickly raised his hands to block the attack, but the white powder still splashed onto his body and face, causing a burning pain. He didn't even bother to check his injuries and lunged at the other person with his sword!
The man had great martial arts skills. Even though Li Zhenting danced with the long sword to perfection, he couldn't get close to him!
Even the old man who originally staggered when walking was no longer as weak as before. He took out a long whip with spikes from his waist and swung it with a loud snapping sound. Several guards were injured by the whip and their faces and bodies were covered with wounds.
For a moment, the wounded men and horses neighed, and the palace guards were injured one after another. Even the Thunder Shadow's arm was covered in blood! At this moment, a group of black shadows jumped down from the trees, and Li Zhenting couldn't help but groan inwardly.
Despite all my precautions, I still fell into their trap!
The enemy is numerous and we are few. If the reinforcements cannot arrive in time, it will be disastrous!
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Just when Li Zhenting was extremely anxious and ignored the increasingly intense burning pain on his face and hands, he stretched out his hands and bent down to pick up Fang Qingqing and leave, when suddenly, two iron rod-like objects appeared in Fang Qingqing's hands!
Amidst the chirping sounds, Fang Qingqing's machine gun erupted with flames, quickly knocking the middle-aged man and the old man to the ground. Then, she grabbed a grenade, expertly pulled the safety catch, and swiftly threw it at the group of black-clad, weapon-wielding men who were threatening to kill her!
“Bang!!! Bang!!!”
After a loud bang, the ground shook and flames shot up into the sky. The group of men in black were blown away, their arms, legs, and heads scattered all over the ground. The men in black, who were blown beyond recognition but still half alive, covered their bodies and screamed in pain.
Shang Wu was quick to shoot a man in black whose fingers had been blown off out of the burning fire, knocked him out with a punch, and then took out a rope and tied him up tightly.
"Fengying, clean up the mess!"
Even if Fang Qingqing summoned a mysterious weapon and blasted the enemy to the ground, Li Zhenting was afraid of another ambush, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. He picked up Fang Qingqing with both hands and, using his lightness skills, ran towards the palace at full speed without touching the ground.
This time, the other party had clearly made careful preparations, deliberately scattering soybeans all over the road, hoping to make Fang Qingqing fall and hurt her! They knew Fang Qingqing was a doctor who could cure illnesses and save lives, so they deliberately disguised themselves as poor people, hoping to take the opportunity to kill Fang Qingqing!
If the princess hadn't brought those powerful weapons with her, I'm afraid they would have been unable to escape the disaster due to their low strength!
"Ting'er, Qing'er!"
Running all the way to the palace, Prince Jiajing was shocked when he saw two people covered in blood!
Two hours had passed since Fang Qingqing was summoned to the palace for diagnosis. Seeing that Concubine De's condition was getting worse and worse, and Fang Qingqing had not yet arrived, Prince Jiajing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan!
Who would have thought that they would encounter trouble on the way!
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