Snowflakes were falling in the sky, and the group of people on the ground confronted each other in silence. A jackdaw flew up from the old locust tree, screaming through the night sky. In the white snowflakes, it gradually turned into a small black dot.

Everyone knows that the crow is unlucky, but who this unlucky symbolizes is, and they don't know the bottom of their hearts.

Qiao Nan was still stepping on the man in the down jacket at his feet, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing? Which cult is it?"

"Cult?"

Qiao Nan's statement aroused strong indignation among believers. Before the thief could make a move, two other strong men screamed and rushed from both sides of him.

Qiao Nan first kicked the right face crookedly with a roundhouse kick, and then used a whip leg to solve the guy on the left. As they screamed again and rushed up, he stepped back and watched as they collided. Then, taking advantage of their height, he grabbed the hair of the two and made their heads hit violently again, and with a loud bang, the two had already passed out.

Before Qiao Nan could catch his breath, he received a slap on the head, and a double image suddenly appeared in front of him. He shook his head and looked behind him, and it was the down jacket that hit him, and he was afraid, but he still tried to step forward. When he rushed up with a stick, Qiao Nan threw the dog's leg out and stuck it straight into the man's collarbone. The man screamed and fell to the ground, Qiao Nan quickly pulled out the dagger, flew up again, and kicked him five or six meters away. The man also prostrate on the ground and twitched a few times, and was temporarily motionless.

But there are only four or five moves, and there is a decisive ruthlessness in it. If you don't make a move, it's enough, and if you make a shot, you're going to die. The blood on the top of Qiao Nan's head flowed down, and he didn't care about wiping it, really like a Hades king who came to ask for his life in the middle of the night.

The thief had been in his hands for himself, but now he was retreating. Qiao Nan wiped a handful of blood, which was even more hideous. He swirled the dagger in his hand, pressing step by step: "Aren't you trying to take my life?"

The thief had seen his skills, and when he saw three people lying on the ground who did not know whether they were alive or dead, his hands and feet were immediately cold. Qiao Nan walked up to him step by step and asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

“……”

"Is it a cult?"

“……”

The thief stepped back, and suddenly he went wild, as if he had been injected with a large amount of stimulants, or taken a large amount of drugs, and in an instant became infinitely powerful and unstoppable. He took a stick and beat Qiao Nan indiscriminately: "You pariah dare to insult our Xintiandi Sect? You are a demon! Demon! You should go to hell! Die!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Qiao Nan to imagine that a normal person would become that kind of ghost in the blink of an eye. He stepped back, waiting for an opportunity to hold his hand, but before breaking his hand, there was a piercing sound behind him, and then Qiao Nan's arm was hot, and the dagger he was holding was out of his hand at once.

The person who fired the shot must have just come in from the outside, and it was unsuspecting. The bullet pierced Qiao Nan's arm, but he could bear it and didn't scream.

Seeing that he was temporarily defeated, the thief held a stick and beat Qiao Nan indiscriminately. Now, as soon as he pounced, the man didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately. Qiao Nan took a few hits, endured the sharp pain in his arm, grabbed his stick, and pulled it hard, and the thief stumbled. Before the people behind could shoot, Qiao Nan walked around behind the thief and neatly knocked him down. "Bang", there was another loud noise, the thief was lying on the ground, a blood hole appeared in his chest, and the hot blood flowed on Qiao Nan's body.

Qiao Nan pushed him away, regardless of whether he was dead or alive. But the man who fired the gun was frightened and went crazy, threw the gun aside, shook the thief desperately, and kept shouting "second" in his mouth.

Qiao Nan wanted to pick up the gun not far away, but several injuries on his body made his body disobey. When his left hand was about to touch the gun, the person who fired the gun stepped on his left hand, and after some twisting, he kicked Qiao Nan out, and then aimed at him.

Qiao Nan didn't get distracted by the pain, nor did he give up struggling because he was in a desperate situation, he took a few breaths and asked, "Since I'm going to die, then I also have to be a ghost and know who I died in." ”

"Shincheonji. The fat man with the gun said, "We have created a new god, and he will lead us to destroy this dark world and create a whole new world!"

