"Whew. ”

Baili Qingfeng threw aside the blood-stained sword in his hand, just leaned against the wall, slipped down, and sat down.

Blood......

Stain the walls red.

He raised his head slightly, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes, with a hint of yearning.

A......

A yearning for a peaceful life.

Pity......

There's no going back.

There is no going back to that peaceful environment.

And he ......

It's no longer the same person he used to be.

At the moment, his hands were covered in blood.

Counting the Jiang family, Aite and his son, there are already more than fifty people who have died at his hands.

Although everything he killed was a person who deserved to be killed, and every person he killed was deserved, he was not pure now.

The fresh breeze with the smell of rain blew in through the window, slightly taking away the fishy smell in the room.

Baili Qingfeng was blowing the wind and squinting his eyes slightly......

Tired.

He was a little tired.

Since last night, he has been running around endlessly, killing more than once, until now, it has been more than ten hours, more than ten hours without a good rest, and most of the time is still in high-intensity fighting, nervous, physically tired, and just now, he was shot three times!

Not one shot or two shots, it's three shots!

This serious injury......

He's really tired......

"I can't hold it anymore......"

Baili Qingfeng's voice was weak.

He needed to take a break, close his eyes and rest.

Thereupon......

His eyelids drooped.

Although he knew that he could not sleep once he slept......

You'll really fall asleep, and you'll be delayed on the train back to Char.

But......

The wind is blowing, it's so comfortable, I really want to sleep.

"Ding Dong!"

A slight noise came from underneath him.

Baili Qingfeng opened his eyes slightly and looked at the position of his shoulder.

As the wound from the shot healed, a bullet was pushed out by the growing muscles and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Hmm......"

Baili Qingfeng shook his head.

He actually fell asleep, and slept for an hour or two?

Sure enough, staying up late is unavoidable, hurting the body and nerves, and it is easy to doze off in the afternoon.

This sleep down...... The smallest wound has healed.

However, the other two gunshot wounds are more serious, and if you want to recover, I am afraid that you will have to wait until tomorrow.

Especially......

"The body's rejection response automatically expells the bullet, but ...... Before the bullet is discharged, it seriously affects normal activities......"

Baili Qingfeng frowned: "The pistol bullet, the power is not too big or small, you can pass through the body, even if it pierces the heart and lung lobes, it doesn't matter, don't leave the bullet in the body, you can't go up or down, you can't die, it's very painful to take the bullet, and the bullet will be very embarrassing......"

He was picked up by the sword he had left aside, and pointed it at the wound.

The pain of cutting a cut in one's body with a sword and taking out a bullet is tantamount to scraping a bone to heal a wound, and no one can bear it.

"The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are motivated to endure and gain what they cannot!

Baili Qingfeng was silent for a moment, his eyes were resolute, and with a strong ideological awareness, he stabbed the sword into his body, cut the wound, gritted his teeth, and took the bullet out of it with a slightly pale face.

Irregular incisions?

No anti-inflammatories?

The sword is not sterilized?

It's not something he needs to think about.

"Ding-dong. ”

Soon, both bullets were taken down by Baili Qingfeng and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, after more than an hour of rest, the bullets had been ejected from his body a lot, otherwise......

The wound will be bigger and the body will be more painful.

"Punishment!"

Baili Qingfeng broke out in a cold sweat, as if he had been hollowed out of all the strength in his body, and his face was pale and he couldn't see any blood.

"This is punishment! Although I killed dozens of people in order to eliminate the evil on behalf of heaven, every life should be respected, and I deprived them of their lives and deserved the punishment they deserved...... But for the sake of the country to be less sinful, and for the world to be able to be peaceful, this punishment ...... I am a hundred miles of Qingfeng, willing to bear it, no regrets. ”

Baili Qingfeng let out a long breath.

After resting for another half hour, and realizing that the wound he had cut with his sword was almost healed, he got up again and searched through the Iron Sword Gate.

Soon, he found a secret room.

It can't be said that it is a secret room, this secret room has actually been opened, and there are still a lot of firearms in it, such as the pistols and rifles of the people of the Iron Sword Gate, which are probably taken out of this secret room.

In addition to firearms, there are still some miscellaneous things in the secret room, including the Tiger Roar Boxing, Dragon and Crane Eight Styles, and Songshan Boxing inherited from the Iron Sword Gate.

Baili Qingfeng looked at it for a moment, ignored it, and opened a cabinet that he knew at a glance was a collection of valuables.

The first floor of the cabinet consisted of a pile of useless passbooks, bank cards, notepads, CDs, and the like, while on the second floor were some jewels and a sword, and it was only on the third floor that he saw stacks of banknotes.

This sense of déjà vu......

Baili Qingfeng thought of the Jiang Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Sure enough, the brain circuits of people who practice martial arts are almost the same. ”

Baili Qingfeng was speechless.

The second floor of the Jiang Clan's Martial Arts Hall is a gun, and the Iron Sword Gate is a sword?

It's not a golden sword, it's not a silver sword, it's actually an iron sword.

Could it be that the reason why the Iron Sword Gate is called the Iron Sword Gate is because of this iron sword?

Baili Qingfeng quickly set his eyes on the banknotes, counted them, and there were only sixty stacks.

The dignified Iron Sword Gate, located in Miro City, has dozens of martial artists in the door, and is poorer than the Jiang Clan's Martial Arts Hall?

"Sixty stacks is sixty stacks. ”

Shaking his head, Baili Qingfeng didn't want to say anything: "I can know this money without guessing, it must be stained with blood and sins, if you want to wash away the sins on this money, the only way to do good deeds is to use it for good deeds, my family owes hundreds of thousands of debts, and it is a single-parent family, and now I was seriously injured by three shots in a row, and it definitely belongs to the vulnerable group in urgent need of help. ”

Baili Qingfeng found a box from the secret room and put sixty stacks of banknotes in it, and at the same time, the 200,000 yuan in the leather bag was also transferred to the box.

But even so, the box that could hold a million bills was not filled.

In this regard, Baili Qingfeng did not force it.

He's not a money-conscious person.

He put the leather bag that originally belonged to the Iron Sword Gate on the ground, which was regarded as returning it to its original owner, and he carried the sword with him to clean the blood stains on it.

Looking at the blood-stained figure in the mirror, Baili Qingfeng paused, and finally withdrew his gaze.

After cleaning the sword, Baili Qingfeng searched for a while, found a set of shirts and suits that seemed to be newly bought, and after feeling that the size was appropriate, he borrowed the bathroom of the iron sword gate to clean it a little and changed his clothes.

After burning his set of clothes, Baili Qingfeng put the sword in the sword box, carried it to his body, carried the box, picked up the umbrella, and walked out of the iron sword gate.

Before leaving, he naturally did not forget to help the people of the Iron Sword Gate lock the door.

And at the moment when he stepped out of the Iron Sword Gate, the rain that had been falling for a long time stopped, and the golden sunlight sprinkled down through the clouds, rendering the sky bright.

Just as the light of justice pierces the haze of sin, it has shone on the earth and brought light and hope to people.

"When you come, there are thunderstorms, and when you go, the sky is full of gold...... Sure enough, it was Heaven praising what I had done...... One sword fought for nine hundred miles, and one person leveled the Iron Sword Gate...... Although the hardships are difficult to explain to outsiders, and the pain has made me feel painful more than once, ...... Everything I do, it's worth it!"

Baili Qingfeng raised his head slightly, greeted the sun, dragged out a long shadow, and his figure gradually faded away.

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