Just after Li Wentao and others entered the Feng'an Hall one after another, Zhao Cai went to make a report and came to another independent side hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the Yasukuni Shrine, there is no shortage of such buildings.

Originally, there should be no one in this kind of building, after all, it was late at night, but this side hall was full of people.

All of them are in high spirits and ready to go.

After Zhao Cai came in, he walked straight to the leader and reported respectfully: "Sir, the fish has been baited"

"Roaring"

The chief sighed, patted Zhao Cai's shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "You did a good job, I am very satisfied, and I will reward you for your meritorious deeds when the matter is over, now there is nothing for you here, you can go back"

"Yes"

Zhao Cai didn't dare to say a word, and respectfully withdrew again, and his figure gradually disappeared into the earth.

But underground, Zhao Cai did not leave the Yasukuni Shrine according to the order of the chief, but secretly entered the Feng'an Temple.

Along the way, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was planning.

……

The light walks in the sky, and the darkness is hidden behind, because people always like to find a dark place when they do things that cannot see the light.

The gaze returned to the temple of Bong'an.

Li Wentao, who followed all the way, passed through the main gate of Feng'an Palace, and followed straight to a secret door.

Without hesitation, after passing through the secret door, a staircase that sloped down was revealed, leading to the deep and dark underground.

"It's underground again," Li Wentao frowned.

To this day, Li Wentao has summed up a truth with his own personal experience, all bad things happen underground.

Seeing that the people of the rescue team were still desperate to break in, Li Wentao only hesitated, and then followed closely.

The stairs are not very long, and they reach the end quickly.

At the end, a tightly closed door appeared in front of them, blocking everyone's path and conveying a message at the same time.

In front is a room.

A large house price, it is not difficult to see the scale of the interior space from the door alone, and the appearance of the door is still a traditional wooden door.

Of course, it's not the door in the Chinese tradition, but the door in the Japanese tradition.

When I opened the door, the originally dark vision suddenly opened up, not only the room, this is clearly a hall.

There was nothing in the hall, except for a few regular and orderly load-bearing columns, and it was very empty.

Li Wentao didn't enter this time, and if he had entered now, he would have directly bumped into the people of the rescue team.

Hide on the outside of the door and look at it with a clairway eye.

And just after the rescue team entered, they just looked around, showing that they were also here for the first time.

And then continue to go deeper.

As I was about to pass through the hall, from behind the living wooden planks at one end of the hall, a large number of swords-wielding enemies emerged one after another, all dressed in kimonos, as if to fit the architectural style here, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like a Japanese so-called samurai.

There were a hundred of them.

A hundred samurai armed with swords lined up in front of them, enclosing the entire hall on three sides.

But the door that came in from the outside was not fenced.

"Wai three is missing one, have these people read the art of war?" Li Wentao, who had been watching outside the door, said in his heart.

It can be seen that Li Wentao has no intention of going in.

He had seen them one by one with his probing skills, and these warriors were numerous, and they looked very bluffing, but in fact they could not pose a threat.

The people of the rescue team are all carefully selected masters, although it is impossible to have innate masters, but in the face of a hundred samurai whose realm is far below them, it is still enough.

It's just a matter of dying.

Immediately, shouts and killings were heard in the hall, and Japanese and Chinese were mixed together, intertwined into the melee scene in front of them.

Li Wentao kept watching, indifferent.

Now even he could see that the enemy must have known about his side of the movement, so he set up an ambush in advance.

Now, hiding is meaningless.

And even Li Wentao can see the problem, those who have been carefully selected by the team members, naturally it is not difficult to see.

is fighting at this moment, and I don't care about any concealment, one by one is like fighting chicken blood, full of momentum.

It doesn't matter if you're exposed, it's not about fighting, it's not about dying, it's important to complete the mission and rescue the mission target.

This is the essential difference between them and Li Wentao.

Another difference is that Li Wentao is still in a detached posture, ignoring the battle in the hall.

Until the end of the battle.

A hundred samurai, not one of them were all turned into cold corpses, and they were all fighting to the death.

Should I say it or not, this point is still quite shocking to Li Wentao's sight, if it were him, he would not be able to fight to the death without retreating.

After a bloody battle, although there was a huge difference in strength, there were 100 people, and the members of the rescue team were more or less tired.

After a short rest, taking some elixirs that would help restore their internal strength quickly, they headed deeper into the hall again.

They could clearly see that the enemy came out of it, which means that there must be other places in the hall.

Before they saw the goal, everyone naturally did not retreat.

It was only after the rescue team went deep that Li Wentao, who had been watching coldly, officially entered the hall and couldn't help but wonder when he saw the corpses in such a place.

"What is this going on?"

Li Wentao couldn't understand the meaning of the appearance of these warriors.

If these low-level warriors do not form a certain number of people, it is difficult for them to form a mortal threat to the warriors of the high-level realm.

A hundred warriors is quite reasonable to deal with a Dacheng martial artist, but it can deal with a squad composed of more than a dozen people, although not all of them are Dacheng martial artists, it is definitely not enough.

Li Wentao could see it, and the personnel of the rescue team could also see it, but couldn't the enemy see it?

Li Wentao will not be self-righteous because of the national plot, and the enemies behind the scenes are all brainless fools.

Now that we have learned of the actions of the rescue team and set up an ambush in advance, how can we only have such a cheap means?

No matter how bad it is, it's not a country, is it just this means?

Obviously, this can't be.

Li Wentao looked preoccupied, and after continuing to go deeper into the hall, he saw a secret door again, and behind the secret door was a staircase that sloped downward.

It is exactly the same structure as when it came in.

And just after Li Wentao entered, a head was revealed in the hall full of bloody corpses, which was Zhao Cai, who had been secretly observing.

Looking at Li Wentao's back, he was stunned.

After a while, there was a faint sound from outside, as if something was pouring in, overwhelming the sky and making a huge noise.

Although every effort has been taken to avoid making sounds, it is inevitable that there will be some movement on such a large scale.

After hearing the movement, Zhao Cai quickly sank into the ground and disappeared again.

And then, the hair poured into the hall in an overwhelming manner, and then occupied the entire hall.

At the same time, it will also completely cut off the rescue team and Li Wentao's back road.

There is no entry and no exit! (To be continued.) )