In an inconspicuous farmhouse in Yongle County, eight men gathered around a table to eat meat and drink wine.
The door and small windows were blocked tightly with quilts, and no light could be seen from the outside.
"Boss, the wine is almost gone. Please ask someone to send you some more." A scar killer put down his wine bowl: "There doesn't seem to be much meat left."
"I'll arrange it," the leader nodded, and then added: "But Hezhong County is in chaos recently, so it's hard to say when it will be delivered."
"Boss, why don't we live in Yongle County, but in this hilly place?" A one-eared killer complained: "There is nothing here, and it takes more than half an hour to go to the county house, which is too inconvenient!
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"I live in Yongle County. If the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau suddenly comes and seals the city gate, shall we fly out?"
The leader glanced at Du Er: "Although this place is remote, it is surrounded by mountains. If we just go into the mountains, who can catch us?"
"What the boss said makes sense!" The one-eared killer nodded: "Then can I go for a walk in the town? I have been staying in this shabby house for more than a month. If I keep holding on, I will go crazy!"
"No!" The leader refused without hesitation: "The Zhongming Group under Jin Feng may have infiltrated into Hezhong County. If we can't go out, then we don't want to go out!"
"Boss, it's like this, why don't we run further away? If not, let's run to the east again?"
"No, Mr. An told us to wait in Yongle. He must have arranged it. Let's just wait here!"
"It won't work this way, that won't work either. Can we just sit here and wait for death?"
The one-eared killer was rejected one after another, and some of his superiors said angrily: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the King of Qin will definitely not be able to defeat Jin Feng. It will be a matter of time before the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau reaches the river. If we kill Jin Feng's people, he will definitely not be able to defeat him."
Let us go!
Boss, how about we run away? With the abilities of our brothers, we can make a big difference no matter where we go..."
Bang!
Before the one-eared killer could finish speaking, he was kicked away by the leader.
"If I hear you say something like this again, I will kill you!" the leader said viciously.
The other killers didn't seem to hear it. Those who should eat meat continued to eat meat, and those who should drink drank continued to drink.
The reason why dead soldiers are called dead soldiers is because they have been trained by powerful people since childhood and have been brainwashed.
When they grow up, most powerful people will give their maids to each other, and some who have many daughters will directly marry them off.
In addition to winning people's hearts, this can also control the families of the deceased soldiers.
Therefore, regardless of whether they are active or passive, the vast majority of dead soldiers are very loyal.
People like Du Er are the outliers among the dead soldiers.
The leader glared at One Ear again and sat down again.
One-Ear gritted his teeth, but didn't say anything else.
He knew that he was no match for the boss, and if there was a real fight, other killers would definitely not help him.
Dust off your clothes and sit down to eat meat again.
Scar Killer was about to speak when he suddenly saw the leader raising his palm.
All the killers put down their food and wine and immediately picked up their weapons.
The two killers immediately rushed to both sides of the door, ready to take action.
The other two rushed to the bottom of the window to prevent anyone from rushing in through the window.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Scar Killer asked in a low voice.
"I seem to hear something moving outside!" The leader waved his hand, fanned out the oil lamp in the room, and then gently opened the quilt blocking the door.
As a result, as soon as a corner of the quilt was lifted, I heard a grunting sound coming from the ground.
Because the oil lamp had just been blown out, the killers had not yet adapted to the dark environment, but the leader reacted immediately.
"Be careful of the palm thunder!"
While shouting a reminder, he squatted down and at the same time picked up the dining table and held it in front of him.
Before taking action, the killers also learned about the escort's equipment in detail. They all knew how powerful grenades were, and some even received special training.
After being reminded by the leader, the killers fell to the ground one after another.
The next second, the grenade exploded!
The nearest killer was killed on the spot, and the other one who didn't have time to lie down was directly pushed against the wall by the shock wave of the explosion!
The leader and the few others who reacted quickly managed to escape, but they were also shaken to pieces by the explosion.
There was another unlucky guy. Although he was not killed directly, he was hit by the iron sand in the grenade. His left arm and thigh were bleeding profusely!
It is a very scary thing to feel a grenade explosion at close range, not to mention that the room is a confined space.
There was a killer who was guarding under the window. He might have been blinded by the explosion. He opened the quilt on the window, turned over and jumped out.
As a result, before he even hit the ground, he was nailed to the wall with two black knives!
Before the killer could see who was responsible, another black knife came at him.
The killer felt a chill on his neck, and then his consciousness fell into endless darkness.
"idiot!"
The leader cursed lowly, picked up a bench and smashed open the wall behind him.
Boom!
A big hole was made in the wall, and the leader dodged and rushed out.
Before he could stand upright, there was a sound of breaking through the air next to him.
The leader was already on guard, raised his sword and swung it to the left.
clang!
An arrow was shot away and nailed to the wall behind him.
The leader also took a step back and stood firm.
Until then, he finally managed to see his surroundings clearly.
At this time, the small courtyard was full of escorts wearing black costumes.
Especially at the door and under the windows, there were at least a dozen people standing.
There was no one where he broke out, but there were three bodyguards not far from him.
Seeing him, the escorts immediately surrounded him.
The assassination squad are all death warriors trained by the powerful, and all of them are masters.
As the leader of the team, the boss's skills are not much worse than those of Kita Chihiro.
The escorts are ordinary people, most of whom are retired veterans.
In terms of skill alone, he is far worse than a dead soldier.
Under normal circumstances, the leader can easily deal with three escorts by himself.
However, when he saw many bodyguards in the distance holding crossbows, the leader did not kill them. Instead, he rushed over and fought with the three bodyguards.
Other escorts were afraid of hurting their companions and did not dare to shoot arrows.
"What are you three doing? Get back here!"
The monkey scolded coldly.
When the three bodyguards who were fighting heard this, their hearts were full of bitterness.
In fact, before coming here, Monkey explained that the opponents are all masters, and it is best to use grenades and arrow arrays to deal with them, and never fight alone.
But when they saw the leader coming out just now, they subconsciously surrounded him.
By the time I realized something was wrong, I was already tightly entangled by the leader and couldn't move away even if I wanted to.
"Damn it!"
The monkey cursed secretly and took off the flash bomb from his waist.
