The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 257: Childbirth and Fierce Battle (2)
With these two children, her life is not lonely and can be fulfilled.

Looking at the child's wrinkled face, she smiled wearily.

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Shanghai Sakura Hall.

At midnight, the summer night is quiet.

A tall black figure flashed from outside.

She has a capable figure and is quietly looking for something.

She gently approached an open door, gently poked through the paper window, and looked inside.

In an instant, she became angry, took out her gun and fired randomly into it.

"Bang bang bang!" The gunshots rang through the night, and groups of men in gray came out with guns and surrounded her layer by layer.

"I knew it was you!" Ishihara Ichiro slowly came down from upstairs with a stern smile on his lips.

"Aren't you the person in the room just now? You are so cunning!" The gun in Jin Mingzhu's hand was still pointing at the room where the shot was fired just now.

"Sneaky has been with me for so long, if I still don't know your little thoughts, I am not Shi Yuan." He smiled slightly, "You have stayed in Yanlong Hall for so long, but you still can't get on the stage!"

Jin Mingzhu sneered, "One day I will avenge my father and tear you to pieces."

"Miss Jin, do you think there will be such a day? I will let you go? Your brain that has drunk foreign ink is too useless? Before you are beaten into a sieve, please put down the gun in your hand! I Just count to three, three, two—" Shi Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled deeply.

Jin Mingzhu trembled all over, whether to give up at this time or just give it a go.

Even if you risk your life, you have to give it a try!
Anyway, once her father left, she didn't have any worries.

"Okay, I surrender." The gun in her hand was slowly put down.

There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of Ishihara's mouth.

When Jin Mingzhu's gun was about to hang down, she suddenly squatted down and pulled the trigger at Ishihara Ichiro.

A gray-clothed man closest to Shi Yuan stood in front of him, his upper body was bleeding profusely, and he was silent.

Ishihara Ichiro pushed away the lifeless dead soldier in front of him, and waved his hands vigorously.

The guns in the hands of the men in gray pointed at Jin Mingzhu and pulled the trigger.

At the very moment, there was a loud bang of "Boom--".

The wall outside the entire Cherry Blossom Hall collapsed, and thick white smoke and dust rose.

Before Jin Mingzhu could react, a pair of strong hands had already grabbed her and ran out.

"You damn girl, you have the nerve to come to the Japanese territory to pick trouble with this little ability!" Zong Yuan let go of her, and loaded the gun in his hand with bullets, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today."

Jin Mingzhu glanced over, and the men in gray clothes blocked their way from the outside.

"You can't escape." Chiyoko was wearing a white and flowing kimono, smiling charmingly.

"Zong Yuan help me, even if I can't kill Ishihara Ichiro today, I still have to get rid of this woman." Jin Mingzhu looked at her with hateful eyes.

"Miss Shi Qianqian, when did you become a Japanese?" Zong Yuan jokingly lowered his voice again, "Jin Mingzhu, you idiot, this time I got hurt by you. I'm here alone to save you stupid apprentice, There's no backup at all."

"You are stupid! There are so many masters in Yanlongtang, why not let them help!" Jin Mingzhu retorted.

"Should I be caught without a fight or die immediately?" Chiyoko's delicate face flashed bloodthirsty fiercely.

"Catch alive." Shi Lang spat out three words fiercely.

Zong Yuan's status in Yanlong Hall was comparable to that of Tang Chengxun, and a living Zong Yuan was of course more useful than a dead one.

(End of this chapter)