Generally, the main hall of the temple is either the Daxiong Hall or the Tianwang Hall, and Yongji Temple is no exception. It's just that the temple itself is not big, and this main hall is naturally not big. However, it is more than enough for ten people.

At this moment, under the solemn Maitreya Buddha, a group of thieves dressed in the uniforms of the newly attached army are sitting or lying crookedly, drinking and eating meat, and they are happy. Chicken bones and duck feet all over the ground, rice cake crumbs, broken bowls and broken altars, and even drowning residues, stirring a Buddhist door into a miasma.

Chen Hai, the leader of the thieves directly below the Buddha statue, pushed away the wine bowl handed by a thief, threw away the chicken leg that had eaten most of it, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, let's drink it here today, put away the wine." ”

The thieves sighed, and reluctantly buckled their bowls upside down on the rim of the jar. Only a pair of thieves were obviously drunk, and they were still drinking five or six.

Chen Hai didn't say a word, he stepped forward with a kick - boom! The bowl flew out and smashed into the wall and shattered to the ground.

One of the drunk, red-faced and thick-necked bearded thieves jumped up and was about to have a seizure, when he met a pair of cold eyes, held back for a while, and finally lowered his head.

Chen Hai's nostrils snorted: "So many brothers are fighting to the death against the traitors in Chen's family, but the big helm has let you eat and drink spicy food here, for which one?" It's not a good thing to guard yet! When I came, I also said that wine can be drunk, but only five points of alcohol are allowed. Who the dared to get drunk and miss the big helm, the master split him alive and threw him into the back mountain to feed the wolves with the bald donkeys! ”

All thieves are the only ones.

Chen Hai tapped the wine jar with a scabbard: "All the fucking cheers up and prepares to be on duty in batches." ”

A thief cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Da Yan, I heard that the gang of rebels in the five villages of Yinping Mountain have been cleaned up by the big helm and General Liu." When will these goods be shipped back? ”

Chen Hai squinted: "What's the matter, do you want to be a little peach?" ”

The thief smiled: "Everything in this temple is good, there is food and drink, but there is less fun......

The thieves laughed lewdly.

Chen Hai waved his hand: "Just now Niu Da and Xu Genzi brought the news, and they will personally take the brothers to transport the things back two days after they take the helm." At that time, everyone will be rewarded, and they can enjoy as much as they want in the city. ”

The thieves were in a hurry, and the sycophants were like a tide.

Chen Hai turned around and walked to the back hall, inspected the door carefully in front of the door before pushing the door in, and then closed the door tightly. He had to make routine checks every day, and all the thieves told him that he was diligent and faithful, but they did not know that he was actually there to play with the jewels—a room full of treasures that could not be touched. If you can't even look at it, this heart is like a cat scratching, so it's a good time to be addicted to your hands, isn't it?

Seeing Chen Hai's back disappear, the bearded thief snorted: "Back then, the master and the big helm plundered the four seas, and your kid was still playing with mud!" If you don't cast a good baby and become the son of the eldest master (Chen Fu), when will it be your turn to make a mistake? ”

The thief who fought with the beard and drunk: "People are just born with good seeds, and they are 100 households in just a few years." You and the big helm went up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire, your head was tucked into the waist of your pants, and you fought all over your body, and now you are still a brand head......"

"Straight thief, don't talk about it! go. Bearded pushed open the door with his pants in his hands.

The two thieves guarding outside the door were scolding their mothers and slapping mosquitoes, and when they saw the beard coming out, they nodded and said hello, and their hands were slapping and not stopping.

Bearded and dangling his arms to the base of the temple wall, he looked up habitually while unstrapping his trousers, and suddenly stared at the bull's eye - a slender figure was squatting on the wall, holding a silver iron lump in his hand and aiming it at his forehead......

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, opening the curtain on the counterattack.

Ding Xiaoyi's shot was completely out of plan.

At that time, Zhao Lie had just touched under the window of the right compartment, Shi Yang, Ding Xiaoqi, and Wang Ping'an had just arrived at the predetermined location, and Ma Nanchun was circling in circles - because Jueyuan's intelligence had been leaked, the entrance and window of the back hall had been sealed by thieves. Ma Nanchun walked around the back hall and didn't find the entrance, so he immediately made a decision and ran to the left compartment in order to form a crossfire with Zhao Lie.

From a small battle to a large war, there are always unplanned variables, and there is hardly any time when they can be copied exactly as they are in accordance with the operational plan.

Regarding the possible variables of this raid, Zhao Lie is mentally prepared and has an alternative plan. At this moment, when he heard the gunshots, he didn't care whether the personnel were in place or whether he could observe the enemy's situation, so he lit the fuse without thinking, kicked open the window, and threw the thunder cannon in.

There was a commotion in the hall, and the thieves the guys.

"What's the noise?"

"It looks like someone is setting off a cannonball, go and see."

"Who threw the cannonball......"

The riot also alarmed Chen Hai, closed the treasure chest with a bang, didn't care about locking it, pulled out his knife and rushed to the door, just opened the door - boom! There was a huge explosion, which shook Chen Hai and fell on his back. The commotion in the temple suddenly turned into screams and panic.

"Call me!"

With Zhao Hunt's roar, the ancient temple sounded like a fried bean.

Boom, boom, boom...... The loudest was the rhythmic bombardment of the shotgun.

Bang, bang, bang...... The sound of the bombardment was mixed with a crisp sound like a bead, and when you heard it, it was a revolver that was unique to the revolver.

Inside the temple, ghosts and wolves howled, and thieves jumped and danced in the rain of bullets like demons—but it was a dance of death.

The candlelight flickered, the white smoke filled the air, the blood mist sprayed, and the people were like mowing grass. The Maitreya Buddha looked down from above, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking.

In this chaotic howl, there was a sharp voice of Ding Xiaoyi, Ma Nanchun and Wang Ping'an: "Change the magazine (reload)!" ”

After Zhao Hunt finished shooting Remington's seven shotguns, he did not reload, but pulled out two pistols and aimed them at the figure scurrying in the smoke to pull the trigger. One shot at a time, a few shots down, except for the fluttering smoke in the Heavenly King Palace, there was no more movement.

However, the gunfire continued, clearly from the overtension of the first battle.

"Stop! Stop! Zhao Lie shouted seven or eight times in a row, and the gunfire finally stopped.

Zhao Lie lit the flashlight by the window and took a closer look at the hall. But seeing corpses all over the hall, blood stained all over the ground, occasionally one or two thieves could be seen convulsions, and the sound of dying gasping was like a broken bellows, like a pharyngeal from hell.

There is not a single living person.