Fifty black-clothed policemen, each with a fast horse, were galloping on the official road. The leading policeman pointed to the woods ahead and said: "There is a path hidden in the forest. Most people will miss it. That's right.
Because of this, the village is relatively hidden."
Why didn't Qin Fei recognize this road? When he was seven years old, he was taken to Bianliang by Qin Li from this path and became Qian Gui's adopted son!
"Dismount! Be silent from now on!" Qin Fei waved his hand and said, "Also, don't call me Lord Qin, just call me Lord!"
"I humbly obey my orders!"
The leading police officer in black bowed his hands on the horse. As soon as the news was spread, it was well implemented. The entire team immediately became silent, and even the horses had their bells removed.
Led by Qin Fei, the group slowly approached the village in the forest that was both strange and familiar to Qin Fei.
The word "Qin" carved on the stone in front was so eye-catching that it made Qin Fei's heart hurt.
Qin Fei couldn't help but cover his chest, gasped twice, and ordered: "Spread out and rest, take some dry food with you, light the torch at midnight, and start!"
Qin Fei's order was very concise, and the black-clothed policemen of Group B also executed it neatly. The horses were led far away, and the black-clothed policemen also found some hidden corners to sit down in twos and threes.
For a time, apart from the sound of thin breathing, even the sounds of chewing and swallowing dry food were muffled.
Qin Fei nodded with satisfaction. The skills of the people in Group B may not be as good as those in Group A, but they are still good at hiding.
Sighing secretly, Qin Fei also found a tree and sat down.
He was driving so fast along the way, but he didn't know whether it was because of the wind or some other reason, but Qin Fei felt that his mind was numb and he could hardly function properly.
"Sir, what should I do if some villagers come out at this time?" Cha Zi, the leader, moved to Qin Fei's side and asked.
Qin Fei replied without any hesitation: "There is no need to ask or kill!"
"Yes!" The policeman arranged it, and immediately there were several policemen in front who were responsible for checking the movement and sending out alerts if anything happened. Several more policemen in black went to the outer edge of the village to explore the terrain.
Only then did the leading Chazi get the chance, and he took out a small bamboo tube from his arms. There was paper rolled inside and a thin brush, which was half the size of the ordinary one.
The second half of the bamboo tube could be opened, and there was a piece of ink inside. Nachazi carefully poured two drops of water that he carried with him into it, dipped his brush in the ink, and wrote on the paper: "On the fourth day of June, we arrived at Qinjia Village.
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Qin Fei looked at him coldly and shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing! This operation is completely confidential. Didn't Tan Goudang tell you?"
Nachazi replied: "Your Majesty is right, but this record is for Tan Goudang to see. Without it, the villain will not be able to deliver business when he returns."
"What a good deal!" Qin Fei gritted his teeth and said, "No. 7 of Group B, I will remember you!"
No. 7 of Group B replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "It's my responsibility, sir, don't blame me."
Qin Fei was confused and waved his hand impatiently: "If you want to write, go over there and don't hang around in front of me!"
"The villain will go over there and write from a distance." A sneer appeared on No. 7 of Group B's mouth: "The adult is the commander-in-chief of this operation, and the villain will follow orders."
Qin Fei almost went crazy when he saw that sneer. The sneer seemed to say: "We know everything, we know everything."
Qin Fei looked around in a daze, and all he saw were faint sneers. When the inspectors from Group B saw Qin Fei looking over, they all turned their backs.
Even so, that sneer could penetrate his back and drive Qin Fei crazy.
"You guys from Group B, wait until I become the event officer, and I will kill you one by one!"
Qin Fei thought viciously, his eyes accidentally falling on the stone at the entrance of the village.
"Feng'er, this is the word Qin. You have to remember it firmly."
"Father, you only know the word Qin. My child already knows many words. No one in the village can compare with my child. What should I do?"
"Well, tomorrow we will set off to Bianliang, Tokyo. There are people there who can teach you."
The past days were so vivid in his mind that Qin Fei broke into a cold sweat behind his back. He wished he could rush over with a hammer and smash the stone to pieces!
Perhaps seeing the madness in Qin Fei's eyes, no one dared to approach him to talk or ask for instructions.
The inquiring Chazi has returned, and No. 7 of Group B has begun to deploy manpower, dividing the team of fifty people into four teams, preparing to seal all the exits of the village.
Qin Fei felt left out, and also understood that the No. 7 of Group B was sent by Tan Zhen to monitor his work. He sighed secretly and closed his eyes to rest.
In this state of not sleeping, a tall and old figure appeared in front of Qin Fei, with his back to Qin Fei and never turned around.
"Feng'er, are you back?"
This sentence made Qin Fei suddenly startled. Youxin opened his eyes in confusion and found that No. 7 of Group B was holding a fire fold in his hand and looking at him coldly.
All around, there was already thick darkness.
