Wan Zai was talking when he suddenly felt something dripping on his face. He thought it was raining, but his hands were covered with blood when he touched them.
"Blood, there is blood." Wan Zai cried out in surprise.
When he shouted, the two men threw away the corpse in their hands and rushed in front of Wan Zai. Two scimitars still stained with blood were instantly placed on Wan Zai's neck.
The two men shouted almost in unison: "Don't move, or I will kill you."
All this happened too fast. Police, it took a while for the soldiers to react. After they came to their senses, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense again. Hundreds of soldiers and police officers were shouting and shouting in panic.
Swords surrounded Wan Zai and the other three.
Even Mo Feifan was caught off guard when this episode occurred. He pushed aside the crowd and saw two cold and unstable faces. Words can deceive people, but human eyes cannot. Mo Feifan recognized at a glance that these people must also be skeletons.
The killer who teaches.
Mo Feifan secretly thought that this was terrible. He had calculated everything, but he still didn't expect that there were two groups of killers. If the other party really threatened to let go of the boy in white with ten thousand kills, then all the efforts he had made before would be in vain.
.
"There is a remedy. There must be a remedy. I can definitely think of a remedy." Mo Feifan's hands were shaking a little, and he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Seeing Mo Feifan's brows knitted into knots, Hou Xiaobai and Li Dafeng beside them also became anxious. They quickly snatched the boy in white from the policeman's hands to prevent possible accidents. The three of them had been staying in the county government office for more than a week.
, and were also familiar with the policemen, so the latter made objections.
Feeling the cold air of the scimitar on his neck, Wan Zai panicked at that moment. He pretended to be calm and said: "Strong man...the strong man has something to say...what on earth do you...
Who is it?"
A man replied: "You don't need to know who we are. Let our young master go now, or I will send you back to the west."
If the future is gone, you can still look for it. If your life is gone, there is nothing. Wan Zai didn't even think about it and quickly shouted to Hou Xiaobai and Li Dafeng: "Quick, let them go."
Hou Xiaobai and Li Dafeng are not Wan Zai's subordinates, and they certainly will not listen to the latter's orders. Of course they are not happy to see the "duck" on their lips about to fly away.
Li Dafeng imitated the two killers, put the steel knife on the white-clothed boy's neck, and simply refused: "Impossible, Master Feng, I can't let this grandson go so easily."
Wan Zai's heart skipped a beat and he thought he heard wrongly. He raised his voice and asked, "What did you say?"
Hou Xiaobai took over the conversation and continued: "Mayor Wan, you have to think clearly. If you let him go today, he may bring people to kill your whole family tomorrow. We still have something to do with them. If we let him go,
, there is no chance left.”
Although what Hou Xiaobai said made sense, Wan Zai didn't think so. He was a member of the imperial court. If he killed himself, it would be an open declaration of war with the imperial court. He believed that no gang on the road dared to risk such a thing.
The boy in white also said at the right time: "Mayor Wan, if you let me go, I promise that I will never trouble you again in the future. We are not stupid enough to dare to go to war with the government."
"Shut up." Li Dafeng punched the boy in white and shouted.
The boy in white felt a sweetness in his throat, and a warm current overflowed from the corner of his mouth. When he touched the corner of his mouth, his hand was full of bright red blood. The boy in white's eyes suddenly became colder, and he looked at Li Dafeng like a wolf looking at a sheep.
Li Dafeng was not afraid of him and looked at him with wide eyes.
Wan Zai, who was anxious to survive, didn't care about so much. The most important thing was to save his life. He roared loudly: "Don't talk nonsense to me, I asked you to let him go."
Feeling that the atmosphere was abnormal, the police officers and soldiers immediately separated some people and surrounded Hou Xiaobai and others. As long as Wan Zai gave the order, they would snatch back the boy in white at all costs. Of course, this action is extremely dangerous, Bai Yi
The boy may have lost his life in the melee.
Seeing that a conflict was about to break out between the three sides, Mo Feifan, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up. He shouted: "Brother Hou, Brother Li, let them go."
"Brother Fan," Li Dafeng said anxiously and incoherently: "We can't just let go. Wan Zai treated us like that, so we don't have to be polite to him. We just need to capture him..."
Mo Feifan interrupted: "Let them go, I said let them go."
"This..." Li Dafeng was immediately discouraged when he saw Mo Feifan's sharp eyes as sharp as a knife. He reluctantly let go of the knife and pushed the boy in white into the hands of the policeman.
At this time, the boy in white let out a long breath. He was really worried that this lunatic would do something terrible to him. Now, he was able to conclude that "the so-called secret of the Skeleton Cult in Zhu Long's biography must be this Mo
Feifan deliberately made it up to seduce them."
When he thought of the dozens of dead brothers, the boy was filled with hatred, and he vowed to cut these three men into pieces.
The hostage exchange begins immediately.
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Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, a total of six boys in white mounted six horses and disappeared into the dark snowy night.
Listening to the distant clatter of horse hooves, everyone's hearts felt as cold as the whistling north wind. Mo Feifan's eyes were so cold that they could freeze an elephant to death. He was unwilling in every possible way and just looked at people like this.
leave.
"Brother Fan, should we catch up?" Hou Xiaobai asked.
Mo Feifan waved his hand and sighed: "No need, it's getting so late, and we can't catch up. What's more, the other party has experts, and we will easily suffer losses if we follow up rashly."
"Then what should we do?" Hou Xiaobai asked. Li Dafeng pricked up his ears and listened without interrupting.
At this time, the police officers were already cleaning the battlefield, moving corpses, and sending injured people to the hospital. The soldiers also began to assemble their troops and prepare to return to the camp.
Mo Feifan narrowed his eyes, and two sharp rays of light shot out from his eye sockets. He finally made up his mind and said to himself: "Now that things have come to a point, we can only take a risk. Brother Li, Brother Hou, you go
Take off the clothes from the killer."
As soon as he saw the confidence on Mo Feifan's face, Hou Xiaobai's heart, which was almost frozen, instantly melted. He nodded without asking why: "Okay, Brother Mo."
Li Dafeng scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Brother Fan, what are the uses of dead people's clothes?"
Because time was tight, Mo Feifan didn't have time to explain too much, but he winked at Hou Xiaobai meaningfully.
Hou Xiaobai was impressed, pulled up Li Dafeng's cuffs and left.
"Hey, white monkey, what are you doing... Brother Fan hasn't answered me yet... What does his *mother* look like... You don't know how?
You have taken a fancy to me..."
Hou Xiaobai was annoyed by Li Dafeng's big lips. He yelled: "Shut up! Get to work."
The sound was so loud that even the police officers around them thought something had happened and stopped what they were doing to look at the two of them out of curiosity. Li Dafeng felt as if his eardrums were about to burst.
He buttoned his earwax and grinned: "You, a person with no morals and qualities, will never find a woman in the future. Even if you find one, she will still be an ugly woman with a small butt and small breasts."
After chatting for a long time, Li Dafeng forgot about what he had just asked Mo Feifan, and then he followed Hou Xiaobai to work honestly.
Here, Mo Feifan has found Wan Zai. Wan Zai, who was walking in front of the Palace of Hell, was in shock and was pouring wine down his throat. His feet were so weak that he could not stand, and there was a bruise on his forehead.
Cold sweat rolled down his face again and again.
"What are you doing here?" Wan Zai spoke first angrily.