"Broken Dog, our Dayi Gang is fighting with you!"

He bleed all night, and at noon the next day, a similar shout made Zhang Xing shudder out of thin air and almost vomited.

This time, it was not in a brick kiln, but in an alley. The one blocked here was Zhang Dacheng, the leader of another gang in Jiajingfang. This gang called the Dayi Gang is not large at present. It mainly relies on the leader Zhang Dacheng's extraordinary martial arts and extraordinary loyalty. Therefore, although there are only a dozen people, they can quickly gain a foothold in the yard and quickly participate in the most competitive big car business.

Now, the tragedy between yesterday morning and afternoon was probably too clear, especially the battle in the afternoon was too bloody. Zhang Dacheng, who knew that he could not be good, became wild after being blocked in the alley. He saw that the man's hands were shining with white light, and the two big axes in his hands were dancing so hard that even the rain could not be dripped. He rushed directly towards the alley.

And shouted out the same words as his predecessor yesterday.

What is more similar to yesterday is that the leader is so brave and loyal, so the people below naturally become wild, so they scream, dance with swords and sticks, and follow the water in the alley.

There was one side guarding by Zhang Xing and Qin Bao... There was no way, and the other end was blocked by Hu Yan. The black belt was too obvious, and even a fool would not run there.

Considering that Bai Yousi might not be able to take action this time, Zhang Xing couldn't help but feel guilty, so he took out his knife first, turned around and hid behind a big shield, and then he whispered and ordered:

"Put the crossbow!"

That's right, although I thought about it before, I only had two matches, and those extra preparations would be useless.

Two classic raids - a top-down fixed-point order clearance, a large-scale field battle and street fighting chase, all prove that in the face of excellent ordnance, military organizational form, and Bai Yousi's almost cheating and flying immortal beheading tactics, these so-called daring to fight and kill the Nancheng gangsters have become jokes.

In fact, after the battle in the kiln yesterday afternoon, although there were three or four smaller gangs in Jiajingfang, there were only pursuits and arrests.

At this time, shields, steel crossbows, and long soldiers become darlings.

The shield blocks everything, and the soldiers stab everything. As for the steel crossbow, in the narrow alley, you don’t need to aim, or you don’t have to worry about the damage to the crossbow string. Just shoot if you spread out and shoot. No matter what hero you are, no matter what you dare to fight, and you have a few blood holes on your body, you won’t be able to use anything.

It was precisely for this reason that early this morning, Bai Yousi wrote a note, directly opening the reserve warehouse of the city defense force, and then there were serious soldiers in charge, whether they were Jingjiehu or the yamen runners, each with a steel crossbow.

It is these steel crossbows, coupled with teams of zipper-style searches, and increasingly cooperative folks, that made the remaining seven large and small gangs entrenched in Jiaqing and Jiajing two fangs even the escape became a luxury.

Turning back to the present, since Zhang Xing issued an order, the leader of the Dayi Gang, Zhang Dacheng, not only did not retreat, but his roar became louder and the white light in his hands exploded, almost covering the whole pair of axes, and even faintly made the sharp edge of the axe appear a golden color... It was Duanjiang's true energy, the same true energy as the master yesterday, but it was just impossible to force out substantial sword light and other objects.

Seeing this scene, Qin Bao and Zhang Xing were a little nervous. They didn't know what Qin Bao was thinking. Zhang Xing immediately made a furious heart, thinking about whether the shield could block this thing, and then waited until Hu Yan came from behind.

But the next moment, as the sound of the crossbow jumped out continuously, the leader of the Dayi Gang turned directly. He waved his golden axe with both hands, as if he was wielding two professional decoration hammers, and hit one side of the wall. The wall was smashed into a hole, and then rolled skillfully and disappeared into the alley.

At the same time, the twenty crossbow arrows shot out together were thorned on the tightest gang members behind him. Two of them were afraid they would not survive on the spot. The remaining few were also wailing on the ground, crying at their parents, and by the way, they cursed that the Jinyi Dog and their gang leader were both turtle grandchildren.

Zhang Xing was stunned, then furious. He waved his hand and asked Qin Bao to continue to press the front, while he carried two shields and four or five crossbow machines to continue to pursue the gap.

The leader of the Dayi Gang is really a talented person. The Duanjiang true energy, which was in the original story of the White Emperor's Xuanmen, had already been cultivated to an unfathomable level. Seeing the brocade dog in the back, he rose up Yu Yong and continued to swing two golden axes, directly chopping the wall on the other side of the house to the ground.

The few children hiding in the house were so scared that they cried out.

Zhang Xingzhu was panting, but his anger became more and more intense, and he still pursued him reluctantly.

Finally, the gang leader actually chopped over five courtyard walls in one breath, and finally didn't get up in one breath. He took off his strength in front of the sixth courtyard wall and threw away his axe. Then his legs kept trembling and turned around to look at the pursuit soldiers.

"But Brother Zhang San, a hero in Jing'antai?

The leader threw away the axe, then fell to his knees on the ground, raised his hands and threw them into the water, and responded earnestly. "When I was blocking me before, I heard people call you like this. If it is true, then we are still our own family..."

