A minute passed, and a few sneezes and coughs could occasionally be heard in the room. Cui Hantang said disdainfully: "You can still hold on, let's see how long you can hold on!" However, five minutes passed, and the smoke had become thinner.
, there was still no other movement in the house.
"This, this is unscientific!" Cui Hantang scratched his head, "You're not going to die like this, are you?"
Since no one can come out, he has to go in by himself. With the experience of encountering venomous snakes and wasps just now, Cui Hantang finally no longer intends to take the lead. Professional matters should be left to the professional team.
Two members of the National Army riot squad wearing steel helmets and protective armor put up steel shields and slowly moved toward the door. Behind them, riot squad members armed with shotguns and mountain infantry armed with crossbows alternately provided cover.
Cui Hantang watched closely as the commandos kicked open the door and rushed in. There was no shouting or gunfire from inside, but within three to five minutes, a riot team member came out of the door to signal "safety."
"It's not like he's really dead!" Cui Hantang was worried now. This demon was a key figure in the case. If he was really dead, not only would the clues be cut off, but the publicity results of "Ming Zhengdian Punishment" would also be much inferior. Jump by yourself
If you want to be a pioneer, the responsibility rests entirely on your own head.
He took three steps at a time and hurriedly entered the house.
The house was dark, damp, and dilapidated. It was said to be three main rooms, but in fact the partition walls inside had long been damaged. Standing at the door of the main room, you could have a clear view of the entire room. All you could see was that the walls inside the room were moldy and the wall coverings were peeling off.
There were only a few broken bricks left on the floor, and there was no furniture in the room. There were only a few rotten straw mats thrown randomly at the foot of the wall, probably used by beggars when they spent the night.
If there is anything left, there is a shrine on the wall of the main room, and the three stoves and bottles have naturally disappeared long ago. There are no statues of gods or Buddhas or tablets of gods in the shrine, but there is a scroll of water and land paintings hanging.
The state of preservation should be that it was newly hung not long ago. Out of interest in religion, Cui Hantang took another look at the portrait, but the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt: Although this is now a Uyghur village, hanging water and land paintings to help all living beings is not too out of place.
However, water and land painting scrolls are usually only hung at Dharma gatherings. How could they be hung directly on a shrine for no reason?
Cui Hantang thought of this, reached out and picked off the painting, and there was a small door behind the painting!
Not daring to be rash, he hurriedly took a few steps back and signaled the riot police to knock on the door.
The door was opened easily, and there was no sound or reaction inside.
Cui Hantang became anxious. He relied on his chainmail protection and was not concealed. He took out his tactical flashlight and rushed in with a single stride! What he saw inside was a neatly furnished room with an area of more than ten square meters and furniture.
There is only a table, a bed and a stool, and if you look closely, they are all very elegant. There is a candlestick on the table, which is still lit with "Australian candles".
There are some wooden grids neatly placed on the table, which contain various powders. Some small porcelain bottles are overturned next to them. The bed is messy, as if people walked in a hurry. Some broken earthen jars are stacked uncoordinatedly against the wall.
Other than that, there was nothing in the house.
Huh? Cui Hantang frowned. After the tear gas was fired, he and the soldiers heard the sounds of coughing and sneezing, indicating that there must be someone in the room. He looked at the window. There was a small window hole in this secret room, which was opened close to the room.
The place under the eaves is very secretive. As long as the demon Dao hides in the secret room and closes the door tightly, he will not be affected by the tear gas.
But where is this person now?
Although the bed was large, it was in the style of a short couch, only slightly higher than the ground. There was no way to hide anyone under the bed. The rest of the bed was in full view, and there was no place to hide.
Cui Hantang frowned and said loudly: "Come here! Move this bed away from me."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the crisp sound of metal pieces cutting through the air above his head. He screamed inwardly, so he quickly crouched down with his arms over his head. He felt that his body was being hit by many things, and the sound of tearing cloth could not be heard.
I didn't feel it was thrilling, so I thought I should wear a steel helmet and go in.
Before he could finish his thoughts, a voice with a different tone came from outside: "Who is it?", followed by a series of screams and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Cui Hantang secretly screamed, and stood up violently. He saw that the soldiers who accompanied him in were already exhausted on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. He didn't care to look any further, and rushed out of the secret room in one stride. Two soldiers outside fell to the ground. There was a streak at the corner of his eye.
Out of the corner of his eye, the figure rushed out of the door and threw himself at the wall on the left!!
"Fuck," Cui Hantang cursed, and he rushed out of the door right after him. Lian Nishang didn't have time to aim, so he fired his gun, and the bullets hit the wall tiles with sparks flying. Cui Hantang quickly shouted: "Don't shoot! Catch him alive."
have to!"
In the flash of lightning, the black figure had already rushed to the wall, took a few steps in the corner, jumped up, put his arms lightly on the top of the wall, floated diagonally, and jumped out of the wall.
"Hurry up and chase!" Cui Hantang stamped his feet anxiously. Lian Nishang threw away his pistol, stepped forward, and chased him out by stepping on the wall in the same three-step and two-step process.
