But he still had his own worries and sense of urgency, especially when Liu Zhenming, Cheng Zeheng and others arranged to find four hundred members to join the team of the ghost soldiers, the uneasiness and unwillingness in Wu Qiling's heart reached the extreme. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he's the same as everyone else, you don't say it, I don't say it, everyone doesn't say it, but he knows in his heart that whoever has any opinions on his arrangement, who has questioned his ability, and what position he deserves, it's just that because of Su Zedong's strong martial arts and friendship with him and his candidate for the head of the Ming Sect, the identity of the hall master of the Juyi Hall is there, suppressing them, and in the ghost army, with the increase in numbers, an intelligence group has gradually formed, and part of its work is external, and the other part, Even a fool knows that the intelligence work he collects must be aimed at them, the older generation of ghost soldiers, but he has not entered the management of Dongzhen Company.

However, in addition to giving more money to the veterans of the ghost soldier team, Su Zedong also took care of the house, food, clothes and other things, and even in the troubled times, they could still get gifts from Dongzhen Company during the New Year's holidays, such as knives, swords, artillery, firearms, etc., and most of them would also be accompanied by a few books written about martial arts.

And what is even more commendable is that Su Zedong, who is the hall master and presides over the overall situation, is embarrassed to do it on the surface, and let Liu Zhenming, the deputy hall master, and Cheng Zeheng, a person who has a lot of weight in the ghost army, do it......

Manchun Building, Zuixian Building, and Yihong Mansion have been brought over by Liu Zhenming many times, and hundreds of girls have almost played all over again.

It's just that recently, the rumors in Gaoyou City have become tighter, and the women from Zuixianlou and Manchunlou have been forced to be trafficked to the Mongolian troops, so Wu Qiling and other old fritters naturally have fewer opportunities to have fun.

Although the old members of the ghost soldier team are all old fritters, most of them are young men in their early thirties, and they are in the prime of life, and they don't have a wife or a group of concubines as a regular companion in bed for the cause of the killer, but they don't even have a girl who is happy with them overnight, and those veteran members of the ghost soldier team are naturally a little reluctant.

However, they soon received orders from the headquarters and the management of Dongzhen Company, saying that there was a new task arranged, and this group of veteran team members, each of whom had at least two copies of Dongzhen's related things, naturally had a lot less time to have fun.

Because of this, most of the veterans of the ghost soldiers went to the battlefield, and most of them were nested in a group of fires, and there was no place to vent!

Wu Qiling is one of them, his temper is on the one hand, he is fanatically pursuing those things that have to be said but very shy between men and women, and on the other hand, what he can't get, others can't think of it, what he has to do now is to tear all the beautiful things in the world but have nothing to do with it, to shreds!

When, Wu Qiling's sword was pressed against Zhang Dazhuang's elderly mother, whose neck was full of wrinkles and green tendons, the old man who watched his son, grandson, and several daughters-in-law die under his nose was unusually calm at this time, as if everything had happened, or everything had happened, but it had all passed.

When Wu Qiling's cold eyes and Zhang Dazhuang's mother's tearful but tender eyes looked at each other, Wu Qiling's heart had ripples, and he didn't expect that he would actually have regrets after glancing at an elderly woman, but at this time, he had no way to turn back.

Zhang Dazhuang's mother no longer screamed and killed the ghost soldiers and others who killed the women and children who had no resistance to the enemy at all, and there was no longer anger and sadness on her face, even the kind eyes were so bland, less bloodshot, less hatred, but also a little more sorrow, a little more sadness - this could be despair, Wu Qiling thought in his heart.

"Well, old man, don't hate me, if you want to blame, you can only blame your son for not fighting, standing on the wrong team, and choosing the wrong direction." Wu Qiling's sword around Zhang Dazhuang's mother's neck still didn't cut down, and he continued: "For your death, I can only say I'm sorry!" ”

After Zhang Dazhuang's mother finished saying Wu Qiling's words, her eyes immediately became firm, and there was a little anger and hardness in her tenderness, but she didn't look at him with hatred yet, and said: "You don't have to say sorry to me, you are already a demon, since you ordered to kill these innocent people, you are destined to not be forgiven by anyone!" ”

"Hehehe, I didn't want to be forgiven, I just wanted to say it, so that you can be an old man and go on the road better." The sword in Wu Qiling's hand was still tightly pressed against Zhang Dazhuang's mother's neck, and said, "If you have anything else to say, or what you want to do, you will have an explanation now." ”

After listening to Wu Qiling's words, Zhang Dazhuang's mother sighed deeply, showed a very peaceful smile, and said: "Well, even if it is a demon, it has its own conscience, just for this, I want to thank you....... can I, take another look at the dog, although I am old, but I also know that he did something wrong to suffer such a disaster." ”

Wu Qiling

Wu Qiling did not reply immediately, he thought that if he agreed this time, the rest of the work would be even more difficult to do, after all, sending twelve old people to the Western Elysium was also quite a test of the executioner's psychological quality!

However, when Wu Qiling looked around, he saw that every member of the ghost team had expectations and expectations in their eyes, thinking that they had just come into contact with the ruthless battlefield and this inhumane killing work, if they were stubborn and insisted on going their own way, their prestige might really be lost.

"Sent" Zhang Dazhuang's elderly mother to Zhang Dazhuang's body, Wu Qiling did not stand by and guard it all the time, but said coldly, "I still have a lot of things to do, you only have a quarter of an hour, what you want to say, just say it as soon as possible!" ”

After finishing speaking, Wu Qiling and several members of the ghost team went to a place where Zhang Dazhuang's mother could not see, and hid in the dark night, hiding in the rain.