Qiao Nan laughed: "How good is that called the New World Sect!"

The fat man's fat apple muscles twitched, and he was about to pull the trigger, but Qiao Nan said: "If you shoot again, someone will come, you can't run, aren't you afraid?"

The fat man hesitated, and Qiao Nan said again: "Although this gun is imitated by Liusi, the silence treatment is too poor...... If you don't believe me, shoot again and see if anyone comes. ”

The fat man was said to be dizzy, and he didn't seem to know what kind of gun it was. After Qiao Nan finished speaking, he subconsciously picked it up and took a look, saying that it was too late, it was fast, Qiao Nan swept his legs and put him to the ground. Qiao Nan rolled over him, crushed him to death, and snatched the gun back from his hand.

And the fat man blinked, still not understanding what had happened in that moment just now.

Qiao Nan pointed a gun at him and asked, "When was your organization established, and how many people are there?"

The fat man did not speak, and when he was hit with the butt of a gun on his temple, he burst into tears and said: "It has been ten years, and now there are tens of thousands of people in the country. ”

"What do you all do to keep things running?"

The fat man was not willing to be insulted, and he also convulsed like a nervous man, but Qiao Nan controlled it very tightly, and he couldn't go crazy. Qiao Nan stared at his blood-red eyes, propped his right arm around his neck, and shouted: "Trapping and abduction, stealing chickens and dogs, coercion and temptation, and even killing people and setting fires, have they all been used?"

The fat man was overwhelmed, staring at Qiao Nan deadly, with countless resentments hidden in his eyes, but he didn't speak. Qiao Nan remembered what he had just bought for the down jacket, and increased his strength a little more, and said angrily: "Are you still kidnapping others and making sacrifices or something?"

The fat man laughed cruelly: "It is also their honor to be dedicated to the new master." ”

Qiao Nan was even more furious: "What is your purpose?"

The fat man began to roll his eyes, coughed and said, "Kill all the demons and create a new world......"

Qiao Nan was well versed in interrogation techniques, and asked with a touch of emotion: "When was that?"

"Hurry up...... ...... soon after the year" The fat man laughed proudly, but unfortunately he laughed twice and fainted.

Two more people suddenly came in outside, and when they saw this scene, they immediately rushed towards Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan held the gun in his left hand, did not hesitate, and fired two shots in a row with great calmness, and the two people covered their injured knees and rolled all over the yard.

There were seven strong men lying in the courtyard, four of whom had been knocked unconscious, and two of whom were tumbling and were about to faint. As for the thief, he is no longer alive.

The pistol is out of ammunition and can be put away. Qiao Nan had several injuries on his body, but he still struggled to the side room, found the rope and tape that he bought for the down jacket, and spent another half a day to tie them into a string of grasshoppers.

He also found a piece of rope and tied the wound on his arm, he didn't want to go into shock from excessive blood loss. He wanted to take out the phone and call the police, presumably because the recording had consumed a lot of battery just now, and the phone was turned off without any force.

He cursed in a low voice, originally wanting to leave, but remembering the sacrifice that the fat man said, he suspected that there were still kidnapped girls here. He walked into the main room and saw a larger and more strange "icon". I don't know how they can go to worship, anyway, Qiao Nan has goosebumps all over his body.

On the walls around it, there are all bright red characters, and the words "kill" and "death" are shocking. Under the icon, Qiao Nan saw a manual, and reluctantly flipped through it with his left hand, all the records on it were some time and place, as well as means and something.

Many of them were already riots, and in the last few pages, many plans were written, but they were all crossed out, leaving only one clearer: February 20, 2010, Peach Blossom Village, 20 people.

Qiao Nan wanted to tear the page off, but both hands didn't obey the call, and finally under his perseverance in tearing, the paper was finally torn off, and he laboriously put it into his pocket again.

There was a sudden sound of stomping upstairs, Qiao Nan walked up the stairs towards the upstairs, whether it was a blessing or a curse, an enemy or a friend, he had come to this point, he must make an end.

The layout of the upstairs was similar to that of the downstairs, and in the room directly above the main house, there was a figure kneeling, as if unaware of the commotion that had just taken place.

