They had disturbed Song Yaoyao's sleep, and she had to get up early for court tomorrow. After all this commotion, she definitely wouldn't be able to get up again.
Song Yaoyao was furious.
No one yet knew that Song Yaoyao's system had a protective mechanism, nor did they know about her gun.
They were still desperately protecting Song Yaoyao, keeping the assassins from getting close to her.
There were even more assassins this time than last time, probably over two hundred. They wouldn't stop until they killed her!
Quite a few people on Song Yaoyao's side had already been injured.
With a thought, a submachine gun appeared in Song Yaoyao's hands.
Song Yaoyao shouted:
"Everyone, get out of the way!"
The Shadow Guards sent by the emperor and Assistant Minister Song's men had already noticed something appear in Song Yaoyao's hands.
Although they had no idea what it was, they inexplicably trusted Little Lord Song.
They wondered whether Little Lord Song had concocted another poison. With their previous experience, they immediately ducked aside as soon as they heard Song Yaoyao's voice.
Once everyone on her side had moved out of the way, Song Yaoyao flashed a cruel smile:
"You little bastards, today I'll show you what your grand-aunt is made of!"
As she spoke, Song Yaoyao opened fire on the black-clad men charging toward her.
The submachine gun rattled out a rat-tat-tat, and every black-clad man who had charged up to her was hit and collapsed, never to rise again.
Everyone stared in shock at what was happening before their eyes.
They had all thought Song Yaoyao would use poison, but she hadn't.
Everyone stared unblinkingly at the thing in Song Yaoyao's hands.
What kind of hidden weapon was this? Why had they never seen it before?
After the assassins