Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Truth

Liaodong

A small county town northeast of Thorn City

The silence of the night was broken by a sudden scream, only the sound of horses' hooves was gradually deafening, and the whole small county town was completely chaotic, and people kept shouting: "The horse bandits are coming!" Run! Run! ”

Soon, the horse bandits lit torches to ignite as much as they could, and all of a sudden, the fire grew larger, and the whole county was completely chaotic, with the residents scurrying around like headless flies, and the excited ghost cries of the horse bandits mixed with the screams of the people who were slaughtered from time to time, forming a unique wave of sound.

The town was completely blocked, and a group of black-clad horse bandits began to sprint back and forth in the town, each rush would take away many fresh lives, and after a while, the voice gradually became quieter, because the inhabitants had been killed cleanly.

In a makeshift tent in the center of the town, several men in black were talking about something in the middle of the tent, and there were people around the tent

The black-clothed men were tightly guarded, and the back and forth seemed unusually heavily guarded.

The person in the tent lifted his mask and said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Ping, how is the plan this time?" How's it done? ”

The young man he asked was drinking some red fishy liquid, smacking his lips with relish while drinking, and when he heard the man asking him, he returned: "Uncle, don't worry, this time we came to Liaodong is a top secret, and no one knows, including King Anping, we have enough freedom to act." ”

The hoarse voice continued: "Ah Ping, we must be cautious and cautious, after all, what we do is not visible, if one accidentally leaks the news, our best result is to become a lost dog, as for the worst result, it is nothing more than death, of course, but as long as we can live, who wants to die?" ”

The young man said: "Uncle, this time the stupid son of King Anping went to support the rebel forces within the Yuwen Ministry, I am not very optimistic, we are directly involved, but it is not beautiful, what we need is to continue to provoke, destroy, and turn Liaodong and Liaoxi into a chaotic pot of porridge, so that we can fish in troubled waters!" What we need to do is a behind-the-scenes role, not a specific involvement like the son of King Anping! ”

The hoarse voice continued: "Ah Ping, what you said is right, but King Anping has no choice, now the situation in the country is becoming more and more tense, if King Anping can't make some achievements, he can only obediently go down from the ruling position, staring at the big people in that position, this is the advantage of being in the Ming place, the more praise you get in the Ming place, the greater the power, and the danger is also correspondingly increased!" ”

The young man said, "Uncle, if we have the opportunity this time, are we going to pull King Anping down?" ”

The hoarse voice said, "Forget it, Ah Ping, uncle doesn't have many days." Speaking of this, the man coughed heavily a few times, his voice became more hoarse, and he continued: "Ah Ping, your prestige is not enough to convince the public, now, our family still has to recuperate, and let King Anping's vein do it!" ”

The young man nodded and said, "What Uncle said is that Ah Ping will follow the teachings!" ”

At this time, as soon as the tent was lifted, a man in black came in, and said to the young man named Ah Ping: "Qiqi Shizi, this time our people have not suffered any casualties, but this time it was not very thorough, a few people escaped, and the subordinates were incompetent!" Please also punish the prince! ”

The young man suddenly grabbed the neck of the man in black, and with a slight force of his fingers, he pulled the person's neck out, only to see that a large piece of the man's neck was missing, and the whole neck was blurred and couldn't bear to look at it directly, because the incident happened suddenly, the man didn't struggle much, he fell to the ground, and began to convulse.

The middle-aged man with a hoarse voice smelled the smell of blood in the air, frowned, and said, "Ah Ping, let's find a place where no one is in the future!" I find that you are becoming more and more unruly, and you shoot in front of me casually! You just don't take me seriously! ”

Ah Ping glanced at him, stretched out his tongue and licked his bloody paws, and agreed noncommittally, as if he had paid attention to those pieces of flesh and blood.

The man looked at Ah Ping's attitude, and there was no way, he stomped his feet, sighed, and got up and walked out of the tent!

After Ah Ping watched the man go out, his hands and claws were quietly pinched into a tight fist shape, and the knuckles of his fingers were white and purple, which showed how hard he was, only to see his expression distorted, and his voice said to himself in a crazy voice: "Old immortal!" I'll kill you sooner or later! After feeling for a while, he became obsessed with the smell of blood, and at this time, he caught a glimpse of the corpse lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and there was a strange light in his eyes, and his body suddenly lowered and fell on top of the corpse on the ground......

Ah Ping lay on it and sniffed deeply, no longer able to control the manic factor in his body, and suddenly fell on it and bit it......

The sound of clicking came outside, and the hoarse voice that had just walked away a short distance heard this voice, turned around and looked at the tent, revealing a trace of bitterness, how did a good person become like this, this can not be called a human being, this is not the gospel of his family, and this is a precursor to the coming of disaster.

The man took a few more steps forward, looked up at the dark night sky, beckoned, and asked his men to take a large black robe, drape it over him, and then hurried out of the place with his head down......

The sound of the tent continued, and the smell of burnt flesh and smoke filled the air, and the small county town became a living hell in the dance of firelight......