When the four of them returned to Heiwa Village, it was already dark, and Heiwa Village was immersed in darkness, with no lights, as if it was an uninhabited and abandoned village.

Ahsan and Usty were already asleep, and when Ling Feng and Vivian entered the room, they woke up Ahsan, who was not yet asleep. He asked, "Mr. Arab, where have you and Miss Bipasha been?" ”

Ling Feng lit the oil lamp and said, "We went to walk around the outside of the village, got lost, and finally found our way home. But don't worry, we're fine. ”

Usty's voice came from next door, "Mr. Arab, do you want me to make you dinner?" ”

Ling Feng said, "No, we ate some dry food, and we are not hungry." Rest and leave us alone. ”

"Okay, then we'll go to bed." Usty's voice.

There was a rustling sound next door, a bit like the sound of undressing, a bit like the sound of tidying up the quilt, and then it fell silent.

Ramasingh, who was holding Adams, was about to speak, but Ling Feng motioned for him not to speak. Although Ramasingh didn't understand Ling Feng's intentions, he did so.

Vivian was also signaled by Ling Feng's agreement, and she shrugged her shoulders in confusion and asked Ling Feng why with her body language. Ling Feng didn't answer her, but put his head on the stone wall, listening carefully to the voice next door.

Vivien suddenly realized something, and she reached behind her waist and pulled her pistol.

"Bipasha, dear, let's sleep too." While listening to the voice next door, Ling Feng said this to himself.

Vivien was stunned for a moment, then cooperated, "Okay, dear." Sister Usty says we're going to have our own children, so you'll have to work hard tonight. ”

Ling Feng, "......"

It's a very strict thing, because this sentence is suddenly not strict.

Vivien's cooperation was a little too much, she kneaded the quilt back and forth, making a sound similar to rolling a sheet, and her mouth mimicked the kind of ecstatic and cheerful sound. She didn't think of Ramasingh standing at the door as a living man, she seemed to treat people like a piece of wood, a bucket or something, so she didn't care about people's feelings at all, and she didn't feel unnatural or embarrassed herself.

Are girls in the British Empire so open?

At this time, Ling Feng left the stone wall and slowly retreated. He also gestured backwards for Vivien and Ramasingh to leave the room.

Vivien and Ramasingh stepped back at the same time. Ramasinger stepped back quietly, while Vivien groaned as she retreated.

Just as the three of them retreated to the door, a cloud of pale blue smoke suddenly drifted from the gap between the stone wall and the beams. The smoke spread and fell rapidly into the room, and there was a faint vegetal scent in the air.

"Honey, you're moving." Vivien said.

Ling Feng reached out and covered her mouth, "Honey, how do I feel like my head is ......so dizzy," he didn't say any more, and pushed Ramasingh and Vivian out of the room.

As soon as he left the room, Ling Feng crept towards the door of Ahsan and Usty's room. Without him having to explain, Vivien also took the gun to the other side of the door. Rama Singh also took the child and hid behind the Mitsubishi SUV parked in the yard, he put Adams, who was still asleep, on the ground, then pulled out his gun, used the body of the car as a cover, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the door.

There was silence in Usty and Ahsan's room, and no sound came out. But the silence lasted only two or three minutes, and soon there was the sound of rustling and then footsteps from the house. The people in the room were coming to the door.

At the door, Ling Feng and Vivien were both nervous.

Ramasingh next to the Mitsubishi SUV took a deep breath, Ling Feng and Vivian's nervousness was a normal psychological reaction, but he had an extra layer of fear.

The door suddenly opened, and a monk dressed in monk's robes suddenly appeared from behind the door. He had no firearms in his hands, but he had a long blowpipe with a soft leather airbag at the other end of the blowpipe. There is also a knife with a blade on the inside and a curved front end, giving it a very sharp, very eerie feel.

The monk suddenly saw Ling Feng and Vivian, and his face changed suddenly.

At that moment, Ling Feng suddenly stepped forward and smashed the handle of his gun into his head. The monk instinctively raised his hand to block as he stepped back. However, he underestimated Ling Feng's speed and strength, and before his arm could be fully raised, the metal handle slammed into his head. The sharp pain and dizziness instantly overwhelmed his senses, but before he could faint and fall to the ground, Vivien's foot kicked between his legs, and the indescribable pain instantly spread through every nerve, and he fell to the ground with a bang, never to get up again.

"Look at him, I'll go see Usty and Ahsan." Ling Feng stepped over the monk's body and walked towards the bed.

Ahsan and Usty lay motionless on the bed, Ahsan had only a pair of trousers on her body, but Usty had no clothes on her. On the floor next to the bed was her little clothes and pants, which were clearly torn.

Ahsan definitely won't tear Usty's little clothes and pants, even if he is anxious, he has to spend money to buy it, right? Usty's little coat and pants must have been torn off by the monk at the door.

