At midnight, the lights finally went out.

Zhang Jiatian stood up, and at the same time rubbed his two hands desperately on his black pants, trying to rub his palms dry.

Then he drew his dagger with one hand, and he stepped forward.

Silently brushing the weeds with his trouser legs, he walked under the back window of the house in front of him. As far as he knew, the house was supposed to be the master's bedroom. Walking around the house and heading forward, he walked cautiously, and when he saw the guards standing in the front yard, he immediately stopped his steps and turned backwards. Returning to the back window, he reached out and gently pushed the sash - only to realize that the window was covered with a very thin transparent curtain.

The sharp tip of the knife was on the curtain, and he slid down with a slight force, cutting through the curtain like paper. This time, he reached in and pushed the window sash, and he pursed his lips and let out a silent laugh.

Because there is a gap between the two windows, there is no lock.

Cutting the curtain open, he pushed it open, then held his breath and jumped in. The room is dark and hollow, and the furniture is faintly visible. A curtain hung on one wall, and snoring could be heard from inside the curtain.

He walked and lifted the curtain, and slipped inside. Behind the curtain is a real bedroom, with a coat rack, a sofa chair, and a large copper bed, on which a person lies on all sides. The man's body was long, and a thick hairy leg stretched out diagonally from his nightgown and hung down to the ground. A plate of mosquito incense burned quietly at his feet, emitting a bright red light.

Zhang Jiatian couldn't see his face clearly, but from this person's tall figure, his identity was determined. His mind wandered between the knife and the gun for a moment, and finally he slowly took the first step and decided to use the knife.

With a knife, kill silently, and then walk silently.

But at this moment, the thick leg that stepped on the ground suddenly moved, as if the person on the bed wanted to change to a comfortable sleeping position.

Zhang Jiatian's breath trembled, and then he took a second step.

He was only a stone's throw away from the man on the bed, and in the darkness he had roughly determined the vital position of the other man, and he raised the dagger. But just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the red light on the ground disappearing.

It was a barefoot horn who stepped on the fire of mosquito incense, and after a moment, the person on the bed trembled: "Ouch!"

Zhang Jiatian stabbed it with a knife, a second late!

The man on the bed slammed to his feet, and the dagger that stabbed him in his throat fell to his chest. The tip of the knife shallowly pierced the nightgown and pierced into the flesh, Zhang Jiatian made such a ruthless hand for the first time, he didn't expect that the human body would be so tough and hard! Without thinking, he picked up the pillow and pressed it to the other party's face, he pressed it off, and the pillow blocked the person's mouth, but did not also block the person's nose. But he couldn't do it all over again, he could only keep holding it down like this, so that the man couldn't scream or raise his head. The other hand drew the knife out, and his eyes were red, and he stabbed down in the dark. And the man on the bed first waved his arms and legs and struggled desperately, struggling and struggling, Zhang Jiatian didn't dare to let go, only lowered his head to look at the man's face.

In the darkness, he saw two big round eyes - yes, it was Hong Xiaojiu!

Hong Xiaojiu looked at him directly, but Zhang Jiatian couldn't check whether he was dead at the moment. Suddenly a light flashed outside the window, and the light illuminated him and Hong Xiaojiu together for a moment, Hong Xiaojiu was still staring at him, and from those eyes down, it was full of blood.

The guards outside the room were probably changing shifts, and someone was speaking in a low voice. Zhang Jiatian let go as if he had just woken up from a dream, turned his head and ran. Rushing through a curtain and jumping over a window, he sped towards the back wall. The stems of the grass broke under the soles of his shoes, and the branches and leaves scraped against his clothes, all with an earth-shattering noise, so that when he saw the hemp rope hanging from the back wall, he was completely distraught, and only instinct remained.

Instinct made him grab the hemp rope with his bloody hands, and climb up the wall. When he climbed the wall, he forgot how high the wall was, and he jumped when he turned over. "Boom" fell to the ground, he got up and ran, his legs were a little disobedient, so he dragged his legs and ran, running staggered, his body couldn't stop hitting the brick wall on the side, and he was dizzy, but he didn't dare to stop - he had to run when he was dizzy, he had to run when he died, and if he really died, he had to die and go home, and he couldn't die here. This place is too close to the Hong Mansion, and the captain of Lei Duli's guard died here to arouse suspicion for Lei Duli.

