The General Is As Urgent as Law

Wei Lin, Jiang Ye, and Zhao Zhinan followed Xue Ziqin first. Xue Ziqin said nothing, walking at the forefront, and the four walked all the way to the city.

Xue Ziqin looked around. There were small households on the side of the wall. The poor people looked at it. Although he could n’t get in trouble, Zhao Zhinan could n’t help but whispered and asked, “General, which household do we grab? ? "

"I always think it's not good ..." Jiang also said.

Xue Ziqin took them against the wall and walked under the eaves. Hearing their words, he didn't look back, and he answered directly: "Can the brain be better? Don't grab civilians, can't rob big households?"

"General Xue is right!" Wei Lin said in a tone.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Xue Ziqin looked around, and finally looked at a large family, but the lights were completely dark.

"It's this family, come over the wall and come with me." He led the person all the way to the roots of that family's wall and waved his hand, "Go up."

The other three heard the order and immediately went over the wall. Xue Ziqin took the lead.

It was Jiang's first time to do this kind of thing, and he was a little nervous and a little excited. Xue Ziqin said that he went to the city to rob civilians. He thought with Wei Lin all the way. He always felt bad. The civilians were innocent.

But Jiang Yejia is also a big household ... He always feels weird when he thinks of it here, as if he brought someone into the house and robbed him quietly.

Jumping from the wall, Jiang immediately smelled a pungent smell.

Not only him, but all four smelled it. Xue Ziqin frowned, and things might be weird. This large household didn't even turn on the lights. The surroundings were as quiet as a cemetery, plus the pungent smell in the air. Xue Ziqin waved his hand again. The three of them kept up, and only heard Xue Ziqin whisper: "There may be a problem here. Be careful."

Jiang also glanced quietly at Xue Ziqin's profile. It was nothing like the usual rogue style. Every move he took was very careful. Although it was said that he was robbed in this big household, the strange things at the moment made all four cautiously.

They walked all the way to the depths of the house, the more **** the heavier.

A night wind blew through, the thick clouds over Hanzhou City flew away with the wind, and the moonlight flowed down from the gap between the clouds.

The moonlight illuminates the scenery in this quiet and unusual mansion, and the four of them see a tragic picture together.

In the courtyard in the middle of the house, there were several people lying in a row and a row, and that's how **** gas was like that. Xue Ziqin took the three people closer to them.

The corpses in front of me, I do n’t know how many knives were cut. The slate-paved path was stained with blood and unknown things black, giving a strange sticky feeling. Do n’t think about it, you may know which one An organ left behind by a corpse. The most miserable face was split in half, at this time half lying on the steps, facing Jiang Ye. The eyes of the corpse stared at the boss, as if it would come out as soon as it touched, staring at Jiang Ye's face. That miserable situation made Jiang feel sick for a while, and just felt like vomiting.

Xue Ziqin was like no one else, so he went up and looked at it: "It's all family members, and it's been two hours since he died." He patted the dust on his hands, and the dry blood stains stuck to his hands with gray, but he was calm Ziruo, "It looks like we are playing right."

The atmosphere was rendered to an unprecedented dignity by these corpses. Although Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan were brave, the atmosphere was not daring at the moment. I do n’t know what the situation in front of me was. I had to wait for Xue Ziqin to speak.

In this gap, Jiang couldn't help but hold the stone lamp in the courtyard and vomited: "Don't vomit--"

Xue Ziqin was stopped by Jiang Ye's vomiting just when he wanted to speak. The three of them stunned and watched Jiang also vomiting all over the place. It was very uncomfortable.

Wei Lin hurried over and patted Jiang Ye on the back, giving him a ride: "Are you all right, all right."

Zhao Zhinan did not expect that although this scene is a bit disgusting, the man should not be so vulnerable. For a time he could only stay there with a wooden pestle, at a loss.

Jiang also vomited for a while before standing upright. Xue Ziqin saw that he had finally stopped, sneering a little disdainfully: "Waste."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang didn't have time to take care of his stomach, and he couldn't bear his self-esteem first: "What are you talking about?"

