By chance, he became close friends with Ding Zhongyu.

Ding Zhongyu, who was extremely accurate in shooting skills and hated the emperor, was very jealous of Ding Zhongyu, and he was taken over and became a secret member of the Iron Guard Army.

Jiang Wenda firmly believed that only the ideology of leaders can save this nation; only the leader is the future of China; only the Han nation can rule over all nations and unify the world!

Because of his superb marksmanship, he won the championship in the military competitions. With the help of some people, Li Yuanhong, the commander of the First Division of the Imperial Guard, recruited him into the most famous "Hanoi Battalion" of the Imperial Guards, and appointed him as the company commander.

Jiang Wenda has been waiting for instructions.

Finally, today, the stranger spoke out the incision, met the code, and expressed the meaning in a cryptic language.

There is no doubt that this is an arrangement from the organization, and he is not acting alone! This person has already shown that not only he must cooperate with him, but also many comrades will take action after he launches it.

The great revolution of national iron-bloodedism is finally about to begin!

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the supreme figure.

To kill him.

For the sake of revenge, we must kill;

For public outrage, kill;

For the sake of the country, kill;

For the sake of the nation, kill;

For the order, kill!

Five can be killed, which is enough.

Jiang Wenda's eyes fell on the agile figure again, his pupils contracted slightly and quickly deflected their eyes.

That person is definitely a master among the masters.

Can those two things be killed by killing the emperor?

His eyes fell on another calm and low-key figure, and his pupils shrank again.

The emperor talked cordially with soldiers, and in a few words, a iron-blooded tiger can make him feel excited and unable to control himself! This is the emperor, this is the imperial guards, this is the peak force of the empire!

The queen wore a peace talisman to every soldier, glanced at the emperor, full of admiration and misery.

This is Napoleon of the East, the founding father of this country, and the real national hero! He is his own husband! He has been with him for twenty-five years!

What are the past boredom and pain, the past rumors, and the ridicule of sisters and elders in the family?

The moon is bright next to the sun. How happy is it to accompany the scorching sun in the sky forever?

The emperor finally stood in front of Jiang Wenda.

"Xiǎo Jiang, your father is a veteran of our town. Are you considered the origin of family education?"

The emperor looked at the famous sharpshooter in the army, stretched out his fist and beat the other party's mouth, and smiled with satisfaction.

Jiang Wenda straightened his waist a little straighter, and the first-class White Tiger medal awarded by Zheng Ying was particularly dazzling.

Zhou Long seemed a little unhappy with this man and deliberately turned his gaze to the side.

Deng Qian knew that this person lost to Jiang Wenda back then, and he was dissatisfied with his heart. He smiled secretly and looked at the emperor quietly.

The queen looked at Zhou Long, then looked at Jiang Wenda, feeling a little funny, and took out the peace talisman to put it on for Jiang Wenda.

The gunshots.

At that moment, Zhou Long, who was originally a little impatient, suddenly jumped out like a tiger, and shouted: "Defense!"

Zhou Long didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he pulled Deng Qian, who was closest to the emperor, but he rushed over like a bullet!

Chang Zheng is a good player in the General Intelligence Bureau, otherwise he would not be in charge of one department or two department responsible for security. He has never put in effort. He is also an absolute good player in the General Intelligence Bureau where Jiangxi is gathered.

At the moment when everyone's attention turned to the conversation between the emperor and Jiang Wenda, he fired like lightning!

But Zhou Long still noticed that the moment Chang Zheng moved his arm, he noticed the problem and took action without hesitation.

But Chang Zheng's gun was too fast, and the Chinese two-year-old powerful pistol roared and brushed Zhou Long's waist and hit the human body. Deng Qian screamed, and his whole body fell backwards as if he was hit by a giant hammer.

The emperor turned his head in shock.

The queen looked over, stunned, and lost her voice for a moment.