"Sir, it's almost midnight." Group B No. 7 said: "No one has been in or out of Qinjia Village during this period."
"Okay!" Qin Fei rubbed his face and stood up with his back against the tree. The Yanling knife in his hand was slowly tightened: "Action!"
Qinjia Village is not a city that never sleeps like Bianliang. Here, the sun goes out and the sun goes in, and there is almost no activity once night falls, let alone the middle of the night.
There was a deathly silence in the village.
"There are three entrances and exits here. Send a team of five people to each entrance to guard them to the death. Anyone who is not one of your own will be killed without mercy!" Qin Fei ignored the arrangement of No. 7 of Group B and whispered the order: "The others are divided into three groups.
There are twelve people in each group, and I personally lead one group and advance in turn with the house as the target!"
No. 7 of Group B had no choice but to take the order, and the inspectors quickly separated. Within a few breaths, the three groups entering the village were lined up in a row, waiting for Qin Fei's final order.
"Remember! Be fast! Be accurate! Be ruthless!" Qin Fei almost gritted his teeth and ordered: "Don't make any sound!"
"start!"
The three groups rushed into the first three houses respectively. Qin Fei, without thinking about anything, led one of the groups to rush in. He pointed the Yanling knife in his hand and stabbed the family on the kang.
Naturally, those police officers in black were not lenient and stabbed those who were still dreaming of Zhou Gong with their knives.
Knives and knives are all vitals! In order not to make a sound, the most common option is the throat!
The knife cut open the throat and trachea together, and apart from the faint sound of blood spattering, no other sound could be made.
Old people, young people, even filial piety, leave no one alive!
This is Tan Zhen’s order and Qin Fei’s fate!
One side is the Qinjia Village where I spent several years as a child, and the other side is the official position!
Qin Fei made his own decision. Qinjia Village blocked his way forward, so of course he had to eradicate it!
Eradicate them all!
Qin Fei was still a little hesitant when he started to attack. When he rushed to the second house, there were no more distracting thoughts in his mind, only one word echoed.
kill!
The three groups advanced alternately in a very regular manner, and also harvested human lives very efficiently.
While killing, Qin Fei glanced coldly at the center of the village, where the old man lived!
Without Qin Li's head, Qin Fei can't do business!
So Qin Fei put this key goal at the end.
The fourth day of June! Murder night!
It’s not that the moon is dark and the wind is high in the sky, but that the moon is bright and clear!
I just don’t know if the blood rising everywhere will make this bright moon turn red!
But there was only blood in Qin Fei's eyes! Even when he looked up at the bright moon, it was still bright red!
Three groups of black-clad policemen advanced gradually like killing machines. Qin Fei found that the speed exceeded his estimate.
This means that he will face the Qin Li who has supported him for several years in a shorter time!
At this moment, a ball of light appeared in the hut in the center of the village!
Qin Fei's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Cha Zi behind him also stopped.
"Sir, there is light there!" Youchazi reported back in a low voice.
"It's enough for me to have one person there." Qin Fei wiped the blood from Yan Ling's blade on his clothes, turned around and rushed towards the hut, and at the same time said sternly: "You continue!"
Ten people, fifteen people? Qin Fei couldn't remember how many people's blood the Yanling Saber was stained with tonight. Not only that, Qin Fei, like other police officers in black, had already soaked in the blood splattered on his body.
But tonight, this Yan Ling Sword will cut off another person's head.
Qin Li's head.
Due to his age, Qin Li has not had a full night's sleep for several years, and he always wakes up once or twice at night. Recalling that when he was wandering around in the world in the past, Qin Li almost slept until dawn with just a touch of pillow.
I yearn for it very much.
But tonight is destined to be an unusual night.
Qin Li opened his eyes on the bed and saw the light from many torches outside, which was so eye-catching in the darkness!
Not good! Something happened!
Mr. Qin struggled to get out of bed. The first step was to fumble for the crutches he placed beside the bed.
But for some reason tonight, I couldn't find the crutch after searching around.
In desperation, Mr. Qin lit the oil lamp on the table next to him, groped for a long time with the help of the weak light, and finally found the crutch from the ground.
With a "squeak" sound, the door seemed to be pushed open by the wind, and the light from the oil lamp dimmed.
Why is there a familiar smell in the air?
Mr. Qin suddenly realized that this smell was the smell of blood!
Turning around with a cane, there was a young man at the door with a wild goose feather knife in his hand, looking at him coldly.
"Qin Li, it's time for you to die!"
The words spoken by the young man made Mr. Qin sweat from behind, his eyebrows stood up, and he shouted: "Who are you!"
Before taking action, there was a smell of blood! Not to mention the blood all over his body!
Mr. Qin looked at the torches outside the window at the same time, secretly calculating the number of people coming. Suddenly, a chill couldn't help but emerged, making Mr. Qin's limbs tremble!
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