After the immortal disappeared

Wicker and Menpan, who were also promoted to the Gale Army, are of course members of He Lingchuan's team. Hu Min's team was downsized during the last mission, and the captain was transferred to another position, so he simply came to join He Lingchuan——

He even took Alo with him.

The combat organization of the Gale Army is relatively flexible. A team can consist of five to ten people, and the team leader can decide independently. They can also hire temporary personnel.

So the members of this group have stabilized for the time being. There are actually only three new members, and they all have to perform tasks today.

Soon He Lingchuan met up with Wicker and the door panel and was ordered to go to the prison.

There are three prisons in Panlong City. The highest level and most severe prison is located in the north of the city, not far from the north gate, and is called "Tiger's Mouth". What they went to today was the Tiger's Mouth Prison. The access control here was very strict. Not only did they have to show the Sheji Order, but they also had to check relevant documents.

The secret order handed over by He Lingchuan contained only two sentences:

"Prisoner No. 27, execute Resolution No. 1."

It was signed by Zhao Xianhe, a colleague of the commander, and attached with his seal.

To be honest, He Lingchuan was also startled when he saw the person who signed the secret order.

Zhao Xianhe, the thin man just gossiped some time ago that this commander, Tongzhi, has not shown up for a long time. Even the regular inspections of the Yuewu Hall are done by Wen Daolun, so I am afraid he is not involved in anything big.

Unexpectedly, my first task after becoming a full-time employee was assigned by this fellow commander.

That means Zhao Xianhe is okay?

The guard got the secret order, read every word carefully, and then said: "Go and wait outside the door."

He Lingchuan and the others waited outside the door for more than a quarter of an hour. Three carriages drove out of the prison. Each carriage was exactly the same in appearance. The wooden carriage pulled by two horses had no markings. The gray hood was tightly blocked, so outsiders could not see the inside of the carriage. .

In fact, it is similar to the horse-drawn carriages running all over the street. It is very plain. You may not remember what it looks like even if you look at it several times.

Then another carriage came out, and the prison guard said to He Lingchuan: "It's your turn, come on up."

He Lingchuan and Menpan tied his horse to the back of the car, then jumped onto the front seat, lifted the wicker curtain and got into the carriage, and the carriage slowly started.

They left Panlong City from the north gate and rushed to the God Advent Platform in the northwest highlands as required.

The day of séance has passed, and the séance platform has become deserted again. If it were inside Panlong City, maybe people would come to pay homage to it from time to time, but dozens of miles north of the city, only the mountains and dense forests would be the permanent residents.

For living people, livelihood is always the most important thing.

The three members of the team stayed quiet throughout the whole process, which was also the request from their superiors, so He Lingchuan didn't know what was in the car. As long as the wicker does not make any sound, the car will be safe.

He could only hear occasional clanging sounds from inside the car, like metal hitting each other.

When we arrived at the trance platform, the wind gradually became stronger.

It's so empty here that if anyone comes close, you can see it at a glance.

The door panel opened the curtain back, and Willow led a person to jump out of the carriage.

This man's hands and feet were tied with chains, and his steps were extremely heavy and made a loud noise.

The metallic sound that He Lingchuan heard probably came from this.

There are dark red runes flowing on the chain, and it is difficult to open it without the correct method.

This man also wore a black hood. He was not seen, and no one saw him.

Only then did He Lingchuan take out the second secret order.

This is a small sapphire bamboo tube sealed with fire paint. He Lingchuan now knows that this is the exclusive packaging of Bejia Kingdom's chewing tobacco.

He really doesn't understand the humor of Panlongcheng's senior officials. But the container in which the secret code is placed does not need to be conspicuous.

He tore off the paint and poured out a note and a small scroll.

Three people with six eyes came together to look at it. There were only eight simple red words on the note:

Kneel down to the divine pillar and rectify the Fa on the spot!

The first mission of the three of them after becoming full-time officers was actually to secretly execute criminals?

This is no joke, because there is Zhao Xianhe's signature and seal at the end of the note.

The other scroll is a portrait, used to compare the appearance of the prisoner to avoid making mistakes.

He Lingchuan looked up at the Divine Advent Pillar.

It points directly to the sky, still as spotless as before.

The door panel was so strong that he and the chain were placed in front of the divine pillar, and then kicked into the crook of his knee.

With a plop, the prisoner knelt down facing the pillar.

The door panel looked at He Lingchuan: "Broken knife?"

He Lingchuan nodded, and the door panel pulled off the prisoner's black hood.

This is a man in his mid-twenties, with an unshaven face and bloodshot eyes. Although his clothes are quite dirty, they are made of very good materials and are rare and expensive items that cannot be worn by the common people of Panlong City.

Liu Tiao compared the portrait and the prisoner to make sure they were correct, and said:

"Give him a good time."

Upon hearing this, the prisoner shook his head wildly and screamed, as if he was hoarse.

With a sound of "porphyry", the numbness core in his mouth fell out.

"You've killed the wrong person!" The man shouted, "I am Zhao Rong, and my father is Zhao Xianhe, my fellow commander!"

The three of them were all shocked.

This prisoner is actually Zhao Xianhe's son?

"This is a huge misunderstanding! Hukou Lao made a mistake!" Zhao Rong seized the limited time and quickly output, "Don't kill me. Go and send a message to Mr. Zhao first. He can clarify this misunderstanding. That's all, you guys In half a day, I guarantee that each of you behind will have a golden house!"

