The silver short knife was deeply inserted into the wall, and the blade was almost completely gone, if it weren't for the light of a flashlight shining on it at this time, Captain Liu would have almost ignored it.

"Throwing knives?"

Supporting himself with one hand, Captain Liu lost his voice and said these two words.

The murder weapon that had taken away his six brothers was in front of his eyes, short and deadly, and just now, such a throwing knife hit the grenade that had been thrown in mid-air with precision.

This time, I'm afraid they have got into a hard idea.

As a local militia captain, Captain Liu knows many things that ordinary people don't know, such as martial arts.

The martial arts mentioned here are not those street showmanship, but the real kung fu of real swords and guns.

Bullets are nothing in front of those true martial artists, just like when facing a master who uses throwing knives, the opponent can completely solve the battle before the bullet has time to fly out of the chamber.

The master's reaction is so fast.

Captain Liu felt that they were meeting such a master now.

Things are in trouble.

Whether it is a master who uses a flying knife or a master who makes a sword, there is a 'sect' behind them.

It is by no means so easy to train a master, and it takes many years of practice to make a person throw a throwing knife that surpasses the bullet in speed, and the manpower and material resources required during this period can only be afforded by some major sects.

Many times people are not afraid of the individual masters.

What the world is afraid of are those sects.

It's just that Captain Liu can give up the task he has shouldered?

Save it, now that Captain Liu wants to evacuate unilaterally, I am afraid that the master who is disturbed by them will not agree.

After all, as soon as people make a move, they take their lives and put on an aggressive posture.

"Withdraw!"

Since you don't dare to fight, then the remaining options are obvious.

Captain Liu must bring the situation back here.

You must know that the order he received when he set out was nothing more than a 'reconnaissance', and in terms of actual operation, the most he could do was to see if someone in the orphanage had hidden the 'stolen money', and if so, to recover the stolen money.

It's just a matter of checking to see if the suspect is still in the orphanage.

It's just that he was anxious and wanted to make meritorious contributions, but when he did things, he turned the cart before the horse.

Maybe he shouldn't have taken out the photo in the first place.

Perhaps he shouldn't have made such a big deal about blocking the entrances and exits around the orphanage in the first place.

Perhaps, the master who was hiding in the orphanage at the beginning didn't plan to kill anyone.

He is to blame for everything.

However, these reflections will not appear in Captain Liu's mission report this time.

Hunched over, trying to avoid the area directly facing the doors and windows, Captain Liu fled with his team in dismay.

From beginning to end, no one looked at the corpse left in the porch, and the aunt who was lying in the doorway.

When the grenade exploded, Aunt Wang was the closest person to the explosion point except for Captain Liu, and the impact and loud noise from the explosion engulfed her consciousness at the first time.

Aunt Wang, who was lying on the ground, had blood flowing out of her seven orifices, but for a while, no one ran out of the orphanage to help her.

It's like there's been such a big commotion outside, but you can't hear anything from the inside.

Is there something going on in the orphanage?

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The development of many things in the world will never be as the parties guess, guessing the beginning, may not be able to guess the end.

"Second brother, do you know what Murong Gongzi's most powerful ability is?"

Cangmu Snake Jun opened his eyes with apprehension, perhaps because it was really reluctant for him to take a breath of this whole jar of wine, so his eyes were red.

"Oh, Murong Gongzi is a capable person like Brother Cangmu, who obeys his orders, and he must also be a master. Guess what a master is capable of, that's not my forte. Mo Xie casually put the jar on the table and made a 'bang' sound.

Mo Xie had already made up his mind to kill the Cangmu Snake Monarch, but before that, he had to find out from the Cangmu Snake Monarch's mouth about where the villagers in the town were being held at the moment.

"Oh, it looks like I've drunk too much. ”

Stroking his forehead slightly, Mo Ye felt that even with his physical fitness at the moment, he couldn't completely ignore alcohol.

The act of placing the jar on the table should have been silent.

He already felt a little dizzy after drinking too much.

"Ha, Gusu Murong has survived for thousands of years, relying on a kind of medicine. ”

Cangmu Snake Jun suddenly changed his tone, and his voice became sharp.

"Gusu Murong ......?"

Mo Xie felt that this name was very familiar, and when he was obsessed with martial arts novels, he didn't see the description of 'Murong Clan' in the book.

It's just that he didn't expect that the family also existed in reality.

And the Gusu Murong clan in reality is much stronger than the 'Gusu Murong' in the novel.

"That's right, Gusu Murong!"

Cangmu Snake Jun suddenly swept away the drunkenness on his face, and there was no trace of worry in his eyes.

Mo Xie's heart sank, and he suddenly felt that things were going to be worse.

"What the hell did I drink just now?"

Mo Xie was not a stupid guy, his hair was dizzy at the moment, and a strong tiredness was awakened from the depths of his brain.

His upper and lower eyelids soon began to fight, and if it weren't for his superior mental strength, I am afraid that he would have been unable to suppress it a long time ago.

"Ah Er. Cangmu Snake Jun smiled, there was no trace of masculinity in this smile, and the femininity that belonged to his martial arts path was once again reflected from his body, "Your internal cultivation is really admirable, ordinary people only need to smell this 'Ma Xiang Bone' to lose consciousness, and you can still stand after drinking three jars of liquor mixed with 'Ma Xiang Bone', I really admire this point." ”

"Hemp Bone ......?"

Another familiar name, if Mo Xie remembers correctly, the trademark of this medicine is absolutely unregistered.

(Hemp fragrant bones, the formula is unknown, the poisoned person's internal strength is completely lost, the body is weak, it is 'hemp bone'; and because its smell is similar to musk, it is added to the name of 'incense'.) ）

"But that's all you can do, sleep in peace, resist the power of the medicine is just asking for trouble. Cangmu Snake Jun smiled ruefully, "When you wake up, you will serve the Murong family for the rest of your life." ”

Hearing this strange statement, who can sleep in peace?!

"Drink!"

Mo Xie felt that his brain had become extremely sluggish, and even the ordinary action of drawing his sword had become extremely slow.

He felt like he was playing a big game on a network with a latency of 100+, and the images he got from his retina were jumping frame by frame.

"It's over, can you escape?"

Mo Xie knew that he must not close his eyes at this time, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he would probably really fall asleep.

So even if the picture quality is very bad, he still has to keep 'playing'.

"Not bad, good swordsmanship!"

It's just that his sword slowed down after all, and a set of "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" didn't hurt Cangmu Snake Jun in the slightest.

The sword qi can't be adjusted, and the spiritual power has to be used to fight against the medicinal power, and the only thing that Mo Ye can use to fight at this moment is his own physical strength.

His "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" has shrunk directly from 'Sword Seventeen' to a level where he can barely even use 'Sword Eight'.

For Cangmu Snake King, he can still cope with this level of sword speed.