A fire burned his heart, burning his mouth and heart. He ran forward in such a hurry, stumbling all the way home.

It's not his comfortable and spacious new home, which has a porter and servants, and is too crowded to be trusted. He went back to the old home that looked like a ragged pot and cold stove, and the old house didn't even have a dog, but it was safer.

So he rolled into his old house like a blood gourd, and when he lay on the broken kang, he couldn't move anymore.

Zhang Jiatian had a nightmare all night.

Hong Xiaojiu in the dream was stabbed by him in the intestines, but he was not dead, dragging a lot of intestines to chase and kill him. He was desperate, but his chest was full of pride: "Who let you bully our handsome? The handsome man is as kind to me as a mountain, if you bully him, I will kill you!"

He killed others, but he killed a body of truth and righteousness, Hong Xiaojiu was a ghost, and he was not afraid. Hong Xiaojiu pounced, biting his arm and biting his leg, he struggled and fought, on the one hand, he was afraid, on the other hand, he felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, he was fighting for Lei Duli, "although he died, he was still glorious".

When he was exhausted, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Panting and looking up, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted: "Big, handsome?"

He didn't know when Lei Duli came, and he didn't know how Lei Du Li found him, anyway, Lei Du Li was sitting on the edge of the kang now, looking down at him.

"What do you think now?" said Raido, "I don't see any serious injuries on you." ”

Zhang Jiatian's lips were dry, his breath was burning, his throat was like he had just swallowed a blade, and his speech was not like talking, but more like spurting blood and fire outward: "I'm fine, I'm not hurt at all, and no one has found me." When I entered the house, the man surnamed Hong was sleeping on the bed, and when I went up, I stabbed him in a mess. Don't worry, he will definitely die. ”

Lei Duli reached out and touched his forehead, and asked, "Why didn't you come to me?"

Zhang Jiatian replied: "I'm afraid that the people around you are unreliable, and I ran back to see you with blood, but it is not good for you." ”

Hearing this, Lei Duli nodded to him, smiled and sighed again.

"There is no news from Hong Xiaojiu's side, and I haven't seen you come back, I've been worried all night. He patted Zhang Jiatian's arm, smiled again, leaned over and whispered, "I didn't look away, you are a loyal boy." ”

Zhang Jiatian lowered his head, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Dashuai, you are interesting enough to me, of course I have to be interesting enough to you, otherwise what kind of person will I become?"

After saying this, he raised his eyes and looked at Lei Duli, and suddenly said, "Dashuai, I'm fine, you can go back!"

Lei Duli asked: "I can leave whenever I like, what are you anxious about?"

Zhang Jiatian replied: "This room is weirdly dirty, and it is not appropriate for you to sit here." ”

Governor Lei stood up, looked around the room, and said, "It's not appropriate. I'm not suitable, and neither are you. Let's go together!"

Zhang Jiatian sat up with a smile and stretched out his legs to get off the kang, but as soon as he stood up, he screamed and sat down. Seeing this, Lei Duli squatted down and pulled his trouser tube and tore it hard.

His trousers cracked, and his bruised, swollen ankles took a scare at the sight of the day. Rador pulled his other leg, grabbed the trouser and tore it again, and the other ankle was simply swollen and out of shape.

Zhang Jiatian was a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know how he came back from running across three streets with such two feet dragged last night.

The person who followed Lei Duli was Bai Xuefeng. Bai Xuefeng put Zhang Jiatian in the car and sent him back to Lei Mansion.

Doctors came to check on both of his legs and confirmed that the bones were fine, just sprained tendons and needed to recuperate. Zhang Jiatian enjoyed the doctor's diagnosis and treatment with peace of mind, and felt that he was a very promising loyal minister, with a bright face. Seeing that his face was full of red light, Lei Duli couldn't help but touch his head again, and ordered the doctor: "Look, is he having a fever?"

