At the end of Huangshi Village, there is a somewhat dilapidated house, and the small yard is surrounded by a fence, although it is very dilapidated, but it is very clean. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At the wooden table by the window in the info room, a young man in a linen robe, his hair casually draped behind him, and his eyes as bright as black pearls sat upright, holding an ancient book in his hand and looking at it with relish.

For a long time, the young man reluctantly put the ancient book in his hand flat on the table, and under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, the four big black characters on the cover of the ancient book were faintly visible, the military record of Beining. This is a relatively remote book, which is a record of the life in the army after the retirement of a soldier who once served as a middle-level officer in the Bac Ninh Army, and it also involves some combat records of the Bac Ninh Army.

The rainstorm washed everything away, and it also became the best cover for some people. Two warriors in black tights were lying on the big tree not far from the entrance of the village, and the rain dripping through the gaps in the leaves fell on the two of them, and they were evaporated by the majestic qi and blood of the two in a moment.

One of them suddenly pricked up his ears and asked the other, "Seven, seems to be moving?" The other person known as Seven listened carefully to the sounds around him, and there were some other sounds mixed in with the noisy rain, dense footsteps.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly, silently hiding their figures deeper, in the gloomy rainy day, coupled with the shadow of the big tree, the two people in black perfectly blended into the surrounding environment.

The disorganized human heads kept walking under the tree, and no one noticed the two people who were climbing on the tree, "Seven" silently looked at the figures who kept walking below, and quickly analyzed the identities of these people from the clothes of these people, some of them were also wearing dirty linen robes, holding rusty iron knives in their hands, and even more shabby ones holding kitchen knives as weapons.

Outcasts, no, it's a bunch of outcasts to be exact!

There were no old people or children in the group, only a few women, but even the women were the kind of women who were women.

The destination of this group of people is Huangshi Village not far ahead, looking at the scattered houses in front of them, this group of people is about to glow green, greedily looking at the village in front.

At the entrance of the village, a family happened to be washing dishes and chopsticks under the eaves, and the heavy rain blocked the view, until the rogues approached the village, they realized that something was wrong, and they were so frightened that the chopsticks in their hands fell to the ground, and they quickly rushed into the courtyard and closed the courtyard door, shouting loudly, "There are rogues!

But how far can the sound come out of a rainstorm?

The mob rushed forward in a rough manner, slammed the door with their weapons, and even climbed directly into the yard fence, and the head of the household rushed into the house, picked up his five-year-old daughter and wife, and ran to the back door.

The wooden door of the compound was smashed, and a group of thugs rushed in and did not rush to chase the head of the household and others, but rushed into the house to search for food.

The head of the household who ran out of the back door anxiously asked his wife what to do, compared to the cowardly and unassertive head of the household, this wife seemed much more decisive, "I'll go to the village chief, you quickly hold the child and go to your nephew Ning Lie." "Ning Lie?" the head of the household was stunned.

The wife couldn't beat him angrily, "Although Ning Lie, this kid is usually a little lazy, and he is too lazy to manage the crops in the field on weekdays, but his ancestor's marksmanship has never given up practicing, at least it is much better than you." The head of the household remembered that he had sometimes seen Ning Lie practicing marksmanship in his yard, and suddenly felt a little ashamed that he had felt that practicing martial arts was a waste of time, and often admonished Ning Lie to focus on planting crops.

In the heavy rain, a spear in Ning Lie's hand waved like a dragon, the gray-white wooden spear danced in the air one after another, the whistling sound of breaking the air was screaming and piercing, and the water droplets were directly shattered as soon as they fell on the gun, "Whew!" The spear formed a semicircle in the air, smashing it on the ground, unable to withstand such a huge force, the wooden spear was directly smashed into pieces, and debris was scattered all over the sky. "Boom. "A deep gunshot mark was on the ground, and if you look closely, you can see that the small courtyard is covered with such gunshot marks.

He exhaled deeply, letting the torrential rain wash over him, as if washing away the dust on his body, Ning Lie's temperament became more and more refined, and he kept calculating his marksmanship just now in his mind, thinking about the shortcomings, and constantly evolving how to improve.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A quick knock came from the door, "Xiao Lie, open the door quickly, I'm your brother-in-law." Although Ning Lie was a little puzzled as to why his uncle had to come to such a heavy rain, he still hurried to open the door, after all, since his parents died of illness three years ago, his uncle's family has taken care of themselves on weekdays, and they are also his only relatives in the world.

Pushing open the door, he saw his uncle holding his five-year-old sister anxiously, Ning Lie noticed that something was wrong, looked around, and took his uncle into the house after not finding anything wrong. "Uncle, what's wrong?

Uncle Ning Lie gasped, and before he had time to wipe the water droplets on his body, he told Ning Lie all the things in the village, Ning Lie's face changed after hearing this, and a burst of light appeared in his eyes, and the uncle sitting opposite him only felt that the nephew in front of him suddenly became very strange at this moment.

Ning Lie's face was solemn, "Uncle, when your aunt also comes over, you can take Xiao An up the mountain first, and I will go to inform the young and strong families in the village." After struggling, the uncle gritted his teeth and said, "I'll also go and inform the villagers." Ning Lie's face sank, although he looked young, he had a kind of extraordinary majesty, "What if you also go to that Xiao'an?"

This sentence hit his uncle's weakness, looking at Ning An, who was trembling in his arms, his uncle smiled bitterly, "Okay, after your aunt notifies the village chief, I will take Xiao An up the mountain." ”

Ning Lie took out three sets of hats from the cabinet, handed them to his brother-in-law, and then lifted the iron gun placed in the corner of the wall, "Then I'll go first!"

After all, this is just a team of homeless people not long ago, and they have become rogues temporarily, don't expect much discipline, and after entering the village, they will scatter in a hurry, and as soon as they see a portal, they will smash it, rush in and grab food, and if anyone dares to resist, the weapons in their hands will be cut down mercilessly.

For a while, the cry rang out, and the inferior nature of human beings was exposed at this moment, and in the chaotic situation, all kinds of evil deeds were gradually exposed.