Chapter 39 ** Night (4)

Zheng Zhihu opened his mouth and wanted to shout. The man waved the giant sword in his hand, made a gesture of silence, and said softly: "You must think this is a dream. I tell you, this is not a dream. Han Mu wants me to say hello to you."

After saying that, regardless of the horror that appeared on Zheng Zhihu's face, the giant sword swung, and a stream of black blood spurted out, and Zheng Zhihu's head rolled down from the bed with a bunch of blood mist.

Nine black shadows spread around the Zheng family's mansion. In a cup of tea, all the bodyguards guard the ward and the servants who dared to resist were slaughtered.

Yuan Gang whistled, and everyone walked up to the high wall, and disappeared for a moment.

The remaining elderly, weak, women and children of the Zheng family, and the maids and maids were still curled up in the corner, trembling as if they had a nightmare.

The forest garden at the junction of North Street and East Street seems to be stern. A large garden that was originally elegant and elegant could not withstand the cleaning of the season. The bare branches pointed directly into the sky, and under the night, they looked like the minions of evil spirits. The rockery covered with green vines in spring was also cold and bare, with some withered vines hanging, which looked funny.

More than a dozen black shadows in the corridor were quickly approaching the three-story building near the north. The building was pitch black. If it weren't for the slight shining reflections and subtle breathing in the shadows, I wouldn't feel any breath of life.

Han Mu led fourteen Flying Tigers to sneak into the porch on the south side of the building, leaning on both sides with breath and listening. A Flying Tigers team member gestured to Han Mu to flip over the wall, and Han Mu nodded to signal.

The team member jumped lightly and climbed up to the wall, with a very agile figure. He was about to climb down the wall and enter the yard, but suddenly a snorted and fell down. Everyone hurriedly helped him up to check it out, and saw a feather arrow inserted into his arms and shot it into the opposite direction.

There was a shout in the small building, and torches rose everywhere, illuminating the inside and outside of the small building like day. In the bushes behind the rockery outside, dozens of torches were also lit up on the top of the corridor, surrounding Han Mu and others.

Han Mu was shocked and hurriedly led everyone into a small pavilion built on a towering rockery. The Song family members holding the torches quickly gathered together and surrounded the pavilion where Han Mu and others were. Roughly estimated, there were about one hundred people.

Han Mu's pupils shrank, but he didn't expect that he would be ambushed in the ambush. His mind was running rapidly, looking for a way to escape.

The torch of the Song family guarding the courtyard dodged a passage, and a man walked over with a sword in his hand, laughing loudly. This person was Song Yun.

Song Yun laughed and said, "Han Mu, don't cover his face anymore. I know it's you, so you will only bribe the inner supporter? I can do it, see who this is?"

The servants from both sides pushed a man forward, and the man tied up his head down. Song Yun used the hilt of the sword in his hand to lift the man's chin. Han Mu looked at him clearly under the fire. The man was Xiao Feng, a servant who was Han Mu's close-knit servant.

Han Mu never expected it to be him. This little Feng is honest and diligent in daily life. Han Mu rarely scolds him. Instead, he rewards a lot of money. Such a person would be bribed by Song Yun.

Song Yun said loudly: "Han Mu, did you not expect it? No one can resist the temptation of a hundred stakes of money, let alone I even tied up his mother."

Han Mu said angrily: "The despicable and shameless thing threatens the elderly, weak, women and children. What kind of heroes are you? Let's resolve our grudges if you let them go."

Song Yun smiled and said, "Okay! Then let him go." He turned around and pulled out the sword, and let Xiao Feng feel cold with one sword. Xiao Feng fell to the ground and died without even snorting.

Han Mu was extremely angry. Song Yun was so calm that he wiped the blood on the sword on Xiao Feng's body and said, "Han Mu, I killed the traitor for you. Why do you thank me? Besides, I sent him down to serve my old mother, and what I did is a good thing."

"Don't you go," Han Mu swears.

"Hey, a scoundrel is a scoundrel. Do you really think you are the boss of Wuxingcheng? Today I asked you to know that the boss of Wuxingcheng is me." Song Yun Tieqing shouted with a face: "I have been waiting for this opportunity for more than half a year. I know you are coming to take revenge, and even to keep the secret, I didn't tell Huang Zilang and Zheng Zhihu, but I was a little sorry for them."

"Why do you want to kill me? What kind of grudges do I have with you?" Han Mu quickly thought of a solution, delaying time.

"Why? Haha. Do you have to ask why to kill someone? You know in your heart why I wanted to kill you. Is it because of the pretending noble Wang Yurun? A joke! My Song Yun's woman is ten times more beautiful than her." Song Yun roared.

Han Mu laughed: "Really? I'm afraid I can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour. Don't think about it in your life." Then he whispered: "Listen to my order, break the siege in the west and shoot with crossbow arrows."

Song Yun was irritated by him and said angrily: "I'll send you home today. I'll go and see how Miss Wang wears mourning for you. I heard that the women wearing mourning are particularly tempting, so I want to give it a try."

"It depends on your ability." Han Mu shouted softly: "Action". Fifteen people raised their crossbows together and shot at the place where there were few people in the west. More than 20 people were caught off guard and killed more than ten people in an instant.

Han Mu jumped high like a cheetah, rushed over with fourteen people, pulled out the "blood drink" in the air, and cut a guard and a gun into two as soon as he landed. Flying Tigers team members landed one after another, and killed more than ten guards in several rounds, and the gap to the west was opened.

Song Yun shouted: "Shoot the arrows, hurry up." The arrow rain flew past and shot the remaining seven or eight guards in the daze into hedgehogs. Han Mu and others had already disappeared from the rockery bushes and hid cleanly.

Han Mu and others broke into pieces, using rockery, bushes, and pavilions as cover, and constantly used crossbow arrows and flying knives to shoot the enemy. When the flying knives on their belts and the twelve consecutive crossbow arrow caskets were all shot out, more than 50 Song family guards had been killed, and three people on Han Mu were injured.

At this time, Song Yun was already crazy. Due to the decrease in the number of people, he had to gather the remaining people together and see that most of the more than 30 martial arts masters he hired with a lot of money were still there, so he felt a little relieved.

Han Mu also gathered the Flying Tigers. At this time, the arrow box was empty and the guerrilla warfare could not be carried out. The rest was only hand-to-hand combat. After a little treatment of the injuries of the three injured, Han Mu led the Flying Tigers to confront Song Yun in a distance through a clearing.

Han Mu pointed to Song Yun with blood and said, "Little thief, you ruined my Han Mu family. Today I asked your dog to pay homage to the dead of my father."

Song Yun was upset. The information did not say that the Han family had such a powerful guardian. He knew that this matter could not be done well, so he tried to calm down and said, "Come on." He turned around and ordered a guardian to "go to the mansion quickly and then bring back the reinforcements, and ask his father to bring all the guardians guardians in the mansion. Most of Han Mu's men are here, and there is no need for too many people at home."
Chapter completed!