I have to say that Usty's figure is really good, the big place is big, the thin part is fine, but the skin is a little rough. However, it is precisely this kind of roughness that is unique to rural women, and it seems to have a simple and natural beauty.

"Uh-huh." Vivien coughed, as if to alert someone who was staring at someone else's daughter-in-law.

Ling Feng smiled awkwardly, reached out and touched Ah San's carotid artery, and then reached out to touch Usty's carotid artery. The two only fainted, with no signs of injury or poisoning. This discovery relieved Ling Feng, if Ahsan and Usty lost their lives because of their stay, his conscience would be disturbed.

After a brief inspection, Ling Feng covered Usty and Ahsan with a quilt.

"Let's take this guy away, find a place to ask him about the temple of the goddess Kali, he must know a lot." Ling Feng said. That's why he didn't kill the monk, he just knocked him out.

"The mountains and forests behind Ramasinger's house are a nice place, and we took him there for interrogation." Vivien said, helping the monk up and carrying it on her shoulders.

The monk was very strong, weighing at least one hundred and fifty catties, Ling Feng saw that she was struggling to carry it, so he said, "I'll come, you can just bring the things we want to use." ”

"Okay, thank you." Vivian smiled and honestly handed over the monk to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng carried the monk out of the room, and Ramasingh also picked up Adams. He had just heard Vivien's words and knew that Ling Feng was going to take the stunned monk to the mountain forest behind his house for interrogation.

Vivien walked inside and put Ling Feng's backpack on her back. The backpack contained Ling Feng's makeup toolbox, as well as some more important things, such as a passport or something. With her backpack on her back, she went to the Mitsubishi SUV again, opened the trunk, and took out a large bag of munitions, including the plastic box containing the sniper rifle.

She and Ling Feng had originally planned to go to the temple tonight, and the appearance of this monk made the determination to carry out this plan even greater and more urgent. The reason was very simple, the other party had already attacked her and Ling Feng, if this monk did not return to the temple, the other party would definitely strengthen his precautions and even send more people to deal with her and Ling Feng.

When he came to Ramasinghe's door, Ling Feng said, "Mr. Ramasinghe, you take care of your children, Vivian and I will go to the mountains and forests, and we will be back soon." ”

"I know what you're going to do, but you don't have to go to the woods, I have a cellar at home where I can store sweet potatoes," Ramasinghe said. It's so well sealed that even the most terrible screams won't be heard from outside. If you are in the mountains and forests, the surroundings are quiet, and the sound will be heard far away. ”

I have to say that Rama Singh is a very careful person, and even this point has been taken into account.

Severe interrogation, the interrogated person will definitely have the sound of screaming, the environment is quiet at night, the slightest sound will be transmitted far away, and it is not good to be heard by the monks in the temple.

"Okay, then do it in your cellar." Ling Feng said.

Ramasinger took Adams to open the door and suddenly said, "Oops, the lock is broken, someone has gone in." ”

"Hmm......" Ling Feng said a little embarrassed, "I kicked it badly." ”

"I see, it's okay, I understand, come with me." Ramasingh pushed open the door and walked in.

Ling Feng and Vivien followed in.

The cellar was a very simple cellar, the entrance was blocked by a water tank, and Ling Feng didn't find it when he searched during the day.

Ramasingh entered the cellar first and lit the oil lamp.

The cellar was stacked with sweet potatoes and some farm tools, such as hoes, sickles, and nylon ropes, which were very dirty. There was a stagnant musty smell in the air, and it felt terrible.

Ling Feng threw the monk on his shoulder to the ground. The light of the oil lamp shone on the monk's face, and Ling Feng and Vivian actually saw the details of his face clearly at this time.

This monk is very young, less than thirty years old, with a horizontal face and a strong physique, if he changes into a black suit and wears a pair of sunglasses, he is the image of an iron man's bodyguard, not a monk at all.

"We don't have much time, so let's start now." Ling Feng said.

Vivien picked up a rope and a scythe, "I'll tie him up with a rope first, you come and ask him questions, and if he doesn't answer, I'll cut his flesh with a scythe." I don't believe he can handle it. ”

Ling Feng, "......"

She really dares to do anything, and she doesn't even blink an eyelid when she says something like this.

But at this moment, Ramasingh suddenly let out a strange scream, rushed to the monk lying on the ground like crazy, and kicked the monk in the head.

His foot was so powerful that the monk's head smoothed out at least a foot on the ground!

Ling Feng grabbed him, "What's the matter?" You want to kill him? We're going to start interrogating him. ”

Two tears rolled out of Ramasinger's eyes, and he pointed to the monk lying on the ground, and choked up: "That's it, that's him, that's him...... My wife died at his hands! His name is Dharoka and I will never forget his face until I die! ”

No wonder he was so excited, Ling Feng never thought that the monk who was subdued in Ah San's house was actually the murderer of Ramasingh's wife. In this way, his wish for revenge will soon come true.