If Li Qing's words are put in the daytime, there is really nothing to be afraid of, not to mention that the dozen or so people behind him are all men who have served as soldiers, and I don't know how many dead people have seen. But tonight the night is thick, and the Acropolis after the curfew is like a dead city, and coupled with the sensitive position where everyone is located, I can't help but think of all kinds of ghost legends I have heard in my heart.

"Turn your head!" Seeing Li Qing turn around, the dozen or so patrolmen tried their best to maintain their composure and scolded loudly.

"Good, good. Li Qing responded with a smile, turned his head and continued to walk forward, and after a while, he had already reached that crossroads.

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

"Keep walking!"

Li Qing did not react to the urging behind him, but slowly stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and asked in a chattering voice, "Look, is there a person at the intersection in front?"

Hearing Li Qing's words, more than a dozen people's faces turned pale for a while, and they looked in the direction of Li Qing's finger.

"Damn, a broken telephone pole, you want to scare Lao Tzu?" a patrol member retracted his gaze, couldn't help but be furious, raised the butt of the gun in his hand and was about to hit Li Qing.

However, his movements froze in mid-air, unable to fall again. Because Li Qing, who was originally standing in front of him, has disappeared at this moment.

Instinctively taking a step back, the corner of the man's eyes twitched fiercely, turned his head to look at his companions around and behind him, and asked tremblingly, "You... Do you see where he goes?"

There was silence at the crossroads, and all he could get was the frightened stares of his companions and a shaking of his head in disbelief.

"What the hell is going on?" the man rolled his Adam's apple, clenched his rifle and turned around sharply: "Hurry up, get out of here!"

He took the lead and ran back along the road he had come, and the other teammates behind him also shouted and ran away desperately. It's a weird feeling, and you may not feel very scared at first, but other people's emotions affect you unconsciously, as if something is really chasing you behind you.

Li Qing squatted on the roof of the two-story building at the intersection of the street, staring at the group of guys from the patrol team below running away, and sneered disdainfully: "That's all there is to it..."

With a gentle sigh, Li Qing touched his waist, and his eyebrows were filled with a faint sense of chagrin: "It's a pity that I have a good knife." ”

The sky is full of stars, the moon is like a hook, and the temperature difference between day and night in Longxi is very large, Li Qing couldn't help but feel a little cool, so he got up gently, turned down from the top of the building, and walked forward along the street, planning to go back to the Four Seasons Inn to sleep.

I have to say that this quiet environment is very suitable for thinking, and Li Qing does not feel sleepy, so he paced slowly, quietly thinking about the next series of activities.

Zhong Ruoxi will find Longxi sooner or later, but fortunately, Xie Yuyan is also about to arrive, and when the time comes, the two of them can touch each other, and there may be a surprise. After all, whether it is Zhong Ruoxi or Xie Yuyan, they are both roles that Li Qing cannot control, and they are dangerous enough for him.

Ram must be disposed of, Qian Liming has already obtained his specific location last time, and the person sent out to investigate should be able to come back tomorrow, Li Qing does not plan to let him go again this time. However, Ram is not a small role, and everything must be considered in the long term to avoid startling the snake. As for Gu Yue, Longxi is her home field, and Li Qing didn't expect to find her at all. But fortunately, he knows this woman's personality very well, as long as he waits for this woman to come to him when he can't bear loneliness.

Li Qing's brows furrowed tightly, in addition to his goal of finding the so-called Zhenfan Ancient Building, his other heart was still the Bagudi who turned Mo Li into a cripple. The revenge of the first team must be avenged, not only for Mo Li, but also for Xu Xin, for Yang Xun, and even for him Li Qing himself.

The name Bagudi has been in the dust of the Western world for a long time. But in the minds of the first team members, he is still new. As long as this name appears, it is a scar in the hearts of all the team members that cannot be healed.

Li Qing's fist in his trouser pocket tightened, and he couldn't imagine that he had missed it back then. So that this bane left behind at the beginning is still making waves on the border between Shillong and Huaxia many years later.

Bagudi, born in the famous Eastern killer organization, the Rakshasa Regiment. It is a group of religious killers who see hunting as an offering to the Emperor of Heaven and crush all the evils of the world in the name of God. The members of the Rakshasa Regiment are ruthless and cruel, even in the face of the losers within the Killer Regiment, there is no shortage of inhumane torture such as Ling Chi. And the root of all this depends on their first-class religious brainwashing.

