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In front of him, Yang Yinghan in the back didn't dare to look at it, and closed his eyes early.

The rat only had a little guts, peeking out quietly from his squinted eyes, and when he saw the nervous place, he immediately closed his eyes.

Instead, Yang Kun, who fell to the ground, looked at everything in front of him in a daze. He was defeated by Zhang Zhun, which was already unbelievable and unacceptable. However, what is even more unbelievable is that his four entourages were actually stabbed by the other party's bamboo spear as soon as they took a look!

If the other party is using a firecracker, he has no opinion at all.

However, the other party used the most primitive bamboo gun!

How can Yang Kun accept this?

"Draw your gun!"

Zhang Zhun shouted coldly.

The four of them pulled the bamboo gun hard.

Blood gushes like a fountain.

The sprayed blood completely stained the beach in front of the four entourages red.

"Puff puff!"

The bodies of the four attendants collapsed on the sand one after another, as if they were defeated, blood gushing out of the wounds and seeping under the dry sand. One of them may be that the bamboo gun is a little off, and it has not yet lost its breath, and after falling to the ground, it struggled painfully for a while, and finally there was no movement.

He's dead.

All dead.

The whole red rock beach is as silent as death.

Everyone's eyes were first focused on Zhang Zhun's face.

Zhang Zhun's face was expressionless, like a rock.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Kun again.

Yang Kun's face was pale, trembling constantly, and blood was oozing out from the corners of his mouth.

"Zou Mingjia, Yang Junjie, Yin Fengyi, Yang Hongwen, take the three-edged thorn." Zhang Zhun said expressionlessly.

The bamboo spears of the four of them just now were cut off by the four followers, and there was no blood.

Now, Zhang Zhun wants each of them to see blood in a real way.

You are not a real warrior if you don't see blood!

Brigadier Zhang grabbed Yang Kun with one hand.

Yang Kun desperately begged for mercy and promised desperately, just begging Zhang Zhun to let him go. His tears, snot, and all that came out, where was there any murderous appearance? Even, everyone smelled a foul smell, which was coming from his crotch. The brutal executioner on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is now completely paralyzed.

"Snort!"

Four sharp three-edged thorns, still from different angles, pierced Yang Kun's body.

In an instant, Yang Kun turned into a corpse, completely silent.

"Thrown."

Zhang Zhun said coldly.

Yang Qianqiang and Yang Zhiyuan came up, lifted Yang Kun's body, and threw him into the sea.

The bodies of the four attendants were also lifted up and thrown into the sea in an orderly manner.

The waves continued to surge, and soon all the corpses were swept away and disappeared without a trace.

Zou Mingjia collected the four waist knives and hid them in the rock crevices behind them. The quality of these four waist knives is still quite sharp, and it should be good to kill fish. As for killing, they are still used to three-edged thorns.

Yin Fengyi, Yang Hongwen and others used wooden barrels to bring seawater and poured it on the bloodstained beach. Dozens of buckets of water went down, and all the blood stains penetrated deeply into the bottom of the beach, and the surface could not be seen at all.

"Remember, it's easier to prick a man than to tie a fish."

Zhang Zhun said lightly.

The eight of them all nodded subconsciously.

"It's all my own people, and I'm sure no one will leak it."

"Of course, if someone leaks it, I won't care."

Zhang Zhun glanced at the eight people and said meaningfully.

"We're not going to say it!"

The eight of them said in unison.

Everyone of them has already seen blood just now, and no one will joke about their net worth, surname, life and future. Zhang Zhun is actually just a reminder. Whistleblowing, for them, does not do any good.

"Nothing has happened here."

"Let's all go back, it's no big deal."

"If someone asks about Yang Kun, you say you don't see it."

Zhang Zhun nodded with satisfaction.

The eight of them packed up their things and dispersed.

The red rock beach that was stirred just now slowly returned to desertion, leaving only Zhang Zhun, Mouse and Yang Yinghan. After all, the mouse is a man, and he has gradually woken up from the murderous scene just now, only Yang Yinghan's demeanor is still a little strange. Women, psychological endurance is always a little worse, witnessing a bloody scene, some overreactions, it is a matter of course.

Zhang Zhun looked at Yang Yinghan, whose face was a little pale, and said mildly comfortingly: "Little girl, it's okay, don't be afraid." It's okay, don't be afraid. ”

Yang Yinghan pursed her thin lips and said in a low voice, "I...... Is Yang Kun really dead? ”

Zhang Zhun said in a low tone: "I can't die anymore." ”

Yang Yinghan gritted her teeth lightly and said with relief: "It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead, if he dies, the revenge of Sister Xiaoju and Sister Xiaozhen will be avenged." ”

Zhang Zhun nodded solemnly and said slowly: "Yes." ”

The two women mentioned by Yang Yinghan were both ruined by Yang Kun and jumped into the well in the middle of the night and died. When their bodies were found in the morning, they were already cold. In Yangjiatun, there are more than two young women who have been ruined by Yang Kun.

