Si Chen looked at his father-in-law and asked:

"What's going on?"

"It's nothing. There was an assassination. You saw it."

Yan Qiao, as the father-in-law, still has to raise his posture a little:

"Hold on tight and kill all these traitors!"

Si Chen frowned slightly, sensing something unusual: "Traitor?"

Co-author, this isn't someone from outside the manor coming in to assassinate you, it's someone from inside your house who rebelled?

I said so!

There are so many guards in your manor, how can you be so embarrassed!

It turns out that there was a fire in the backyard!

My own people are having sex with my own people~

When the firepower paused, the people in the castle cautiously chased out with guns in hand.

The distance from the castle to the gate of the manor is about two hundred meters, which is quite long.

There is a large fountain in front of the castle that does not spray water. It is frozen and cannot operate normally.

There were about seven or eight people who came out of the castle, wearing the uniforms of the servants in the manor.

There are servants, gardeners, cooks, and even Yan Qiao's own bodyguards.

Si Chen was also speechless!

Very good! This is very silly!

Si Chen spoke bluntly and exposed: "These people are all 'protectionists' who know your position and openly oppose you, right?"

Protectors, people in the Soviet Union who resolutely defend the existing system and country.

Because of their belief in "red", these subordinates in the manor planned and implemented the assassination of Yan Qiao, one of the leaders of the radical faction.

No wonder Yan Qiao didn't let his daughter and children come to Mosca to spend the winter vacation. It was really dangerous to co-write it!

Look, he himself almost died.

The radicals, the faction supported by Yan Qiao, want to dismantle the country and re-establish a new order.

"Yeah." Yan Qiao snorted from his nose, and then cursed:

"A bunch of pedantic things! How can the country of Su, which is riddled with holes, regain its glory?"

Si Chen didn't want to get involved in their internal fighting, and the important thing was that Jiang Shan was with him!

So he said: "The weapons and ammunition we brought are not enough to support a fight with them, so retreat first!"

Yan Qiao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "There are only seven remnants there. There are so many of you, but you dare not go up? Are you so cowardly?"

The great-uncle, who was holding down the AK-47 and firing seriously, was unhappy when he heard this:

"Yan Qiao! Who do you look down upon?"

Yan Qiao suddenly heard this voice and felt that it was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

He suddenly turned around and saw the uncle in his memory crawling under a stone wall less than one meter high.

I haven’t seen him for more than 20 years. My mother’s step-brother is much older than I remembered, with a head full of silver hair.

It's just that his trademark stubborn short hair is still standing straight up, just as stubborn as his temper!

"Uncle?" Yan Qiao couldn't believe his eyes: "Why are you here?"

"There's me too!" The second uncle and grandpa laughed and popped his head out from behind.

"Second uncle!" Yan Qiao really felt a real surprise this time!

When he escaped from Dragon City, it was these two sworn uncles who personally protected him.

Si Chen gave his second uncle and grandpa a look and deliberately said to Yan Qiao:

"The situation is a bit complicated and I can't explain it in just one sentence. Dad, for the sake of the safety of our two uncles, let's retreat for now!"

The eldest uncle wanted to say something else, but the second uncle secretly pinched the old man's waist.

"Ah? Oh! Yes, we are old, we are in our seventies, and we will be eighty in two years. Haha, we can't fight anymore, we can't fight anymore!"

As he said this, my uncle pretended to cough twice.

Just cough, the AK-47 in his hand fired two bullets.

A group of them crawled under the stone wall outside the manor.

This stone wall is less than one meter high and made of granite.

On top of the stone wall, there are rows of black iron fences with a height of two meters and pointed ends.

The blasted black iron also has gorgeous and complex patterns of peeled paint and golden patterns, a typical European-style manor fence.

This also resulted in the group of them having very limited cover, and they did not dare to pop out easily.

Jiang Shan controlled the situation between the two sides.

The seven people were hiding behind the fountain. As soon as there was any sign of rushing out, Jiang Shan ordered people to shoot, using sparse firepower to suppress and control the situation.

Otherwise, they really don't have enough ammunition.

The submachine guns they carried were only equipped with 4 rounds of ammunition each, and they had two pistols, and each of them only had one replacement magazine.

Now is not the time for fighting.

Jiang Shan made a decision immediately: "Si Chen, you take the people and leave first, I will take them to break up the rear."

At this time, there is nothing to be pretentious about.

"Sure! Be careful, they have a rather cunning style." When Si Chen said this, Jiang Shan immediately understood.

There are probably other people inside the manor, and it is also very likely that someone will come out carrying an RPG.

Si Chen took the tour group with his uncle, cousin, and father-in-law to retreat first.

Yan Qiao's general uniform is really eye-catching!

Si Chen took the down jacket that Yan Lixia brought to Yan Qiao from Mao Yuanchao:

"This is what Lixia has prepared for you, put it on!"

Yan Qiao's thoughts of rejection immediately calmed down, and there was a smile in his eyes:

"Oh haha, my daughter prepared new clothes for me!"

"That won't work. I'm still bleeding. I can't stain my new clothes!"

Si Chen:......-_-||

It’s true that success is a failure and failure is a failure!

"If Lixia knew that the clothes I prepared could help you escape from death, I would be happy for the rest of my life!"

What can Si Chen do? He can only use his sensational move.

"Really?" Yan Qiao was happy again and put it on immediately.

On the road where snowflakes were falling, Si Chen supported the staggering Yan Qiao and ran while helping his father-in-law put on a down jacket. He had to carefully observe his surroundings.

I'm afraid that "protectionists" will suddenly pop out from any corner.

The most fearful thing is the sniper hiding in the dark!

Yan Qiao's military cap was given to Mao Yuanchao by Si Chen.

The young man was smart and quickly threw his military cap into the handbag in his hand.

The biting cold wind penetrated into the mouth and nose, causing my uncle and grandpa to cough violently.

After only running a few steps, I couldn't run anymore. I held my knees and coughed like crazy:

"Run, I can't run anymore, you go first, I'll take my time."

"Take it, take it! It's okay. I'm an old man. They haven't seen my face, so they won't do anything to me."

"I am just a passerby. Foreign tourists will not attract their attention."

In a foreign country, Si Chen could never leave his uncle and grandfather alone on the street.

At this time, it is meaningless to say anything to complain or to settle old scores.

"Yuan Chao, support Uncle Yan."

Si Chen handed over his father-in-law to Mao Yuanchao, went to his uncle and grandfather, and knelt down:

"Come up, I'll carry you!"

Yan Qiao looked at the fierce-looking Mao Yuanchao next to him. He was about 178cm tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wheat-colored skin, and plateau red cheeks.

"You call me uncle, whose child are you?"
To be continued...