In the ancient Eastern Continent, in addition to the Chinese Empire, there were many small eastern countries, and the Xilong Kingdom was one of them. These countries are divided by warlords, the political situation is chaotic, and the people are suffering for many years. This gave rise to a large number of suffering children, and the Rakshasa used local religious beliefs to attract these homeless children to the organization, and subjected them to religious brainwashing and harsh training, making these people world-class killing machines.

The power of faith is terrifying, it can make a person ignore hunger and cold, regardless of life and death, for the sake of true or false, ridiculous or great beliefs in his heart.

Coming from the lowest strata of society, Bagudi has long been under the control of his thoughts in the Rakshasas, which has led him to develop a distorted set of values. Coupled with his outstanding personal ability and uncompromising style, he gradually stood out among many killers and became the ace killer of the Rakshasa Regiment.

But human ambition is always endless, and the rapidly inflated self-confidence has made the Rakshasas no longer willing to succumb to the chaotic and barren war zone, and they want to expand their business territory to Europe and achieve greater benefits. When they knew that the Blood Skull, the pinnacle killer group in the Western world, was enough to make the Rakshasa Troupe work hard for a whole year, everyone within the Rakshasa Regiment went completely crazy. So, after careful deliberation, they came up with what they thought was an unprecedented plan, which they called "God's Expedition." This plan proclaims to spread the power of God to the whole world, to cleanse the West of sin and darkness, and to bathe all people, regardless of race and color, in the light of God. But in essence, it is nothing more than going to the Western world in the name of religion to grab territory and business, and plunder large sums of money.

In this way, as the rising star of the Rakshasa Regiment, Bagudi was sent to Europe to fight against the blood skeletons. And among the killers who went to Europe at that time, there was also a woman with incomparably beautiful women, she had long blond hair, a high nose bridge, light blue pupils, and fair and smooth flawless skin. This woman, with a long list of awkward and troublesome names, few people seem to be able to remember. But Yang Xun, who was a member of the Blood Skull first team at the time, remembered her in his heart, and also wrote down her other name, Wan'er.

After a few beautiful business, the Rakshasa Regiment's business in Europe has reached an impasse. Westerners are very pragmatic, they just need to see the results, they don't want to listen to your teachings, and they don't believe in this group of outsiders who do despicable things in the name of God.

No matter where you are, the act of wanting to be a and setting up a torii is always annoying.

After a painful experience, Bagudi finally found where the resistance to their progress came from. Most of the hunting business in the Western world was taken over by the Blood Skeleton, and the Blood Skeleton did an excellent job, especially the first team led by Li Qing, and the success rate of the mission even reached an incredible 100%. This achievement, even in the eastern war zone where the Rakshasa Regiment is dominant, cannot be compared. Wealthy patrons would rather spend more money for stability than reduce expenses in exchange for risk.

As a result, the Rakshasa can only work with other killer groups in the West to pick up cheap business that the Blood-Eating Skeletons are unwilling to undertake.

At that time, Bagudi was young, promising, ambitious, and pretentious. After consulting the high-level leaders of the Rakshasa Regiment, he focused all his attention on the Blood Skull, spent half a year collecting information, and then cleverly set up a game, hoping to overthrow the Blood Skull first team and make the Rakshasa Group famous in the Western world and rise to the top in one fell swoop.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about the beauty pass, and Bagudi didn't believe that Li Qing was at the age of blood and strength, and he would have no feeling for Wan'er, who was known for her beauty, so he took the lead in positioning the beauty plan, and the goal was directly aimed at the unique ace killer of the blood skeleton, Li Qing.

Contemplating the past consumes not only brain power, but also feelings.

Li Qing stopped walking, propped himself on the decadent brick wall with one hand, leaned back weakly, and slowly closed his eyes. His figure was all hidden in the darkness, and in an instant, Xu Xin's voice and smile surged towards him like ripples, layer upon layer, endlessly.

He remembered very well that it was a bleak twilight, and the fiery clouds were as red as blood.

The middle-aged man with ** body slipped from the side of the bed, his hands tightly choked his throat, his eyes widened, and he stared at Li Qing in disbelief.

Looking down, the fat on the middle-aged man's stomach hung down to his thighs, which made him feel nauseous.

"I see fear in your eyes, as everyone who has ever died at your hands. Now, they're all coming for you, grabbing you by the throat and pulling you into the abyss. Li Qing leaned over slightly and spoke slowly. Through those frightened pupils, the reflection of the golden mask could be seen.

After saying this, Li Qing slowly straightened his waist and slammed on the middle-aged man's neck, and with a crisp click, the pile of fat meat stopped moving.