After hours of torture, Qian Yi has become a bloody man. Wei Qiang, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but secretly admire that Qian Yi was really an amazing man. Even professionally trained agents are difficult to support like Qian Yi under such high-intensity torture.

No matter what trick Lian Bu Zhichi used, Qian Yi always said: "The Longquan Sword has been taken away by the Qian army."

When a lie is told a thousand times, it becomes the truth.

Zhou Xiaogang, who was standing on the side, said flatteringly: "Lian Bu Shaozuo, maybe what Qian Yi said is true?" ”

"No——! The people of China are cunning and cunning! Qian Yi's words are not credible! Everyone is tired today, so let's rest first. Tie Qian Yi here, and you leave a few people to guard it. The others went to rest first. ”

Lian Buzhichi yawned and cursed and left. Everyone is not iron, tossing for a day, which one is not tired? Qian Yi was tied to a wooden cross, his head drooping, covered in blood. If it weren't for the long years of iron training to develop a good body, it is estimated that he would have died a long time ago.

Zhou Xiaogang saw that Lian Buzhichi was gone, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he stayed on the night shift. guarded a half-dead Qian Yi, and left two members of the action team. Zhou Xiaogang brought a rattan chair and sat on the rattan chair and fell asleep. The other two team members also began to feel sleepy, sitting and napping.

At this point, the time has passed.

The lights in the torture room are on. The surroundings slowly quieted down. Everyone in the police station is drifting off to sleep.

Wei Qiang is like a cheetah cowering in the grass, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy, and then take advantage of the chaos to rescue Qian Yi. Just as he was about to make a move, a dark shadow floated down from the roof.

The black shadow obviously didn't notice Wei Qiang in the grass, only to see him land lightly in front of the torture room, swishing, his hand sleeves shook a few times in a row, and several plum blossom needles were shot. Zhou Xiaogang and the other two big men on duty fell to the ground unconscious.

Everything that happened in front of him made Wei Qiang's heart tremble. The dark shadow in front of him was all too familiar to him: he was Master Huiyuan!

An old man who is over sixty years old can still stand tall and low, as if he were walking on the ground, which really amazes Wei Qiang. In the blink of an eye, Qian Yi, who was like a bloody man, was carried by Master Huiyuan, bent his feet, and flew directly upstairs and disappeared into the darkness.

Wei Qiang returned the same way, the frog crowed twice, and Luo Xin jumped down from the tree.

"What about people?"

"Rescued."

"Who's so powerful?"

"Who else? Qian Jun's master, Master Huiyuan. Let's go, it looks like we don't have anything to do tonight. ”

Zhou Xiaogang's ass was kicked several times in a row before he woke up from his coma with a muffled grunt. Lian Buzhichi's fierce and vicious appearance made Zhou Xiaogang bounce off the ground as if he had been electrocuted. The other two team members were treated in the same way. They even touched their necks exaggeratedly, for fear that their heads would be cut off by Lian Buzhichi.

"What about people?"

"Where's Qian Yi?"

Lian Bu Zhichi roared, wishing to slash Zhou Xiaogang with a knife.

The rope on the stump of the cross was cut, and Qian Yi was gone. Zhou Xiaogang understands what responsibility he should bear.

Lian Buzhichi kicked several times in a row, knocking Zhou Xiaogang and several of his guards to the ground, still unable to resolve the resentment in his heart. When police chief Zhang Siping heard the news, he saw the situation in front of him and understood a little in his heart.

"Shaozuo, don't worry. Qianjia Village only has a piece of land like Mopan, and I know how many capable people there are. I think only one person can get people out of a heavily guarded police station. ”

"Nani? Who?! ”

"Master Huiyuan. He is the presiding officer of Baoling Temple. Qian Jun is his closed disciple. ”

"What did you say?"

At this moment, Lian Bu Zhichi really has the heart to kill. Brushing the ground and pulling out the war knife, it was directly put on Zhang Siping's neck, and roared: "Such important information, why didn't you say it earlier?!" ”

"Taijun, Taijun, you didn't ask. How do I say it? If you're smaller, this knife will cut off your head. I'll take you to Baoling Temple and go to Master Huiyuan. Can't I make amends? If you cut off my head, there will be no one to help you find Master Huiyuan. ”

Zhang Siping was so frightened that his legs were sifted through chaff. His own life and death are only in the difference of a thought in Lianbu Zhichi.

Lian Bu Zhichi finally put down his sword and shouted, "Gather the team and go!" ”

Zhang Siping breathed a long sigh of relief, and also shouted: "Set off immediately and go to Baolin Temple!" ”

Three military vehicles drove past the door of the hotel where Wei Qiang was staying. The fully armed soldiers all looked blank.

"Oh, my dear, where are they going?"

"Needless to say? Baoling Temple. Can the Japanese be stupid? Qian Yi was rescued late at night, and they must have known who did it. So, today they are going to go to Master Huiyuan, the abbot of Baoling Temple, to ask for someone. ”

"Isn't Master Huiyuan going to suffer?"

"No, it's not Master Huiyuan who suffers, it's Baolin Temple that suffers. Master Huiyuan rescued Qian Yi, and he will definitely not be arrested. Then, Lianbu Zhichi will definitely burn down Baoling Temple. ”

Everything was as Wei Qiang expected. Zhang Siping took Lian Buzhichi to surround the Baoling Temple with murderous spirits, and searched inside and out, but it was already empty.

"Burn, burn me!"

Lian Bu Zhichi couldn't understand the hatred in his heart, roared wildly, roared. The car soldiers brought two small barrels of gasoline from the car and poured them on the wooden planks of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the fire began to spread, and the green smoke rose into the air, gradually turning into a monstrous fire.

The villagers of Qianjia Village gritted their teeth with hatred when they saw the flames and smoke rising from Baolin Temple. Damn little Japan, goddamn little Japan!

Seeing this, Qian Zhong realized that Master Huiyuan had rescued Qian Yi, thus causing the Japanese to retaliate. It soon occurred to him that the Japanese would most likely return to take revenge on Qianjiacun.

"Everyone in the village hurry up and run! The Japanese will definitely come back to take revenge on us. ”

After listening to Qian Zhong's words, the entire Qianjia Village took action. While the Japanese were still burning the temple, the villagers did not have time to take anything from their homes, and only took cash, gold and silver jewelry and other valuables.

The panic flight of more than 2,000 people was spectacular. For a time, the mountains were all over the country, and the heads and ends of the villages were all villagers. Standing halfway up the mountainside, Lian Buzhichi saw the villagers running to tell each other and panic with a telescope, and a fierce smile appeared on his face.

A Baolin Temple covering an area of more than ten acres, most of the temple buildings are brick and wood structures, once on fire, the fire is very large. Those wooden planks, doors and windows are all good fuel, and with the help of gasoline and the fierce mountain wind in the middle of the mountain, the consequences can be imagined.

Once the disappointment in Lian Bu Zhichi's heart turned into revenge, it was like a beast rushing out.

"Enter the village and kill those hateful Shina people!"

With the order of Lian Bu Zhichi, the Japanese army, the puppet army, the police, and dozens of agents of the special high school rushed to Qianjia Village like wolves and tigers.

An astonishing catastrophe began.

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