"When I saw a few corpses, I vomited. Didn't I faint on the battlefield with two eyes and one black?" Xue Ziqin's words didn't leave Jiang with a little affection, and the disdain in his tone made no secret.

Seeing this, Wei Lin quickly grabbed Jiang Ye's hand and robbed him of his words, not letting him speak: "Oh, it's disgusting, it's okay, let's not stay here ..."

Jiang didn't appreciate it either. He ignored Wei Lin's words and walked a few steps towards Xue Ziqin. He said coldly, "I don't believe it. General Xue was as calm as he was when he fought for the first time."

Xue Ziqin showed a consistent savage expression against the night, which was even more scary: "I said you are waste, you are waste, needless to say, I have fought so many years, and I have never seen a few useless than you. "

Jiang also wanted to talk, but Xue Ziqin didn't want to continue with him anymore. Although he didn't look down on Jiang's unlucky appearance, he could understand more or less: "Okay, how can you excuse it is a waste Come with me. "He did not wait for Jiang to answer, and walked directly towards the back of the house.

Jiang also wanted to say something more, but Xue Ziqin had already gone out a lot in front of him, and Zhao Zhinan followed him, leaving Wei Lin with no steps to follow him.

"Ah, let's go." Wei Lin said.

This deliberate evasion, not to mention, made Jiang even more uncomfortable. He shook off Wei Lin and held his hand, chasing Xue Ziqin and walking past.

Wei Lin followed behind and said nothing, but in the end he said nothing but just followed.

Unexpectedly, there were still many corpses in the house. Xue Ziqin didn't go to check it again. The four of them walked all the way, and Wei Lin suddenly said, "It seems like there is a voice."

Xue Ziqin nodded: "Here comes from behind."

Jiang Ye and Zhao Zhinan didn't hear it at all. The four of them eased their footsteps again. The woman cried from the depths of the courtyard and became louder and louder.

"I beg you ... Ah! No! No! Wow ..."

Obviously, there was more than one voice. Xue Ziqin listened carefully. He could hear the man's voice faintly, but it was not real.

This scene was weird and terrifying, but Xue Ziqin smiled: "What is bumper luck, this is it."

"What does the general mean?" Zhao Zhinan asked in a silly stun.

"This family is afraid that they will be washed by gangsters. This will not go yet." Xue Ziqin said with a smile. "I originally felt a little sorry for these civilians. In this case, let's take a walk."

"Yes!" Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan answered.

Jiang did not speak, but he did not refute. The four people walked to the room where the sound came, and came to the source where the sound came out, and they could really hear it. There were about three men and a woman. The **** smell in the room was even worse than the outside. It can be guessed that the scene in the room was only more **** than the outside.

Xue Ziqin drew a dagger from his boots and held it in his hand.

"There are three people in there, and one of them is going to hold one. At this time, a woman is being engaged, and the weapon will not be in his hand." Xue Ziqin lowered his voice and said. Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan nodded, and Jiang also seemed to be excluded from the three people unconsciously.

"Three, two, one." Xue Ziqin kicked the door open, and the room was dark. Only then did Wei Lin know what Xue Ziqin used to train in the past. At this time, there was no need to shimmer, and they could see clearly the situation in the room. Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan rushed forward without hesitation and surrounded the three The woman's brawn fell to the ground.

Before leaving, neither of them had any weapons. Two of the strong men were taken aback by the sudden man. They were restrained by Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan for a while, and immediately began to resist and wrestle with them.

"Where's the small deflated daring to dare to hurt your grandfather!" The brave man who had just vented on the woman's pants and hadn't had time to wear his pants grabbed the long knife beside him and cut it against Xue Ziqin.

How can Xue Ziqin be knocked down in such a frontal attack? Years of experience on the battlefield kept him in a state of preparedness all the time. When the strong man threw himself, he took two quick steps back to avoid the first blow, and then he swept the opponent's throat with a dagger in his hand.