Cui Hantang was so heavy that he bounced on the wall like a rammer for a long time without even touching the surface of the wall. He was feeling anxious when suddenly there were gunshots and dog barking outside the garden. Only then did he remember that someone was waiting outside.
, he was determined in his heart, and spat: "You are so awesome! Have a taste of the big wolf dog!" After saying that, he led the people out of the gate and went around for reinforcements.
Lian Nishang jumped down from the wall, and saw that the one who escaped was a thin old man in a gray robe. Although he looked old, his legs and feet were very flexible. He rolled down from the wall and straightened up, and was about to take off.
Escape. Lian Nishang knew that this was an important crime, so he didn't think too much and shouted: "Where are you running from?" With a tiger's lunge, he directly knocked down the old man, and the two of them rolled to the ground.
Unexpectedly, the old man's body was astonishingly flexible, and he seemed to have the ability to shrink his bones. Nishang's grappling hand failed to catch his joints several times. Instead, he twisted around and broke free half of his body.
Lian Nishang had practiced martial arts before, and after joining the police, he learned Krav Maga. His fighting ability was far better than ordinary people, and he was able to twist the old man back with three blows.
The two were fighting when they heard the sound of heavy footsteps. It was Cui Hantang who was all dressed up and came over. He was holding a pistol in one hand and a large hammer in the other. Seeing that the other party had reinforcements, Yao Dao knew
The longer the entanglement lasted, the harder it became for him to escape. In desperation, he used all his strength to twist his body and kicked Lian Nishang out. He took the opportunity to roll and escape.
However, people from other directions heard the sound and rushed over. Seven or eight people and a dog instantly surrounded the old man in the center. When the demon saw three muskets facing him on the opposite side, and a fierce dog staring at him, he was secretly anxious.
He was not very afraid of the short-fire gun. In his mind, it was inaccurate and slow to fire, making it easy to dodge. However, he knew that spirit dogs were best at tracking, and in his current state, he would never be able to outrun this beast.
"It would be great if the spirit ghost stayed around." The old man secretly regretted that he should not have sent the spirit monkey out. However, he was not a person who just waited for death. No matter how bad the situation was, he would still give it a try, even if it didn't work, he would have to die.
He dragged a few people on his back, so he calmed down, raised his hand and pointed at Cui Hantang, who was obviously the leader, and shouted: "We are both members of the Taoist sect, do you still talk about the rules of the world? If you have the ability to draw a line, I will continue
that is!"
"Okay!" Cui Hantang showed a wicked smile: "Are you going to choose a one-on-one fight? Or a group fight?"
"What about a one-on-one fight, or a group fight?" The old man obviously couldn't understand his modern new words.
"What do you mean?" Cui Hantang smiled evilly, and swung his hand towards everyone: "It's very simple! In a one-on-one fight, you will beat five of us, plus the dog! In a group fight, we will beat one of you!"
When the old man heard this, his beard trembled with anger, and when he saw Cui Hantang's peaceful expression, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at Cui Hantang and said with gritted teeth: "Wu has been in the industry for forty years, and he has conquered all over the country.
Wandashan, I claim to be of the evil lineage. I have seen many treacherous people, but I have never seen such a shameless person like you! You! You! Cough cough, cough cough, cough cough cough.
"As he spoke, his chest heaved violently, he coughed violently, and a trace of blood actually flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Cui Hantang showed no guilt at all. He laughed: "That's because you have too little experience. If hundreds of years later, there will be a sea of people who are more shameless than me, I can only be regarded as loyal and honest...
..." After saying that, looking at the old man's shocked expression, he couldn't help laughing.
The old man surnamed Wu gritted his teeth: "Shameless!! I will fight with you!!!"
He raised his hand, and several black lights hit Cui Hantang's face, as if to smash this annoying fat face. Cui Hantang was startled, and subconsciously raised his arm to block it with his sleeves. These black lights hit his face.
The sleeves clinked several times and fell to the ground. They turned out to be some awls with sharp heads and dark bodies. They were obviously quenched with poison.
Cui Hantang was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, the sleeves of this robe were wide and made with materials: it turned out that Cui Hantang was obsessed with ancient hidden weapons. When designing the robe, he remembered that when he was watching the TV series Water Margin in the original time and space, he saw the Taoist priest in Centipede Ridge with his magic weapon.
Dozens of copper coins sewn on the sleeves of his Taoist robe fought Wu Song for twenty rounds without deciding the outcome. It was very powerful. Dozens of tinplate scales were sewn on the inner lining of the cuffs of his Taoist robe to block bullets.
No, it doesn't matter if you wave it to block ordinary hand-thrown concealed weapons.
This hidden weapon was just a false shot. Taking advantage of Cui Hantang's momentary distraction, he jumped up like an ape in front of Cui Hantang, stretched out both claws, flashed one hand in front of his eyes, and took it off with the other.
Yin, it was actually a monkey's method of stealing peaches, and those fingers were actually covered with a pair of iron claws! Everyone nearby screamed in surprise before they could help. (To be continued.)