"It's true."

Zhang Xing nodded and squatted down through the yard and asked earnestly. "I... how far have you practiced Duanjiang's true qi? It's so amazing."

"The twelve regular meridians have been opened," the leader of the gang quickly answered. "Let's discuss it, you see, I still have some strength... to spare my life, how about it? I will sell myself to you and make a cow and horse for you in the second half of my life, and I will never be able to do it."

Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment, expressionless, and then shook his head: "I have only been able to understand five regular meridians, how dare I use a tough guy who has passed eleven?"

Gangmaster Zhang had no choice but to stand up, as if he was looking for his own axe.

At this time, Zhang Xing could only look up at the crossbow holders beside him. The crossbowmen were already impatient to chase him. At this time, when he saw the manager's approval, four or five crossbow arrows shot out together.

But Gangmaster Zhang was not a vegetarian. Seeing that he had no way to live, he grabbed the axe on the ground and threw it over.

After a moment, the dust settled. I can only say that the leader of the Dayi Gang was really a figure. He hit three steel arrows, one hit the knee, one shot into the abdomen, and the other pierced into the ribs, and still dragged his body to try to escape. The steel arrows were pulled apart by the ground, and blood was scattered in the rain, and the entire yard was instantly red.

The axe he threw out was rubbed against Zhang Xing's shoulder and threw it on one wall.

Zhang Xing was completely angry, and he had some thoughts at this time, but he gritted his teeth and stood up, then held the knife forward, stabbed the master who had already reached eleven regular meridians twice, but when the third knife was halfway through, he stopped in a hurry as if it was fire.

Then, the dog in the brocade paused out of thin air, as if he had choked on his meal, and then quickly put his knife in his back. After a long time of rest, he was weak and shouted at the house: "People in the house come out to wash the floor, do not strip their clothes, exchange them for food, dry firewood, and salt... The credit of this leader of the Dayi Gang is for you, not from the family, do you know? After killing for two days, you should know the rules, right?"

After saying this twice, there was no sound in the house. Zhang Xing was too lazy to pay attention to it. He just carefully carried the knife and took the people away... After a long time, a resident poked his head out, but he did not dare to touch the body, but instead looked back at the house.

Inside the room, a young man with a tattoo on his arm was holding his arms and staring at the outside of the room tremblingly. He was stunned for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, covered his face and started crying, but was rushed out by a woman and covered his mouth tightly.

Of course, Zhang Xing didn't know that a clearing campaign that had made him feel numb had saved a young soul. He didn't care if he knew about it. If he wanted to be a good person in this world, it might be the beginning of another tragedy.

In fact, as soon as he returned to the alley, he was urged by his boss to work overtime.

"Zhang Sanlang!"

Maybe it was because Zhang Xing had an idea. Hu Yan, who had been under pressure from political trial, had a lot of intimacy this time, but intimacy did not delay him urging him to work. "What's wrong with you? You are still a vanguard. As a result, after only two days of killing, he was so tired. Look at Qin Bao, you have the same cultivation level, he is still so energetic..."

Zhang Xing, leaning on the wall, was weak and wanted to defend himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he finally vomited out a sound. Fortunately, the ground was covered with blood, so he couldn't see what he had eaten in the morning.

Seeing this, Hu Yan was immediately embarrassed: "If you are sick from the rain, you might as well say... This is better, don't come to kill people in front of you. The team asked Qin Bao to lead you. Go to the street to count the bodies and make a text to explain to the superiors."

Zhang Xing barely heard the last time, but he just nodded quickly.

That's right, Zhang Xing was not sick, and he wouldn't have been scared by Bai Yousi to vomit overnight. He was holding on, and he had been holding on since yesterday... For the first time, he discovered that he had absorbed too much true energy in a short period of time, and he could actually hold on.

In fact, since Shancun Fire discovered this effect similar to the experience value obtained by killing monsters, Zhang Xing has never dared to use it randomly.

First of all, I naturally think that human life is precious, but secondly, I have some precautionary mentality, even more serious than guarding against that compass.

Because the compass is an introduction to the development of things, it comes from outside; and true qi can directly affect his own body, not to mention any conspiracy theory, what if he sucks too much, he is paralyzed, or he explodes after sucking too much?

He didn't want to have a second chance when he just came over that day.

But when it comes to this operation, isn’t this a rare crackdown on gangsters and evil? Isn’t it a large-scale concentrated special operations? So Zhang Xing started a massacre with almost no psychological burden... He did not deliberately avoid it, nor did he deliberately rob those practitioners of cultivation, but yesterday he was still confused about the removal of a fixed-point, a large-scale melee, and the subsequent fights and pursuits.

He tasted these most common true qi, not many times, but many times.

At the beginning, the heat current came to his face, and he could still feel some obvious positive bonuses, either the warmth and comfortable body, the sudden rejuvenation of his spirit, or the whole person's vision and hearing suddenly became agile.

However, until night, the hands and feet were not sore and numb, but the so-called Dantian Qihai area was obviously swaying.

That is a very difficult to describe, it really looks like a motion sickness after eating too much.