The gangster who was able to kill everyone in this courtyard was not a good stubble. His response was extremely fast. His waist was folded back, avoiding Xue Ziqin's dagger, and the long knife in his hand was waving forward, around Xue Ziqin's waist. Leave a mouthful.

The woman has lost her mind and has been crying and crying, seeing them fighting and screaming. Wei Lin was incapable of dealing with one of them, but Zhao Zhinan, by virtue of force, put the other person on the ground, rode on him, and punched him in the face with a punch.

At Wei Lin's still stalemate, the strong man who was fighting with Xue Ziqin turned his wrist and pointed the long knife at Wei Lin. Wei Lin was facing away from him at this moment, and he didn't realize it yet. Xue Ziqin wanted to stop it. But the dagger in his hand and the other's long knife were not of the same rank. Seeing that long knife would cut Wei Lin back.

"Go to your mother!" Jiang Ye, who had not been noticed, picked up a large piece of porcelain bottle that fell on the ground and rushed past the strong man without any skills. The piece was inserted directly into the man's back neck.

He was still panting, and blood from his back neck was sprayed on his face, hot and humid, a wonderful touch. Blood spurted on his cheeks, flowing down his face to his lips, and Jiang's brain was blank-he had just wanted to prevent him from hurting Wei Lin.

As if the soul was pulling away, Jiang also stuck out his tongue and licked the wetness at the corner of his mouth.

That's blood, other people's blood.

Salty, with temperature, and fishy smell.

The long knife fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, intertwined with the woman's cry and scream. The man didn't expect there was anyone. He reached out and touched the back of the head, only to touch the fragments of a large porcelain bottle, which was inserted in his back neck.

Then he crashed to the ground, his body still twitching, and blood pooled on the ground.

Wei Lin didn't know what happened yet. He only heard the sound of falling to the ground behind him. After a moment of distraction, he was hit by a punch on the noodle door, and the pain was not enough.

Xue Ziqin responded extremely quickly, as if the dead gangster in front of him did not exist, and took the person who walked over and ended up fighting with Wei Lin.

At that end, Zhao Zhinan's fist has knocked the person out and passed out.

The woman is still screaming.

Xue Ziqin was annoyed by the sound, waved his hand, the dagger flew straight towards the woman, and inserted it on the wall, no more than **** away from her.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!"

The three gangsters were all resolved. Wei Lin rubbed his beaten face and stood up with Zhao Zhinan to stand beside Xue Ziqin. The woman dared not speak again, holding her head in tears, biting her lips desperately, fearing she would be killed. She was covered in blood, and she didn't know who it was. Only then did they discover that there were still corpses deep in the room, and it was only after the three men committed the murder that they saw her with a heart, and then there would be the previous scene.

"No ... don't kill me ... don't kill me ..." The woman's pale lips shuddered all the time, reading the words back and forth. Her dress had long been ripped apart, her lower body was bare, and she was bleeding.

No one paid attention to her. Xue Ziqin examined herself. No injuries were found except for her waist being scratched. She asked the other two people, "Is there any problem?"

"I'm fine."

"I'm fine too."

The two still gasped, but fortunately, there was no serious injury.

"Go." Xue Ziqin walked to the wall and took off his dagger. Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan took the lead to go out, but Jiang also stayed in place. Wei Lin noticed that he was not right and reached out to pull him out.

He came out of the room to know his face full of blood. Wei Lin wiped him with his sleeves, but Jiang didn't react at all, like he lost his soul.

Xue Ziqin glanced at the trembling woman, took out the tumbler from his arms, looked for lamp oil in the room, poured it on the bedding, the bed curtain, and lit it.

The fire light illuminated the whole room at once, and three women with tragic deaths fell to the ground, covered with blood. Xue Ziqin didn't react, as if he didn't see it, lit the fire and walked out casually.

The fire in the room was naturally seen by three people outside.

Xue Ziqin glanced at Jiang Ye, and the kid was completely dull.

Wei Lin asked with some concern: "That woman ..."

"We don't come, she is also dead, hurry and go out of the city."