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Chapter 697 The Corpse in the Coffin

"What did you say! Qin Yu let people from Rakshasa City in?"

Liu Hong's eyes burst out with endless killing intent, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the soldier's hand.

"Uh... loose..."

The soldier who reported the news was caught speechless. It was not until the soldier stuck out his tongue that Liu Hong realized that his hand was too heavy. He quickly let go of the soldier and asked him to explain in detail what was going on.

The soldier who was released held his neck and gasped for a few times, and then told what he saw in a hoarse voice.

The soldier who reported the news was named Fugui, and he was from the Second Battalion. Normally, it would be his turn to guard the city gate tonight, but for some reason, the gate adjutant asked someone else to take his place.

Several other people were also replaced, but because it was an arrangement from above, they did not dare to have any objections.

At night, Fugui was bored and walked around the city gate. As a result, he heard noisy footsteps coming from outside the city gate.

He felt strange, so he hid in the dark and observed.

After a while, he saw the city gate open, and a group of soldiers wearing Rakshasa City armor walked in from the outside.

Moreover, he also saw Qin Yu standing in front of the city gate to greet him and greeting the people leading the team from Rakshasa City. It seemed that Qin Yu had colluded with Rakshasa City for a long time.

Although Fugui was from the Second Battalion, he did not want to betray his country, so he came to Liu Hong to report the news.

"Qin Yu, you traitor!"

After hearing this, Liu Hong clenched his fists. He turned to the soldiers in the yard and shouted: "Brothers, take the guy and join me to chop up Qin Yu, the traitor!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from outside the door.

"No need to bother, I'm coming!"

"boom!"

The door of the first battalion was kicked open, and first a group of heavily armed soldiers rushed in from the outside. They took out their weapons and surrounded the first battalion.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers near the door separated on both sides, and Qin Yu walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back in a domineering manner.

He walked to a position ten steps away from Liu Hong and stopped, then cupped his hands and said, "Captain Liu Qian, you are well and well!"

Liu Hong gritted his teeth and asked: "The prefect treats you well, why do you want to collude with the people of Rakshasa City?"

"Does he treat me well?" Qin Yu snorted coldly, "If he treats me well, he won't let you, a guilty person, sit in the same position as me. I think you two are working together, but it doesn't matter.

You will be reunited on Huangquan Road soon!"

"I kill you!"

Liu Hong touched his waist, but realized that he didn't have a sword at all.

He looked at the soldiers holding swords beside Qin Yu, and finally gave up the idea of ​​rushing forward with bare hands.

Moreover, he said before that he was afraid that the weapons would hit Mo Shouchen's soul, so the other soldiers in the first battalion did not carry weapons with them.

Qin Yu looked around, and then said sarcastically: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you didn't even bring any weapons. Your battalion's safety awareness is so poor that I'm embarrassed to do anything."

Liu Hong pointed at Qin Yu and said: "Then ask your people to put down their weapons and let's have a fair duel!"

"You really think I'm stupid. To tell you the truth, none of you can walk out of this courtyard alive today. Anyone who disobeys me will die. Come on!"

As he spoke, Qin Yu waved his hand to signal his people to take action, but at this moment, someone outside the door suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of people wearing Rakshasa City armor walked in, and the leader of these people, Wang Guoqiang and the others, was very familiar. This person was Jiang Haishan.

Qin Yu said politely to Jiang Haishan who came to him: "Sir Jiang, there is no use keeping these people, it is better to get rid of them all."

Jiang Haishan glanced at Qin Yu and said coldly: "I just took people to the prefect's mansion, but I didn't find the prefect inside. I suspect that Mo Shouchen is not dead. There may be a fraud here!"

Qin Yu vowed: "It's impossible. I saw Mo Shouchen stabbed twice with my own eyes, and I even felt his pulse. He's definitely dead."

Jiang Haishan squinted his eyes and said: "He is a man of many tricks. I will not believe that he is really dead until I see his body with my own eyes."

"It's easy to handle. His body is in that coffin. Just open it and take a look and you will know whether it is real or fake."

After saying that, Qin Yu asked his cronies to open Mo Shouchen's coffin.

After receiving the order, several soldiers carefully approached the coffin with knives raised. Liu Hong, who was standing in front of the coffin, did not stop him, but slowly stepped back and got out of the way.

The soldiers came to the coffin, and one soldier was about to step forward to open the coffin. The other soldiers surrounded the coffin to prevent a sneak attack by the first battalion.

The soldier who opened the coffin first pried open the coffin lid with the tip of a knife, then pushed the coffin away with force. Finally, he raised his knife and cautiously looked into the coffin.

He saw that there was indeed a person lying inside the coffin, but the person's face was covered with a cloth, so his appearance could not be seen.

"How is it? Are the people inside dead?" Qin Yu asked impatiently.

Because the person in the coffin was motionless and the skin on his hands was the bluish-white color of a dead person, the soldier nodded and said, "He must be dead!"

"Is it Mo Shouchen?" Jiang Haishan asked.

The soldier did not see the face of the corpse, so he carefully opened the cloth covering the face of the corpse with a knife.

But when he lifted the cloth, he fell down from the coffin with a cry of surprise, and even accidentally dropped the knife in his hand into the coffin.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yu asked nervously.

"Men...Adjutant Men, the one lying in the coffin is Adjutant Men!"

"What?"

Qin Yu rushed to the coffin, and when he saw that the adjutant lying in the coffin was actually the adjutant who was still waiting to die, he was instantly stunned.

"Impossible, this is impossible, where is Mo Shouchen? Where is he!"

Qin Yu yelled hysterically at the coffin. In contrast, Jiang Haishan looked very calm, as if he had expected this to happen.

He pointed at Wang Guoqiang and Jiao Ningmeng and said to Qin Yu: "Don't panic, arrest these two people first. Mo Shouchen will not leave them alone."

"What about the remaining people?" Qin Yu asked.

Jiang Haishan's eyes turned cold, and then he slowly uttered one word: "Kill!"

"Kill me and leave no one behind!"

Qin Yu, whose eyes were red, showed a ferocious smile. He gave an order, and then took the lead in drawing out his short sword and rushing towards Liu Hong, hoping to kill this annoying guy.

But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly knelt down in front of Liu Hong. Not only him, but all the soldiers from the Second Battalion who were about to take action also knelt down...


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