The doctor took Zhang Jiatian's temperature and found that he not only had a fever, but also that the temperature was not low. Zhang Jiatian took a piece of antipyretic medicine, and he didn't feel pain, but he was dizzy, but because he was proud in his heart, dizziness was also a kind of good dizziness, fluttering, "like walking on clouds".

Lying on the big sofa downstairs in the study, he refused to sleep. When he was awake, he was fearless and dared to kill 10,000 people, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Hong Xiaojiu was going to drag his intestines and shake in front of his eyes, not understanding his loyalty at all. In a trance, he quarreled with Hong Xiaojiu, and when he was talking loudly, he suddenly vaguely heard Lei Duli's voice.

He woke up all of a sudden, only to hear Inspector Lei ask Bai Xuefeng outside a curtain: "Is the news true?"

Bai Xuefeng replied in a low voice: "Hong Xiaojiu left the city at nine o'clock in the morning, it is said that he was carried into the car, and he was indeed not dead when he got in the car, and I don't know how long he can last after getting in the car." ”

When Zhang Jiatian heard this, he sat up as soon as he straightened up: "Handsome?"

The curtain moved, and Inspector Lei walked in. Zhang Jiatian looked up at him and asked anxiously, "Hong Xiaojiu is not dead?"

Lei Duli bent down and pressed him down: "If he didn't die, he would have to spend most of his life." ”

The brilliance on Zhang Jiatian's face immediately turned half gray: "How could he-"

Lei Duli ignored him, only sat down next to him, pondered silently for a moment, and suddenly clenched his fist and slapped his knee: "It's okay!"

Zhang Jiatian struggled and got up again: "Where did he go? I'll kill him again!"

Lei Duli was amused by his words, and pressed him back again: "No need, it's enough for him to die to this extent." ”

Zhang Jiatian lay down uneasily until the evening, when he heard that Inspector Lei had given an order to dismiss Hong Xiaojiu's division commander.

Zhang Jiatian didn't care what Hong Xiaojiu's crime was, Hong Xiaojiu was a well-known self-respecting soldier and had no superiors, and Lei Douli was not looking for a basket of charges against him? He just saw one thing: Lei Douli was going to seize this opportunity to beat Hong Xiaojiu's half-dead water dog!

Looking at it this way, although he only killed Hong Xiaojiu half to death, he still has merit.

Zhang Jiatian slept in the study all night, and the next day, Lei Duli thought that he had won the victory, so he wanted to send him home to recuperate, and he personally sent him home. Ye Chunhao heard that Zhang Jiatian sprained his foot, and also came to see him: "Second brother, what are you doing here? Why did you twist both feet together?"

Although Zhang Jiatian prides himself on being loyal, he doesn't dare to tell the truth, for fear of scaring Ye Chunhao: "Alas, who knows, I was so careless." ”

He has always been alive and kicking, but now he is suddenly injured and can't take a step, Ye Chun looks good in his eyes, and he can't help but be suspicious in his heart, afraid that he will not change his true colors as a gangster and fight with some powerful person. Zhang Jiatian didn't tell the truth, and she didn't ask questions, but when she saw that Inspector Lei wanted to send him away in a car, she smiled and asked, "Dashuai, if there is a place in the car, take me one too." ”

Lei Du nodded immediately.

Zhang Jiatian took Lei Duli's car and returned home majestically. Ye Chun watched coldly, just waiting for him to reveal his flaws - if he returned to the old path of not being motivated, then she had good intentions, and she must persuade him a few words.

In less than a moment, the car had stopped in front of Zhang's house. Bai Xuefeng commanded the accompanying guards and carried Zhang Jiatian into the room. Lei Duli was there, Ye Chunhao was also there, Zhang Jiatian refused to go to bed, and had to sit on the chair to entertain the two distinguished guests - in his heart, these two are tied for the first place in the world, if the world can be commented on by him, then they are a generation of pride in his eyes.

They are all lovely, they are all honorable, they are all things that He wants to worship, and they are all things that He can sacrifice for.