Night, best for killing.

In 2X13, Q Province of H country, on the outskirts of Jimo, a deep mountain that is inaccessible.

The meadows in the forest were soaked in blood, wet, sticky, and glowing red in the moonlight.

The trail of blood stretched all the way and stopped at seven or eight corpses.

In front of the corpse, there was a hidden wooden door, which had been smashed into a sieve by bullets, and a large wooden board peeled off, revealing the scene inside.

This is an abandoned Nuwa temple.

The Nuwa Temple is in disrepair and bleak, except for a mottled clay statue in the middle, there is nothing else.

There was a dead silence in the temple.

Thick clouds of dust poured down from above, and they fell in a flurry of corpses, on the muzzles of steaming guns, and into a thick pool of blood, trying to hide the vicious battle that had just taken place here.

Under the statue of Nuwa, there stood two other bloody statues, the flesh of the bloom oozing blood, soaking through the clothes, dripping and falling, echoing in the dead temple.

These are the only two living people in the Nuwa Temple.

“22、23、24…… 25！ ”

A giggle burst on.

A bald man standing on the right, holding a knife in his left hand and the fingers of his right hand stretched, suddenly stopped, stretched out his palm to the other party, and giggled: "Hehe, no more, no less, I killed exactly 25 people tonight." ”

It's just that the little finger of this palm has been cut off, and blood is bubbling up.

The young man standing opposite the bald head, his body was like a tiger, a military vest had long been dyed dark red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was staring at the bald man at this time.

"Hey, hey." The bald man tilted his head and said with a cruel smile: "Useless people, if they die, they will die, why be angry, anyway, these people will die sooner or later." ”

"Dead is dead?" The young man slowly raised his head and said coldly, "Including the brothers of the Chiyan Army?" ”

"Chiyan Army ......" The bald man showed anger and spat a tooth of blood: "Phew! I don't have any brothers in the Red Yan Army! I don't need a brother either! When the Chiyan Army abandoned me, what kind of brothers did you talk to me about?! ”

Meng Yue shouted, raised his knife across his chest, and his body was half-arched, like a fierce tiger that would pounce at any time: "Ye Shaoyun, if you want to be a brother with these wastes of the Chiyan Army, I will send you to be their companion!" ”

Ye Shaoyun shook his head, ignoring Meng Yue, his eyes gradually softened: "Team Meng, surrender, Wang Shou, Black Bull, and Xiao Man...... Brothers of the first detachment of the Chiyan Special Forces, everyone misses you very much......"

Hearing the words "Team Meng", Meng Yue's body trembled, a blurry color flashed in his eyes, and then he became bitter and resentful again, and he didn't know how many memories poured in.

At this moment, a strong wind blew in his face, Ye Shaoyun shouted, and he had already swung his knife and pounced!

Meng Yue was taken aback and hurriedly swung his knife to block.

Meng Yue's skills were slightly better than Ye Shaoyun, but he was good at using his right hand, and now his right hand was abolished, and he was attacked by Ye Shaoyun with all his might.

Ye Shaoyun failed to strike a blow, suddenly twisted his waist, changed his knife to a fist, and smashed it on Meng Yue's crippled right hand.

Yes!

Meng Yue's right hand opened its flesh and flesh, and with a miserable scream, most of his strength was dispersed.

Fortunately, Ye Shaoyun was seriously injured and could not take advantage of the situation to pursue. Meng Yue took advantage of this gap to take a few steps back, leaned under the clay statue, and distanced himself from Ye Shaoyun.

Whirring, the heavy wheezing sound of the two of them rose and fell in the Nuwa Temple, blowing the dust in the air and escaping in all directions.

"How dare you calculate me!" Meng Yue gritted his teeth and said.

"Team Meng, turn back."

"Turn back? Hehe, is there a way back for me? ”

Ye Shaoyun was silent, he knew that Meng Yue had no possibility of turning back, wasn't he here to end all this?

The air condensed for a moment, Meng Yue suddenly sighed lightly, leaned on the clay statue, looked at Ye Shaoyun, and said slowly: "I heard that Xiaoqiong is going to get married in three days......

"Shut up!" Ye Shaoyun's body shook.

"Oh, I forgot." Meng Yue muttered to himself, his tone seemed to sigh and joking: "What is Xiaoqiong's background, the daughter of the richest family in Jiangnan, the elite society, and the upper nobles, how can she fall in love with us who fight and kill?" ”

"What do you know, Xiao Qiong is not that kind of person at all!" Ye Shaoyun was furious, but his heart evoked infinite sorrow.

"Oh, not that kind of person? Who is that? ”

Meng Yue seemed to hear a great joke and laughed wildly: "Isn't the thing in this world just about 'money and power'?" Aren't all people in this world chasing 'money and power'? If you are willing to follow me, within two years, you will be rich. As long as the money is in hand, what are you afraid of not getting? ”

"Follow you? Like you, to drug trafficking? ”

"Drug trafficking? Haha, isn't drug trafficking also a business? As long as you nod your head, I will send someone to kill her fiancé, Xiaoqiong is not in your pocket? Hahahaha! At that time, you and I will be ......"

"Enough!"

Ye Shaoyun could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, stepped over the pool of blood, splashed blood, and walked towards Meng Yue step by step.

How could he not know that Meng Yue was trying to disturb his mind?

But Joan, Joan!

No!

Xiao Qiong, you wait for me, in three days, I will definitely come to you!

Until then, let's put an end to this!

……

"Meng Yue, Chi Yanjun, former captain of the first detachment.

