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Four hours, for the most elite professional soldier, it is very simple to kill two ordinary people and find their traces

Although Xiaoyang Town is called a town, most of them are still peasants in the middle of the noon sun, and they are irritable and call the villagers to gather together in groups of three and five, sit in the shade of a tree to enjoy the shade, and are talking about the murder of Zhou Zhenping half a year ago and the shooting this morning

For this town, Zhou Zhenping is too familiar, that is, he can walk all over the streets and alleys with his eyes closed, which is also the professional inertia of a professional soldier, and he will first be familiar with the environment every time he goes to a place, and he has lived here for more than ten years, that is, he knows which family has dogs and how many chickens he has

At this time, in order to attract the attention of the villagers and reduce the possibility of Zhou Zhenping's identity being exposed, Ye Tianming was leading the team members to walk slowly on the only painted road in the town with heavy and neat steps

The villagers looked at these soldiers who suddenly appeared, and they all followed from a distance, wondering what was going on, and the more people gathered, the louder and louder the chatter

"I went to the execution ground today, and I heard talk about these soldiers who seem to be Zhou Zhenping's comrades," a young man said

"The soldier at the front holding the urn won't be Xiaopingzi," said an old man

"I look like an old man, I haven't heard of anyone dead in the town, and it's a soldier to see him off."

The old man sighed: "Alas! Xiao Pingzi is such a good person, no matter what a family finds him, he doesn't say a word, but it's such a good person, how can this end up like this, this family is really pitiful, and Niuniu's little girl, she is only nine years old, obedient, and sensible, Bai Shihua, that beast kills well, Xiao Pingzi is worthy of being a real man, bloody"

"Old man, I'll go back and get two bottles of wine and see off Xiaopingzi"

"You go, bring the two bottles of Moutai that I treasured" Hearing what the old couple said, the villagers suddenly realized and went home to get the offerings

According to the location described by Zhou Zhenping, Ye Tianming found the graves of his wife and daughter on a small hillside less than a kilometer away from the town, but there were no tools to dig the graves, and they couldn't dig them by hand

"Comrade! I am Zhou Zhenping's neighbor, my husband died early, our orphans and widows have a very difficult life, if it weren't for the care of Brother Zhou and Zhou's sister-in-law's family, I think my two babies would have starved to death today, let our mother and son repay his family, Brother Zhou's grave will let the two babies dig it" After speaking, his eyes were red, and tears dripped down the corners of his eyes

At this time, several more villagers came over: "Yes! Homosexuals! Which of us, the brothers and sisters of the old and young masters in the village, has not received the favor of Brother Zhou's family? Let's do something one last thing for their family today."

Ye Tianming only found out at this time that there was a crowd of people standing not far behind them, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't expect Zhou Zhenping's popularity here to be like this, looking at the simple and unpretentious faces, and some were still secretly crying Ye Tianming's heart swelled with a trace of emotion, he was moved by the true feelings of these unpretentious villagers