'It's stupid, isn't it, is this going to be done against me in the next two days?' 'The good and bad in the errand in front of the yaqian are all sold, an eighty-run errand, not Liu Shuban and Huang Da Ma can swallow it alone, it has always been the person who sees it, and it is all to be shared. Han Gang will not doubt his judgment, human nature has not changed for thousands of years, and the morality of bureaucrats can also be traced back to thousands of years. Now Huang Dama wants to move everyone's cheese for three acres of vegetable fields and a twelve-year-old girl, he is not qualified enough, let alone the power.

took Zhou Feng's money, drove him away, and ruined his promise by his wealth, and the loss of credit was even greater. Even if it is an illegal business, you must pay attention to personal credit, and Chen Ju, as the head of the powerful force, will definitely not allow Huang Dama to ruin his reputation like this. In about a few days, the location of this prison arsenal will have to be returned to Zhou Feng, and Huang Dama will only have two or three days at most, and it is even likely that he will start tonight.

The lack of information leads to a bias in judgment, but it is possible to deduce the correct result by understanding human nature. Han Gang hummed a little song, looking for what he needed in the warehouse that he pried open. Now that the enemy's plans are known, it is certainly much easier to deal with them.

'Even though it's good to let the horses come, I'm hoping for something to get bigger!' ’

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The half-moon gradually rose in the east, plating the floor of the courtyard of the storehouse with a layer of silver light. On the night of murder in the dark moon, the wind is high and the sky is set on fire, but when the moon and stars are scarce, they can still kill people and set fires. Just thirty paces away, at the gate of the armory, two warehouse soldiers, Wang Wu and Wang Jiu, were living in the gatehouse at the door. The two thieves were close at hand, and their lives were at stake, and Han Gang didn't dare to sleep tonight.

A string was used to circulate around the hut, and dozens of bronze crossbows hung with patina were tied to them, which were supposed to be alarm signal lines. In addition to this, he also brought out eight heavy crossbows, a six-inch-long bundle of three-edged steel armor-piercing short arrows with narrow pieces of wood made of arrows. When Han Gang was laying the alarm trap, the corners of his mouth were curled, it was worthy of an armory, and there were all kinds of miscellaneous items in it. Of course, these clutters want to come in handy and are not convenient.

In order to wind the eight heavy crossbows, Han Gang even used the strength to eat milk. The crossbow he turned out of the library was about three or four stones, which was not a strong crossbow, but no one could pull it away with pure arm strength, Han Gang was sitting on the ground, pedaling the crossbow arm with his feet, and his arms, feet, and waist and back worked together to jam the bowstring on the tooth hair crossbow machine. The name given to the crossbow is clearly saying, if you want to open the crossbow, please use both your feet and your waist.

Han Gang sat on the ground, panting and sweating. He had just recovered from his illness and was still weak. It took a few efforts, and he was really tired. Han Gang wondered in his heart, whether to ask a craftsman to make a winder, although the complex pulley block structure is unrealistic, but using a little lever principle, it is difficult to help Han Gang, who has studied junior high school physics.

There was a sound of grabbing. The sharp blades of the crossbow bolts were embedded deep in the legs of the wooden table. The six-inch crossbow bolt that shot out from six or seven steps actually pierced the table leg the thickness of the tea cup.

Han Gang put down the crossbow that had been shot out and looked at the three crossbow bolts nailed to the table leg from top to bottom. It seems that crossbows are much more reliable than bows and arrows, as long as they are not factored into the laborious winding work. Even with his current shooting skills, he can easily send a strong arrow into a person's body.

"Today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

Placing the eight heavy crossbows that had been rewound under the easily accessible door and window, Han Gang blew out the oil lamp. In the dark cabin with his back to the moonlight, he flexed his fingers and calculated. If Huang Dama wants to do it, the opportunity is in these three days. Lying on the bed, Han Gang hoped that Huang Dama would come as soon as possible, so as to save him three days of study.

The creak of the door opening, and the wind creaked into the hut through the crack in the door, interrupting Han Gang's calculations. He scrambled to his feet and lifted the heavy crossbow from his side, which had been wound and put on the arrows. Through the wide crack in the door, three figures were swaggering through the door of the armory. Judging from the figure, it is not two library soldiers, the figure at the front who is as thin as a monkey is clearly Liu San, and most of the people who came with him were the other two followers of Huang Dama.

"I can't imagine that I am so anxious to die? Well, I'll send you on your way early! Han Gang clenched his heavy crossbow and dissipated the tension in his heart with an inaudible self-talk. After only walking a few steps, the palms of my hands were soaked with sweat, and the sticky ones were not uncomfortable.

"Han San Xiucai! Open the door, I'm coming to you for a drink......" After a dozen steps, Liu San proudly called Han Gang's door. But in the middle of the conversation, it turned into a scream, accompanied by the crisp impact of the crossbow machine clanging, and it was a solid falling sound.

Han Gang chuckled in the room, and a little nervousness was lost because of Liu San's ugly appearance.

When Liu Sanzheng was proud, he tripped over Han Gang's cordon, fell to the ground, and a bloody wound was cut by a crossbow machine with patina. Helped up by the two people behind him, Liu San picked up the rope that was tripped by him and screamed, "What is this!?" ”

"The dead of night disturbs dreams. Liu San, is there a thief like you? ”

With a squeak, the door of the Shouku hut opened inward, and Han Gang, who was gritted his teeth with hatred from Liu San, was standing inside the door with his hands behind his back. He was still wearing a green cloth shirt with a round neck and wide sleeves worn by talented scribes, which was in no way commensurate with the armory. A shallow smile emanated from the corner of Han Gang's mouth, but under the moonlight, it seemed to be a profound irony of Liu San.

