Hangzhou in April. Sunny. Willow Yiyi.

Liu Dada walked through the noisy crowd, wandering aimlessly. Twenty or thirty meters behind him, he followed Chang Qing and Wu Haitao.

After most of the day, they walked to Lingyin Temple. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is charming. Due to the large number of surrounding obstacles, it is also easy to be shot by people. A master like Qian Jun could not miss a shot at a distance of 200 meters, and it was not difficult to take Liu Dacheng's life.

A monk wearing a robe stood at the entrance of the temple, and when he saw Liu Dacheng and the other three people coming, he couldn't help frowning. The three men exuded a foul aura that could almost smell the breath of the dead. This aura has been formed in a bloody environment for a long time.

"Amitabha, I don't know what the three donors are doing?"

The monk clasped his hands together and muttered as if he were reciting a book. Liu Da smiled and tried to be as kind as possible.

"Master, the world is not peaceful, and there is no sense of security. I want to go into the temple and burn a pillar of incense and pray for peace. I don't know if it's possible? ”

"Welcome donors. Three donors, come with me. ”

The world is too chaotic, all industries are withered, and there are few people in Lingyin Temple. Two little monks were sweeping the floor in the courtyard. There are also three or five monks chanting sutras. The murmured scriptures came out of the Buddhist hall, and Liu Dada couldn't understand a word.

Walking to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Liu Dada stopped, habitually glanced at it, and saw a pair of familiar eyes! The eyes were hiding behind the window of the Scripture Pavilion, watching them closely.

Qian Jun!

Liu Dada couldn't help but be horrified. It is no wonder that the Japanese puppet agents and police in Hangzhou tried their best to almost turn over the entire city, but they still couldn't find Qian Jun, it turned out that Qian Jun was hiding in Lingyin Temple.

Thinking of the Baolin Temple behind Qianjia Village in Xiangshan County, Liu Dacheng instantly understood. In fact, just based on Qian Jun's background, it is easy to deduce that he hid in Lingyin Temple because of his historical origins. His master, Venerable Hui Yuan, was originally a Buddhist. Who can guarantee that Master Huiyuan has any fellow disciples and brothers who have become monks in Lingyin Temple?

Such an important clue was actually ignored by the Japanese pseudo-secret service community. Fortunately, Liu Dacheng came to Hangzhou this time, not wanting Qian Jun's life at all. He was just ordered by Li Shiqun to come out to take a breath and carry out the task. As for the outcome, that's not something that can be done by man.

When Liu Dacheng and Qian Jun looked at each other, Qian Jun was also sure that Liu Dacheng saw him. The two had already met, but they didn't know each other's details. Until Liu Da worshipped the Buddha, burned incense, and walked out of the temple, Qian Jun's eyes never left them for a moment.

The Qian army was ready to retreat at any time. Liu Da obviously saw him, but he didn't take any action, which made Qian Jun even more puzzled. All night, Qian Jun couldn't sleep, afraid of a surprise attack from Liu Da.

One day, two days, three days. Lingyin Temple is calm.

Liu Dada divided his subordinates into ten groups, two people in each group, and went out to reconnoitre. It's nothing more than to make an appearance, let Chamberlin and them know that they have done something.

Qian Jun is a master of disguise. In fact, he has not been idle for a day, sometimes dressed up as an old man picking up garbage, sometimes dressed up as a rickshaw driver, and sometimes became a blind man who set up a stall to tell fortunes. In fact, they are all looking for an opportunity to kill!

This evening. Liu Dacheng took Chang Qing and Wu Haitao back to the police station. When the number of people was counted, it was found that Wen Kui and Shi Qiang in the eighth group did not return to the team. I waited until late at night, but there was still no sign of the two people!

Based on experience, Liu Dada felt that Wen Kui and Shi Qiang were already more than lucky. Sure enough, the next morning, the police station received a call that the bodies of two people were found in the grass by the West Lake. Both of them were killed by broken necks. The murderer is strong, and one move is deadly.

In the next three days, people embarked on the road of no return every day, putting everyone in danger, and even Wu Haitao, who had never been afraid of death, showed a look of horror on his face and said: "Director, find an excuse, let's withdraw." We can't afford to die like this. At this rate, it won't be long before none of the people we brought out will be able to go back. And Qian Jun's shadow was not touched. ”

This is the effect that Liu Dacheng wants!

Li Shiqun wanted to use Liu Dada as an experimental specimen and wanted to see his good show. He deliberately behaved as mentally retarded. As long as you ensure that you don't die, you can borrow money and send all those so-called "brothers" to the west. Qian Jun also seemed to have understood Liu Dacheng's intentions, and his intention to kill the enemy became more and more ruthless.

The middle of the night when the moon is dark and windy. Liu Dada suddenly appeared in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of Lingyin Temple, which frightened Qian Jun a lot.

Qian Jun hurriedly reached out to touch the pistol on his waist, and Liu Dacheng's gun was already aimed at his chest.

"Don't move, it's easy to misfire. I don't mean to hurt you, so let's sit down and talk. ”

Qian Jun exuded a strong aura all over his body, and he was still a lot weaker than Liu Dada. The murderous aura on Liu Dada's body seemed to explode in an instant. Usually he is very restrained, but once he initiates a ruthless attack, he suddenly seems to have changed as a person, and even Qian Jun feels terrifying.

The two of them sat on a chair in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the temple with a beautiful view was outside the window. Because he didn't know the details, Liu Dacheng needed to start the "mind reading technique" even more. He found that Qian Jun's heart was full of contradictions and doubts.

Who is he? Traitors? Not like. Military commanders? Not like that! Could it be the ** underground party? Why did he let himself go in Lingyin Temple last time? Why would he pretend to send people everywhere to arrest me? ...... Qian Jun's brainwaves reached Liu Dacheng's brain, which shocked Liu Dacheng.

At least, Qian Jun has no killing intent for himself!

"As soon as I came to Hangzhou, I was almost shot in the head by you. Burst! The head looks like a rotten watermelon, which is really interesting. ”

Liu Dada was talking about Ma Ben being shot in the head. The scene was a bit bloody, and it gave him nightmares for several nights on end.

"I'm sorry, I really wanted to kill you at the time. In my eyes, you are a traitor! ”

The traitor has to add the word "dog" in front of him, and he gritted his teeth. Liu Dada could feel the anger that erupted in Qian Jun's heart.

He asked coldly, "Have you learned the rules of survival in troubled times?" ”

Qian Jun looked at Liu Dacheng in amazement, not knowing what he was referring to. In troubled times, survival requires great wisdom. All Qian Jun could think of was not surrendering, not being a traitor. He was at the end of his life when he gave up resistance. In the last second of protecting the national treasure, he killed two followers and once again embarked on the road of resistance against Japan.

Now, the saddest thing he feels is that the traitor doesn't want to be. Chóng Qìng also can't go back. He doesn't know about the ** underground party. Therefore, he can only be a lone ranger. Desperately kill devils and traitors.