When people stop there, there is no problem at all, but as long as they move, even if they shake their arms, they feel like they are meditating and rushing their meridians. The true energy suddenly makes them feel uncontrollable.

As for the one who caused him to vomit, Zhang Xing killed with a complex emotion... Maybe he was also greedy to absorb true energy. After all, he was a rare master, but he could not help but be angry that he was almost cut by the axe. One more important reason was that he was seeking a verification, a speculation caused by yesterday's large-scale battle.

This master who almost consumed all his true qi was a natural comparison and observation sample. Through this sample, Zhang Xing came to a very critical conclusion, that is, there seems to be a guaranteed storage of true qi in the body of the practitioner. This storage is positively related to the level of the practitioner's practice, and it is generally difficult to use it, but after being killed by him, it can still be easily taken.

Even the true energy he seized after killing someone was probably just this kind of storage, rather than the true energy that was stored in the Dantian by his usual practice, and then used the iced sour plum soup...

In other words, Zhang Xing keenly realized that what he seized was probably a kind of true qi-related object similar to "position" and "article", rather than a direct true qi.

Of course, these are just thoughts hidden in the heart. They only said that after killing the family, Zhang Xingwei could not kill people casually for the sake of his own life.

He needs to digest food.

"Are you Zhang Xing?"

I changed my career and became a corpse recorder for about an afternoon. The true energy in my body stabilized for a while, and the inspection team sent by Jing'antai arrived. What was a little surprised was that Zhu Shou, who came, actually knew him - it was Xue Liang who called Cao Lin's adoptive father that day.

"Hey, it's my subordinate." Zhang Xing, who was sitting in the corridor on the side of Tianjie, quickly put down his paper and pen and stood up and bowed, his attitude was very enthusiastic. "What instructions does Xue Zhushou have? Should he sit down and drink tea with the rain?"

"That...whether are you inspector Bai? Or deputy inspector Hu?"

Xue Liang's eyes swept across the other direction of the Tianjie beside Zhang Xing, and his tone was obviously confused and uneasy, because just there were at least hundreds of corpses arranged neatly, with the ends connected, and the end was terrifying. "By the way, have you ever caught... a fugitive?"

Zhang Xing, who had been by the zebra crossing where the body was placed for an hour, maintained a full understanding of Xue Liang's hesitation, and he immediately answered sincerely:

"Reporting to Xue Zhushou, inspector Bai was on the tower on the north wall and was ready to fly down to help us kill people in two yards at any time. Deputy inspector Hu was leading people to kill people in the yard. He pointed out that I was here to make a document in case Taichung sent someone to ask... As for the fugitive, we have not caught the fugitive who escaped this time, but only caught a "Zongyun Sword" Ma Kui on the wanted list in Taichung, but it was also broken. There is also a leader of the gang who had privately kept his armor and was also beheaded."

"Not to say anything about Ma Kui... Just tell me what's going on?" Xue Liang seemed too lazy to ask why he said 'break', but he couldn't wait to point at the 'corpse zebra crossing' to ask. His tone was almost trembling, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, and the red horse under his crotch looked a little uneasy.

"Reporting to Xue Zhushou, this is the case. The imperial edict, the southern yamen order, and the military orders of our Zhongcheng must be thoroughly investigated and ensure that the fugitives are found." Zhang Xing crossed his hands and answered, still explaining in detail, and his attitude was sincere. "That's what we did, but the local gangs do not allow us to go thoroughly investigate, and then offer rewards. The people in the fangzi said that if anyone hides the fugitives, it must be those gangs who will hide... Xue Zhushou also knew that our inspector Bai was a bad temper and loyal to the king's affairs. But her cousin was still responsible for this incident, and she felt a sense of shame for the misfortune of the family. So he said what if these gangs hid the fugitives? What can we do? So I took us to kill them and what should I do after they were killed? It's not easy to put them in the fangzi, so I put them outside..."

After listening in a daze, Xue Liang finally let out a long breath, then immediately lowered his voice and leaned over to answer: "Is there a number?"

"What number?"

Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment, but as the other party frowned, he immediately understood. Then he turned around and took out seven or eight forms he had just filled out from the table and handed them over. "Some, some... two yards, a small population of 40,000, so far, a total of 127 people were killed. These are all extremely vicious and dared to openly resist the law. They were all placed on the Tian Street, and the broken ones were tried to get together as much as possible. Each person's name, guilt, gang, how to resist the law violently, and how to kill for whom he was seldom killed, how to kill, all said it was written here... There were more than 300 injured, all locked on the cross street in the yard. Some people were seriously injured and couldn't hold on from time to time. And they probably had to be killed for about a day before they were clean, so the orders might change, and they had to be added."

Xue Liang was silent for a while, glanced at the neatly arranged corpse zebra crossing again, and gasped for a while before reaching out to take the stack of papers. Then, he did not go to see Bai Yousi or look for Hu Yan, but instead rode his horse north in the rain and flew back to Jing'antai.

PS: Happy New Year’s Day everyone.

Sacrifice a book by the way:
Chapter completed!