In 2X07, Jiulonggou carried out the special mission No. 41, in order to completely annihilate the criminals, all 63 hostages were slaughtered. In the end, he refused to accept the organization's verdict and escaped from prison and defected.

In 2X08, in the Yunnan Triangle, the 'Pit Viper' drug trafficking group was established, and the 300 people in the Mehe River were the masterminds.

In 2X09, Wangjiang Port washed Wangjiang in blood, annexed the three major drug trafficking forces, and became the biggest drug lord in Wangjiang Port overnight.

In 2X10, Guiyun Prefecture, the massacre of the anti-narcotics special forces on the southern border killed one hundred and sixty-four people.

In 2X11, the main culprit of the World Trade Center tragedy raided the joint anti-narcotics headquarters, and 43 key personnel were annihilated.

……

Defected for five years, did evil, and disregarded people's lives! ”

Ye Shaoyun's face sank like water, his tone was like a knife, and he cut through this dark space sentence by sentence.

Every time he spoke, he felt the strength of his feet sink a little, and with each step, the pool of blood on the ground seemed to be a little thicker.

Meng Yue - the former captain of the Chiyan Army and Ye Shaoyun's former boss. A No. 1 special forces soldier who once terrified all evil criminals, and a powerful target that once made Ye Shaoyun chase after the moon.

It's a pity that fate makes people.

The former Meng team has become a murderous maniac, but the new captain Ye Shaoyun wants to end all these crimes with his own hands.

Ye Shaoyun's thoughts grew colder, his eyes swept over the corpses around him, there was no shortage of Meng Yue's old comrades-in-arms here, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart, extinguishing the only trace of old feelings.

"Hehe, if you have the ability, come on!" Meng Yue stood up straight, and suddenly reached out and tore the torn vest open, revealing a dense patch of tattoos.

These tattoos, each the size of a fingernail, are shaped like the word "human", layer upon layer, one after the other, crawling almost every inch of skin, like leeches, competing to lick the flowing blood.

"Since I entered the Chiyan Army, every time I kill someone, I have carved a place on my body, and until now, I can't count how many there are. With you added tonight, it looks like there will be 26 more engravings, haha! ”

"You murderous maniac! This 26th person will be you! ”

Ye Shaoyun didn't expect Meng Yue to be so perverted, his eyes became gloomy, his right fist was raised, the handle of the knife was facing his heart, and he slammed it on his left chest, making a muffled sound.

"The fire of Chiyan burns all the evil spirits!" Ye Shaoyun closed his eyes and groaned.

On the left chest, there is a knitted fire pattern totem, three fires intertwined, like a fire phoenix, at this time soaked in blood, as if burned.

"Ignorance, you deserve to kill me!" Meng Yue was inexplicably enraged by Ye Shaoyun's actions, shouted, and directly threw the dagger, his iron fist like a hammer, and pounced on Ye Shaoyun.

The fist brought up a strong wind, and in a blink of an eye, it reached the top of Ye Shaoyun's head, if he was punched by Meng Yue, anyone would have their brains burst!

Within a few moments, I saw Ye Shaoyun suddenly open his eyes, twist his waist, and burst out like a jaguar, clinging to the other party's body, and swinging the dagger diagonally!

Yikes!

Meng Yue didn't have time to dodge, his left hand was wide open, and Ye Shaoyun's dagger penetrated from under his ribs and plunged straight into his heart!

He could even feel the throbbing of the dagger at the moment of stabbing his heart.

Meng Yue's left hand had lost its strength and hung on Ye Shaoyun's body.

"It's over, it's all over." Ye Shaoyun was relieved and slowly raised his head, but found that Meng Yue's expression seemed to be smiling instead of smiling, and his eyes were full of smugness and viciousness.

"Not good!"

"You've been tricked, go with me to death!" Meng Yue suddenly grabbed Ye Shaoyun with both hands, held him in his arms, and pressed a hard object on Ye Shaoyun's back, the size of a goose egg, it was a grenade!

"You madman!" Ye Shaoyun was shocked and wanted to break free, but found that he had been hugged by Meng Yue and couldn't move, and the two rolled down to the Nuwa mud statue instead.

Ye Shaoyun was lying on his back, Meng Yue's eyes on his body were gloomy, and he was already dead.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a strange sound behind him, so light that it was almost inaudible, and so heavy that there was only one sound left in the whole world!

The next moment, Ye Shaoyun felt that everything in front of him was stagnating in an instant.

He even saw a trace of unwillingness and remorse in Meng Yue's vicious eyes.

The statue of the goddess Nuwa above, with an indifferent face and a seemingly absent gaze, seems to be blind to everything that is happening below.

Above the clay statue, through the tattered roof, the night sky suddenly turned red, like a flame burning, like the fire pattern totem on his chest.

"The fire of Chiyan burns all the evil spirits."

Whether the ancient proverb of the Chiyan Army came from the six gates of the Ming Dynasty or the distant Warring States Period, Ye Shaoyun has not figured it out until now, and he will not have a chance to figure it out in the future.

He remembered the afternoon when he was selected for the first time in the Chiyan Army, the days of fighting and drinking, and the excitement of meeting Xiao Qiong for the first time......

It was as if everything had stopped, and scenes flashed in front of me, the lights and shadows of the past.

For the first time, he felt that a moment could be so long, so long that it seemed to have no end.

But before he could taste it carefully, suddenly there was a white light, and the scenery was lost!

The next moment, he didn't even feel the pain of death, and he was no longer conscious.

It turned out that for a moment, it was only so short-lived......

It's a pity that I won't see Xiaoqiong again......