Liu San stared at Han Gang's smiling face hatefully, and the anger on his face gradually turned into ridicule, "Dare to laugh when you die!" Above! Give him a full meal, he can't hold him to death! ”

Liu San gave an order, and the two officials who came with him immediately rushed to Han Gang. The two followers were ridiculed with Huang Deyong during the day today, and they were both angry with this village, and the two of them were scrambling for the task of teaching Han Gang a lesson.

"Be careful, don't kill him, just break his hands and feet. I'm going to watch him live......"

Liu San's words were blocked by Han Gang again, and he only heard the sound of strings, with a little buzzing tail sound, and the official who rushed to the front suddenly fell to the sky, while the other official stopped stupidly and didn't dare to move.

Liu San looked at his companion who had been motionless since he fell to the ground in shock, and he couldn't see anything wrong with him at all, but then looked at Han Gang's hands stretched out from behind to his side, clearly holding a heavy crossbow that had just been fired.

"Han San, you ...... You ......" Liu San pointed at Han Gang and opened his mouth.

"What's wrong with me?"

Han Gang smiled gently, the more he was nervous, the more gentle and tranquil his expression became, and the knife-like eyebrows that had been involuntarily twisted up due to Huang Dama's treacherous plot finally stretched out. In the excitement of Ichiyanaka, his heart beat violently, and his body was hot. In the past few days, the resentment and hatred that have been accumulating in the bottom of my heart have boiled to the climax with this arrow.

He only tried to shoot three times after the front winding, and after practicing his hands, although he had some confidence, his heart was still a little weak. But the other side shot an arrow into the thief's eye socket, allowing a little more than half a foot of strong arrow to penetrate into the skull. Now look at it, with the accuracy of the crossbow machine, at a distance of less than ten steps, you will never miss a shot.

Liu San 'you' for a long time, and suddenly came back to his senses, pulled out the short knife at his waist, and shouted to remind another official a few steps ago: "He has no arrows in his hand!" ”

"Really?" Han Gang shook his hand with a smile, smashed the empty crossbow at the official who rushed over again, took a slight step back, and his waist instantly bent down and straightened up. As soon as his hands were raised, what appeared in his hand was another well-wound heavy crossbow.

"So what do you think this is?!" The three-edged arrow of steel was aimed at the official whose face turned pale, Han Gang didn't say much, and with a pull of his finger, another arrow shot out, right above the center of the mouth. The arrows fired angrily with the crossbow bow of three stones and more strength penetrated into the human body like a poisonous snake, and in the blink of an eye, they drilled out from behind, and the arrows vibrated in the human body, stirring the heart and lungs along the way into a hodgepodge.

"The second." Han Gang proudly raised the crossbow he had fired at Liu San, counting his catches. It is rumored that most of the first murder will cause nausea and want to vomit, but Han Gang has no discomfort at all, he only feels that his thoughts are clear and his heart is open. Come to think of it, those rumors are also nonsense.

"You ......" Liu San was completely stunned, as if he had fallen into a nightmare. This should have been an effortless and easy task, but how did it become the field it is now?

"You...... You ......" Liu San's voice was now as sharp as a woman, "You dare to kill officials and rebel!" You're waiting to be connected to the Nine Clans! ”

"Officer? Are you worthy of being a ruler too? Han Gang changed into a well-wound crossbow again, and the fine iron arrow reflecting the cold moonlight was pointed at Liu San's mouth: "You try to raise your voice a little higher, and see if Han's fingers will shake!" ”

The half-moon that had just risen to the eaves was shining from behind Han Gang, and Liu San only saw that the faces of the people in front of him were all in darkness, and he could only point to the heavy crossbow on the tip of his nose, a six-inch-long wooden feather short arrow was flashing with moonlight. Han Gang's six-foot-tall body cast a huge black shadow, completely enveloping the thin Liu San. In Liu San's eyes, it was like a demon god descending. The crossbow bolt was facing the tip of his nose, and Liu San was so frightened that his soul flew away. His legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. I want to speak, but my teeth don't rattle. He never thought that a tuberculosis talent would be so hot!

Han Gang was condescending and glared at Liu San: "Is it Huang Dama or Chen Ju?" ”

"It's Chen ......"

Liu Sancai spoke, Han Gang moved his fingers, smiled and buckled his teeth. The body of the crossbow shook suddenly, the bowstring hummed, and the power of the heavy crossbow at extremely close range was not much better than that of a pistol. The arrow penetrated through Liu San's nose, and a horn emerged from his jaw, nailing his scream before death to his throat. Liu San tossed on the ground a few times and stopped moving. He didn't blink, his eyes widened. At the last moment, Han Gang was still asking the mastermind behind the scenes, who would have thought that he would turn his face and do it the next moment.

"The third!"

raised his foot and kicked Liu San's body, confirming his death. Han Gang put down his empty crossbow and gasped slightly. The feeling of manipulating other people's lives made him very excited. Looking down at the three corpses, he was still not in the slightest discomfort.

In half an instant, the blood of the three of them splashed in the courtyard. Even in Qinzhou, the murder case is by no means a trivial matter, and this matter is really big. Han Gang silently looked at the three corpses scattered in the courtyard for a moment, then looked up at the gatehouse thirty steps away, and finally turned into a cold smile,

"I'm just afraid that things won't make a big fuss!"

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