Every time Yang Kun came back from Fushan City, Yang Yinghan and the other young girls had to hide as soon as possible, and this time was the same. Yang Yinghan simply came here to find Zhang Zhun and seek refuge.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhun did not disappoint her.

Yang Kun is dead, and all the young girls in Yangjiatun can breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, Yang Yinghan has a serious lack of understanding of the consequences of killing Yang Kun, which is Zhang Zhun's business. Since Zhang Zhun killed the other party, there is a way to deal with the consequences. That's right, that's what Yang Yinghan thinks. In her eyes, Zhang Zhun has gradually become omnipotent.

Seeing that it was not early, Zhang Zhun unconsciously took Yang Yinghan's hand and said, "Let's go, go back." ”

Yang Yinghan lowered his head and said a little shyly: "Okay." ”

When the three of them returned to Yangjiatun, they found that the atmosphere here was still a little tense, and many young girls who had escaped had not yet returned, obviously worried that Yang Kun would come back to Yangjiatun. Of course, they didn't know that Yang Kun had been killed, and Zhang Zhun and the others wouldn't say it, so they had to keep everyone uneasy for a while.

Of course, Yang Kun is dead, and it is impossible for Yang Jiatun to have no precautions. Yang Genlei killed his son, and he must have instigated Wang Shixin to continue to send people to Yangjiatun to make trouble. And Yangjiatun's biggest weakness is among the crowds who go to Laoshan to collect firewood. Brigadier Zhang called Yang Ruifeng aside, explained the incident roughly, and reminded Yang Ruifeng that they must be careful when they go to Laoshan to collect firewood.

Collecting firewood from Yangjiatun to Laoshan is a necessary job for boiling salt. The path they usually take is from the south side of Fushan City, and does not cross Fushan City. There are only three gates in Fushan City: east, west and north, and if the people in the city want to come out and do it, they must take a detour.

This section of the road is the time for Zhang Zhun to fight for the alarm.

Therefore, Zhang Zhun arranged for the rats to pay close attention to the movements of Fushan City and stare at the three gates of Fushan City. If you find that there is a large group of people in the city leaving the city, you must issue an alarm as soon as possible.

The mouse agreed.

Practicing assassination, this kid is definitely not good, but he is really good at making friends with three sects and nine streams, stealing chickens and touching dogs or something. There are several people like him in Yang Jiatun, and everyone works separately, and they can basically stare at the three gates of Fushan City. If there is any big move, you can definitely find it at the first time.

"Be careful at night, too."

Zhang Zhun is still not very reassured.

"Yulin, don't worry about this staring thing."

The rat is rare to be confident once, patting his chest and guaranteeing.

When it comes to the surnames of their relatives, rats are indeed very serious.

After eating in the evening, Zhang Zhun took time to tell Yang Kaide about the day's events.

Yang Kaide listened quietly, and said with emotion for a long time: "Yulin, you have removed a scourge with your hands, if the villagers know, they will definitely be grateful to you, especially Xiaoju, Xiaozhen, her father, and Tang Ying's children." The blood debt he owes is too much, and God finally opened his eyes and deserved it. It's just that it is not yet possible to let them know. ”

Zhang Zhun nodded and said, "I think so too, confidentiality is very important. ”

Yang Kaide said with relief: "Remove this scourge, our Yang Jiatun will at least be better off in the future." Yulin, don't worry too much about secrecy, I can guarantee that the few of them will definitely not leak secrets. In the future, when you encounter these minions of Wang Shixin, if you have a chance, you will have to get rid of a few. Get rid of all his minions, and he won't have much power. ”

Zhang Zhun nodded.

Yang Kaide said: "Wang Shixin also has a powerful minion, that is, the black panther. This person is surrounded by thirty or forty people all the year round, and he has all kinds of weapons, and he is the most murderous. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, two of us died at his hands, and countless others were wounded. Find a way to kill this person, Wang Shixin can only go into battle in person. ”

Zhang Zhun said quietly: "I asked the rat to collect information about the black panther. If you have the chance, you will kill him as soon as possible. ”

Yang Kaide said with a smile: "Yulin, with your help, I really believe that the good word is just around the corner." Bring me your crutches, and I'll go around to Old Chen. Now that the people in the tun are watching you, when do you want someone to help, just tell me. ”

Zhang Zhun nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

Although the old man was unable to move, he still seemed quite excited when he heard the news that Yang Kun had been killed, and he was still unsatisfied, so he went to chat with several backbone military households on crutches. As for what he will say to the soldiers, it is unknown.

Before I knew it, five or six days had passed.

In these five or six days, Fushan City did not have a big reaction. The information fed back by the rat is that everything is as usual. Yang Kun's son, Yang Genlei, didn't take any special action, as if he hadn't found out that his son had been swept away by the waves.

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