By the time all the old and weak women and children had eaten and drunk enough, it was already noon. Due to all kinds of entanglements and complicated trivial matters, Yang Lin and his party did not set off for a day, and were still stationed in place, preparing to leave early the next morning.

Whenever Yang Lin wanted to gather his subordinates and call back the little girl Zhao Min, there would be groups of disaster victims who came here to thank Yang Lin and express their gratitude, which temporarily restrained Yang Lin's hands and feet and made it impossible to arrange the departure.

All this happened, as if a big hand was pushing and preventing Yang Lin and the others from setting off. However, everything happened so reasonably, in line with the scene, and did not arouse suspicion, except for one person.

Yang Lin looked at Zhao Min, who was playing with other children in the distance, revealing an innocent and smiling face, but he couldn't raise the slightest interest, his forehead gradually wrinkled, and there was a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

At sunset, surrounded by darkness, there were many more fires in Yang Lin's station, and there were crackling sounds everywhere, one after another. Whether it was Yang Lin's side or the victims' side, most of them had already fallen asleep, the wind was blowing, everything seemed so peaceful, and the two sides got along so harmoniously.

However, the moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when the murder is over.

Under the wind, a dark cloud moved slowly, blocking the bright moonlight, and darkness once again shrouded the residence of Yang Lin and his party.

Several black shadows appeared, sneaky, and slowly emerged near the carriage of Yang Lin and his party, ghostly and whispering.

Gradually, there were more and more black shadows, some sneaking towards the carriage, and some sneaking towards Yang Lin and his party, holding a thick wooden stick in their hands, or holding a cold knife with a glowing ghost, gesturing, and slowly approaching.

The movements of the gang were so clean and neat, and the footsteps were inaudible as they walked. Between gestures, be careful and cautious. At first glance, these people are a group of veterans, who often walk in the dark, and are good at doing this kind of murderous and overselling things.

Maybe Yang Lin and these people are unlucky, and the sky is not beautiful, and the dark night has covered up the behavior of these people, making their whereabouts more secretive. Only when you get close to the flames can you see their figures.

Closer, closer and closer, the three figures silently approached Yang Lin and the others.

At the same time, the air around seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely heavy, more and more depressing, and more and more tense. And all this, the people in their sleep were unaware, still breathing evenly and smoothly, sleeping peacefully.

Soon, the three figures stood two feet away from Yang Lin, slowly approaching, their arms slowly rising, the wooden stick reached the highest point, and the cold knife was raised high.

In an instant, whether it was a thick wooden stick or a glittering cold knife, it fell instantly, mixed with a whistling sound, smashed downward, or chopped off, pointing directly at the heads of Yang Lin and the three of them, and the eyes of the three of them flashed with fierceness, all cold and ruthless.

At the moment of great danger, "Bang bang bang!" Three gunshots rang out in a row, blood splashed in an instant, the guns and bullets were not missing, the three figures froze in response, and then slammed on the ground, their bodies twitched, no longer breathing, and their hearts stopped beating.

Under the illumination of the flames of the fire, a black hole appeared on the brains of the three people, bubbling with blood, all of them were full of hideous colors, their eyes were wide open, all of them were unwilling, and the smell of blood spread instantly.

Then, a large number of gunshots rang out, sparks flickered in the night, and gunsmoke filled the air.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, more than 50 people quickly emerged in the dark night, all holding bird guns, quickly surrounding Yang Lin's side, and from time to time they opened fire, knocking over the black shadow that was carrying the things on the carriage to the ground, the gun took away a fresh life, splashed with blood, and there was no hesitation to start, cold-blooded and ruthless, mechanical and fast, accurate marksmanship without wasting a bullet.

Everything happened in an instant, between lightning and flint. In just a few dozen seconds of hurrying, the air was filled with a smell of blood, and more than a dozen corpses were scattered on the ground, in different postures, either lying down, lying on their stomachs, or leaning on the side of the carriage, few people were breathing, and most of them were crying for their lives.

In this case, the sleeping people have already been awakened, and the sudden change made everyone frightened, no one dared to hug their heads and run away, all of them shrank into a ball in fear, did not dare to make the slightest movement, and stayed there honestly, afraid of causing the attack of the gangsters, and at the same time, they were also afraid that the unknown weapon would hit them.

At this moment, all the victims of the disaster were full of fear, and the faint sound of commotion rose one after another.

After another burst of gunfire, it turned into sporadic dots, and then the night returned to calm again, and the victims around Yang Lin and the others were still trembling, their eyes were full of fear, fear, nervous and at a loss.

At this time, Zhao Min also shrank in fear, burrowing into Yang Lin's arms, trembling a little, refusing to come out, not daring to open his eyes to look around. No matter how Yang Lin comforted and persuaded him, it was to no avail, Zhao Min's delicate body was like a kangaroo cub, just waiting like that, hanging on Yang Lin's body.

Gradually, as the people who suddenly appeared on the periphery approached, the incoming black shadow repulsed. With the help of the firelight, it can be seen that these people are the soldiers trained by Yang Lin in the time-space history reversal.

Now, each with a bird in his hand, they were on guard and checking to see if there was any one alive who had fallen to the ground. Everyone's gestures exude a fierce momentum, which is very impressive.

These people in Yang Lin are completely dressed as modern people, all with split pants and collar tops. All of them are full of fierce intentions, intimidating all the victims.

Except for Yang Lin and the six entourages who had been holding bird guns calmly, the others were silent and lowered their heads in panic. Yang Xiao on the side didn't know these fifty people, so he asked in a worried whisper, "Young Master, what should I do now?" ”

"What to do? They are all our people, what is there to be afraid of, so nervous. ”

"But but, young master, since they are their own people, why are their costumes so weird? It's very different from us. If it weren't for the fact that I saw their braids, which were the same as ours, I would have thought they were aliens. ”

Yang Lin's words didn't have much effect on Zhao Min, he was still trembling with fear, and he was very afraid. Seeing the little girl buried deep in his arms, Yang Lin didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and he was at a loss.

At this time, one of the first two old men who had been near Yang Lin and his party tentatively reminded: "This young master, is this girl afraid of the dead?" ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and Yang Lin instantly understood the source of Zhao Min's fear. That was the dead people all around, the death was terrible, the blood was all over the ground, and it was very hideous. Although the corpse had stopped bleeding, it still smelled of blood.

Without thinking much or saying much, Yang Lin didn't have any explanation, so he walked towards the carriage with the little girl in his arms, preparing to place Zhao Min in the carriage first, and then deal with these things later. At the same time, Yang Lin said to the old man without looking back: "Thank you, old man!" ”

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xiao also seemed to be evasive and scared, and followed closely and walked towards the carriage.

The three of them sat in the carriage, and the faint smell of osmanthus powder permeated the entire space, and the rich smell of blood was instantly covered. Smelling the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, Yang Lin felt that he was also a lot more comfortable, and his heart was relaxed.

Out of sight and out of mind, far away from the dead and bloody scenes, Zhao Min's mood was much better, tended to be stable, and he was no longer so trembling, but he still held Yang Lin. Perhaps only in this way, smelling the unique breath of Yang Lin, will the little girl feel safe and feel at ease.

Gradually, Zhao Min seemed to be too tired, and the whole person fell into sleep, his clean little face twitched a few times from time to time, and he made a slight nasal voice, and there was a look of fear between his eyebrows, which was instantly pitiful and pitying.

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