Qiao Nan said "hey", but the man didn't agree. Qiao Nan fumbled for a switch on the wall, so he turned on the light, and saw an old lady kneeling there, and there was a portrait in front of her, and she kept chanting words.

Judging from the back, she was about the same age as her grandmother, and Qiao Nan couldn't help shouting: "Old man, go back quickly, this is not a good place." ”

The old woman was indifferent, still saying something like a spell. She was thinly dressed and shivering from the cold in this rough room. Qiao Nan said again: "Old man, don't believe these messes, and don't be deceived by those people outside!"

"Alas, what else can you do with an old bone?

The old woman still didn't turn around, but it was good to be able to speak. Qiao Nan walked over and said, "Old man, go to the hospital if you are sick, don't listen to their nonsense." They'll do anything to cheat them out of money – what the hell are you doing here?"

"I want you dead!"

As soon as Qiao Nan bent down, the old woman suddenly raised her head, grabbed a rusty iron rod from nowhere, and poked it fiercely at Qiao Nan's right eye.

For such an old man, Qiao Nan was completely defenseless, and in an instant, the iron rod poked straight into his right eye.

The author thought about it for a long time, was distressed for a long time, and didn't think of how to express that feeling. can only say that if it weren't for his personal experience, Qiao Nan wouldn't have known that he would have let out such a terrible scream, and he would have knelt on the ground all of a sudden because of unbearable pain. Fortunately, he was still sane and gritted his teeth so loudly that he didn't lie on the ground and roll.

He touched it, and his eyes didn't bleed. But he didn't know why, his right eye couldn't see anything, only a piece of blood red.

The old man also went crazy: "I could have done it tonight! I will be cured of my cancer if I do it again! Where did you come from? Why did you come in and make trouble? I'm going to kill you!"

Because he wanted to cover his right eye, the dagger he had just held in his hand fell off. The old lady went crazy, picked up Qiao Nan's dagger, and stabbed him indiscriminately. Qiao Nan felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time, no matter how he blinked his eyes, his eyes were still blood-red, and the pain in his eyeballs almost blew his brain out. The old lady seemed to be possessed by the devil, and she was extremely powerful, and the first knife was stabbed near his collarbone, and the second knife was inserted into the ribs. The second time she hadn't pulled out the knife, Qiao Nan grabbed her wrists and broke them alive.

The old woman howled in pain, and suddenly lowered her head and bit Qiao Nan's hand. Compared with other pains, this little pain is nothing, Qiao Nan finally made a ruthless hand and pushed her out with his knees. The old woman vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground without moving.

Qiao Nan's right eye still couldn't see anything, and he couldn't help but touch the dog's leg in pain, and then leaned against the wall to gasp. As soon as his eyes are seriously injured, the person is almost useless, and he can hold up until now, which should be a miracle of willpower.

A burst of heavy footsteps gradually approached, and someone was standing in the corridor outside, Qiao Nan couldn't see clearly, and could only judge by the sound, if he guessed correctly, it was still the thief. Qiao Nan thought he was dead and didn't tie him up, but he didn't expect his vitality to be so tenacious.

"I said that one day, I would kill you......"

He didn't know where to get another gun, it was more compact than the one just now, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Qiao Nan's head. The two were only five meters apart, and Qiao Nan had a bad premonition, but he still didn't give up the idea of living.

"I'm going to die anyway, can you tell me why you have to kill me?"

"You handed me over to the police, causing our plan to fail, and the losses are countless, I want to kill you in my dreams!"

"You can't kill me. Qiao Nan said: "You can't even hold a gun, you don't have to hold it so tightly, and then ...... The magazines are not jammed, how can the bullets come out?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Although he didn't believe it, the thief subconsciously glanced at the magazine, and in less than a second, Qiao Nan pounced like a bolt of lightning. With a sharp gunshot, both fell from the second floor to the ground at the same time.

The thief's head broke, and he struggled for a long time before he could not move. He stared at the sky with wide eyes, and the snowflakes were still drifting.

Snowflakes have spread all over the ground, and the warm blood and cold white snow are mixed together, intertwined into a gorgeous and poignant snow flower. But Qiao Nan couldn't see it, in his opinion, this vast world had turned blood-red.