In Panlong City, luxury houses are divided into four grades: "Jade, Jade, Red, and Gold". The junior luxury houses are gold houses, which are the only types of houses in the city that can be traded freely.

The price can be imagined.

Liu Tiao put the secret order in front of him: "No need to send a message, this is Mr. Zhao's order."

Zhao Rong's eyes nearly bulged out when he saw it, and his body couldn't help but tremble:

"No, no, no way!"

Liu Tiao showed him the portrait again: "If this isn't you, could it be your twin brother?"

Should I say it or not, the portrait is quite similar to Zhao Rong himself. It firmly captures the charm and is easily identifiable at a glance.

He Lingchuan grabbed the back of his neck and made him bow his head to the divine pillar:

"You don't have much time, so repent."

What does the secret order requiring prisoners to kneel at the pillar mean? Of course he was asked to repent. Otherwise, if you can just find a place and chop it with a knife, why send it to a spiritual stage?

His technique was exquisite. He pressed the big muscles on the back of the neck and the prisoner's whole body became numb, except for his mouth.

"My father will never want me to die!" He suddenly collapsed and yelled crazily, "Someone wants to harm me, someone wants to harm Mr. Zhao! You believe me, don't kill me..."

He still wanted to try harder, but he knew deep down in his heart that the end was coming. He was twisting and turning, but he just refused to kneel properly.

Willow suddenly said: "He peed."

When the two of them took a look, the prisoner's pants were indeed wet.

The three of them were a little speechless. Master Zhao's son is actually such a coward?

Zhao Rong screamed again: "My father supplied all the weapons and armor in the city, and I got the formula for the Baibin gun from Fort Fuhe! The father's debt is repaid by the son, and the father's work is rewarded by the son. We work hard and achieve great results, and we enjoy What's wrong with giving blessings? My father and son have done so many things for Panlong City, otherwise the people in the city wouldn't be able to live the good life they have now!" He spat and turned around to bite He Lingchuan's hand, "You villains, You ungrateful villains, I curse you to a bad death!"

The fear of death completely overwhelmed him, and all the words in his stomach poured out.

"Hard work deserves a lot of credit?" He Lingchuan suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and shoved his face against the pillar, "This one deserves a lot of hard work!"

"Does the credit belong to you, and not to the 400,000 heroes who are sleeping in the wasteland?"

"What's so great about you father and son? Just because you survived to the end, you dare to take all the credit on yourself?"

Every time He Lingchuan said something, he hit his head against the pillar.

Every word was spoken in an unhurried manner, but the force of hitting the pillar became stronger each time.

Zhao Rong was hit so hard that his face was covered in blood and he screamed repeatedly.

Willow and the door panel looked at each other, their blood boiling, their eyes burning and their noses sore, and they were frightened by the cruelty and anger contained in it.

Broken Knife has never been so popular.

"We..." Liu Tiao wanted to ask again, but He Lingchuan casually drew his knife and stabbed Zhao Rong in the heart from the back.

The Fusheng knife was too sharp. Zhao Rong was halfway through his incoherent words when he noticed a sharp blade coming out of his chest, and he was shocked.

He Lingchuan held the knife and twisted it to the left. Zhao Rong wanted to say something, but blood choked his mouth.

The door panel counted silently twice, and the prisoner died.

He Lingchuan pulled out his long knife and said calmly: "He won't repent seriously anyway." It's better not to waste time.

He wiped the blood off the prisoner's vest and returned the knife to its sheath.

The door panel shrugged: "You also left him a complete body."

"We have no personal grudges." Killing him with a knife was his greatest mercy.

The execution was completed without any twists and turns, and the three of them moved the body back to the car. He Lingchuan reminded the two of them: "This matter is kept secret and can only be kept in the stomach."

Both the door panel and the wicker said: "We can save it."

The team then drove the carriage slowly down the mountain.

There were already people waiting at the foot of the mountain. The leader was in his fifties, with gray hair and a stretched-out neck.

He Lingchuan's team unhooked their horses, handed the carriage to them, and left first.

These must be people from the Zhao family, because they didn't walk a few feet when they heard crying from behind.

Willow let out a breath.

But soon the gray-haired old man chased them on horseback, stopped them and asked: "Why is our young master's face covered with blood and there is a wound on his forehead! Did you treat him..."

Zhao Rong's forehead was so swollen from the impact that he couldn't hide it from anyone.

He Lingchuan said calmly: "Master Zhao knelt in front of the Divine Advent Pillar and grabbed it with his head, crying bitterly. I think he repented deeply."

The old man was furious: "You, you dare to torture!"

"We strictly follow Master Zhao's orders and are meticulous." He Lingchuan unfolded Zhao Xianhe's note in front of him and said in a serious tone, "If you have any objections, please go to General Red to complain."

…

mission completed.

On both sides of the way back, wild flowers bloomed all over the hillsides.

Bees are flying and butterflies are flying around, the breeze is blowing, and it is a peaceful world. In a small village not far away, children were playing in the fields, their faces full of innocence.

He Lingchuan was fascinated by the colorful flowers.

For many years, people have been secretly mining gold in the Chifeng mines, but Hu Lichang chose to hide it;

The person in charge of mountains, rivers and mineral resources in Panlong City is Zhao Xianhe, a fellow commander;

Some time ago, Zhao Xianhe seemed to have disappeared;

Today, Mr. Zhao suddenly issued a secret order to send his son to the God Advent Pillar for execution on the spot.

Zhao Rong's death was executed secretly by them without even a public trial and conviction.