Zhou Long's left hand was like a mountain-opening axe, slashing Jiang Wenda's right wrist holding the gun. A crisp sound of fracture sounded, and the gun fire came to an abrupt end. The second bullet deflected slightly at the moment it was out of the bore and actually hit the emperor's feet! Jump! The bullet was bounced by the hard cement ground and actually drilled into the emperor's big tui! The emperor snorted in pain, his body hunched over, the queen screamed and hurriedly supported his husband.

Two alert soldiers of the Imperial Guards stood between Chang Zheng, Zhou Long and the Emperor.

Jiang Wenda suddenly moved.

His left hand reached into the Ku pocket, opened a certain pulling line, and his right hand directly pulled the spy pistol in the Ku pocket. He relied on his physical instinct to shoot the emperor who was close to him!

No one would have thought that the company commander of the Royal Guard, the officer of the Emperor's personal soldiers, suddenly played the role of the ultimate assassin.

The bullet thrust into the emperor's head with a sound, his brain was covered with bright red blood, and he was squirting out.

The gunshots were not loud, but time suddenly solidified at this moment.

The emperor's body shook suddenly and stood there stiffly.

The sun suddenly dimmed.

The queen looked up blankly and looked at the gushing red and white. The whole world in front of her collapsed in an instant.

She grabbed her husband blankly, tried hard to help him up and leaned in her arms, as if she would disappear from the world as soon as she let go.

The second bullet was like chasing the tail of the first bullet, and another bullet was fired.

The burly body twitched suddenly and finally fell softly, as if a mountain had fallen.

The queen laid her body on the emperor, not knowing whether she wanted to protect her husband or to wake her up from her sleep.

Another blood flower bloomed on the queen's snow-white dress.

Blood petals on white chrysanthemum.

It is more gorgeous and dazzling than the Siberian flower.

Three shots.

Blood gushed out of the queen's mouth and back. She could no longer speak, but just hugged her husband tightly. The uncle and lover were lying softly on it. The queen's fair face quickly covered the black sè with the meaning of death.

It is cyanide.

Jiang Wenda knew that this spy pistol specially made by the Japanese Army's second division not only brought the Japanese's fine work to the extreme, but also applied highly toxic cyanide to the bullets, and they would die if they saw blood.

Things happened in a moment.

When other soldiers of the Imperial Guards reacted, everything was irreversible.

The officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guards around them could not believe their eyes.

Among the emperor's personal soldiers, among the group of loyal and brave soldiers who were excited by the emperor, there were actually assassins, and not one, but two! The section chief of the department, the agent with the rank of major in the Imperial Guard, was already surprisingly surprised. Company Commander Jiang, who was usually taciturn but very caring about the soldiers, suddenly shot three times at the emperor like crazy. What kind of world is this? How ridiculous is this nightmare!

At this time, the soldier who had just reacted had already knocked Jiang Wenda to the ground. Zhou Long, who heard the gunshots behind him, no longer cared about being beaten by him and vomiting blood, Chang Zheng, who had broken bones and broken muscles, turned around and rushed back!

There was a loud bang.

Jiang Wenda took out his left hand from his pocket, and a sun suddenly appeared in his hand, and even the sunlight darkened at this moment.

Jiang Wenda, the imperial guards pressing on him, and even the emperor, queen, and Deng Qian, who fell to the ground, flew up at this moment, and Zhou Long, who was rushing towards him, flew back in the clouds and fell heavily to the ground.

Deng Qian spitted blood in his mouth, barely opened his eyes, looked at the mess around him, his mind full of chaotic confusion and fear, panic and at a loss. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was already trapped in the darkness.

The emperor, the empress, Jiang Wenda, and the two soldiers who rushed over were all beyond recognition.

Zhou Long fell to the ground with his back on his face, his mouth, and his big tui, and there was blood everywhere, motionless.

Chang Zheng spitted blood and smiled bitterly, with great pleasure and relief on his face. He grinded his teeth hard, chewed a few times, and a black air surged on his cheeks, smiling calmly, and fell softly to the ground.

All the guards and agents fell into death silence in the face of this sudden change.
Chapter completed!