At the mouth of the alley, there is also a wonton picker, a man is putting the fine chopping wood into the stove, the water in the iron pot is boiling, he puts the wontons into the pot, a stack of bowls is placed on the other end of the pick, two tables are also placed, a big oil umbrella is propped up to keep out the rain, although there is no guest, this man has no intention of closing the stall.

There is also a vegetable seller hiding under the eaves of people's houses, and some radishes and cucumbers and other greens are placed in front of him, and now it is the turn of spring and summer, and the vegetables are gradually increasing.

When Han Xu and the others came over, both of them nodded slightly, the man who sold vegetables made a secret hand gesture, Yan Song nodded, and said softly to Han Xu: "Old Wei and Monk Mao are here, and Shi Xin hasn't come over yet." My lord, do you want to wait? ”

"Can't wait." Han Xu said: "Shi Xin is from Dongyu's side, he has no way to come out, it's the same with him or not, as long as Wei Junfeng's puss is squeezed, this matter will be over." ”

The sky became darker and darker, the aroma of food came from all around, wisps of white smoke rose on the roofs of each house, the rain rustled, and the footsteps of each person were very light and swift, and they were also rustling.

The door of the Wei family's small courtyard soon appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and Han Xu made a hand gesture, and everyone separated.

The courtyard is sitting in the north and facing south, slightly inclined to the east, the opposite side of the courtyard gate and the east side are also this kind of small courtyard, the time has been long, the brick wall base is tilted, the bricks are covered with moss, the traces of the years are very obvious, and the road in the alley is soaked by the rain. The grass on the side of the road exudes a fresh fragrance, and people's feet are not very muddy on the road, but some are slippery.

Ren Shangwu, Li Wei, He Qinglei and the other three turned to the north. There is a small short wall on the side of the north house, which is the interval between the main house and the side room, He Qingyun Gao Xiaosan and Yang Guoyong and other three people stood under the east wall, the three of them waited quietly, their expressions were very flat, Yang Guoyong had some regret in his eyes, but his expression was very light. Today's incident is the choice of Wei Junfeng and others, and has nothing to do with others.

Han Xu, Yan Song, and Li Kezhong were under the front wall. Yan Song had some smugness on his face, Wei Junfeng's matter was that he had been staring, including the selection of people to pretend to be hawkers here to star, and it was also arranged by him, after this matter was over today. His status in Han Xu's heart would naturally be greatly improved.

There was a sound of laughter in the courtyard, and some people were talking not far away, it was already dark, and every household lit an oil lamp, and today because of the rain, it was darker than usual, and if the family had finished dinner at ordinary times, some people did not light the lamp at all in order to save fuel. After washing up, I went to bed when it was dark, but fortunately no one would go out on such a rainy day, which saved me trouble.

Gao Xiaosan proposed to do it in the middle of the night. But in the middle of the night, the sound of the hand was louder, the movement was amazing, and Xiong Tingbi was in Liaoyang City, there were many garrisons in the city, and they were heavily guarded, and they also strictly prevented the Eastern Prisoners from making trouble in the city. The gates were heavily checked, and there were many patrols in the city. Thinking about it, it was just dark at this time, and people didn't go out much, but there were still some pedestrians on the avenue, and after doing it, it was easy to evacuate and hide, which was much better than doing it in the middle of the night.

"It's almost time." Han Xu had some strange feelings in his heart, this was different from ambushing Donglu and killing people in the ancestral hall, at that time, all the people killed were enemies and scum, and there was no burden in his heart, but what he wanted to kill today was his former comrades-in-arms.

"My lord, look at my ......" Wei Junfeng rushed in front of him with a riding gun in his hand.

"My lord, I have a first-level decapitation!" The hair-loving monk carried a bloody Dongyu head and smiled in front of him.

"Let's do it." Han Xu shook his head and lightly slapped his palm three times, this was the code for the order to do it.

In front of him, Yan Song, who was agile, flicked his legs first, propped up the wall, and then turned over, the whole movement was light and fast, Han Xu's eyes flickered, this guy was already on the other side of the wall.

Han Xu also jumped his feet, pressing his hands on the loose bricks and tiles on the wall of the Wei family, wet on a rainy day, his palms were a little slippery, if it was difficult for ordinary people to climb over this wall, it was very easy in his skills, his feet were on the wall a little, and with a little force, the whole person also turned over.

In the process of climbing over the wall, Han Xu saw that Ren Shangwu, the brother of the He family, was turned over, and as soon as everyone landed, he took out his own weapons from his arms, or short knives, or ladder knives, shun knives, Ren Shangwu used short axes, He Qingyun was still his own iron whip, everyone had already practiced in advance, and after landing and pulling out their weapons, they rushed to the upper room in echelons.

The distribution of the Wei family's houses had long been drawn into figures by Yan Song and others, and although Han Xu and the others had come in for the first time, the situation inside was very familiar.

He Qingyun was the first to enter the door, and at this time he also heard movement inside, and there was a loud noise and scolding, Wei Junfeng shouted: "Blow out the lamp." ”

"Bang!"

The door of the upper room was kicked open by He Qingyun, both doors were kicked away, the door panel flew out, and slammed on the head of an old woman, the old woman was still holding a little baby in her arms, and the old woman overturned him when she fell, and the little doll began to cry.

"Kill!"

Wei Junfeng is like a mad tiger, he has already seen that the person who came is He Qingyun, and behind him is Han Xu and others, today's things have come to such a point, saying that breaking the sky is also a matter of life and death, he was a soldier when he was a teenager, and when he was young, he used to be a sharp whistle at night, sneaking into the grassland and hiding for many days, extremely dangerous, always worried about his life, at this time his family was by his side, which aroused his ferocity, his waist knife was placed on the table, and with a twitch of his hand, Xueliang blade had already slashed at He Qingyun.

Monk Mao and the other two also drew knives to fight, compared to Wei Junfeng are much haste, under the onslaught of Ren Shangwu and others, they can't resist, they have been forced to the inner room, the three of them kept being injured, let out bursts of screams, and soon Mao Monk and the other three began to beg for mercy, but Ren Shangwu and others ignored it, everyone kept slashing, the house was very narrow, the three of Mao Monk retreated to the bed, He Qinglei and Ren Shangwu Li Wei attacked the front, Gao Xiaosan flashed on the side, the ladder knife in his hand suddenly slashed on the middle leg bone of a person, after a loud click, The whole person fell to the bed, Li Wei kept slashing the knife in his hand on the man's waist and legs, and soon the flesh and blood were blurred, and after more than a dozen knives, the man's backbone was cut off, but he was not dead for a while, lying on the ground and moaning slightly.

The three of them fell one person, Yan Song slashed another person's arm on the side, the man panicked, dropped the knife in his hand, rolled out of bed with his head in both hands, and begged for mercy in his mouth, Yan Song ignored him, a knife slashed at his head, most of his palms were cut off, and then another knife hit the face, the man let out a terrifying scream, Yan Song stabbed him in the heart again, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Ren Shangwu was accidentally cut in the chest by Monk Mao at this time, fortunately he wore chain mail in his robe, the injury was not serious, he was fierce, like a tiger suddenly jumped on the bed, with a knife against Monk Mao's knife, and then pressed inside, Monk Mao's strength was far less than him, his knife kept being pressed down, he saw Ren Shangwu's eyes fierce, and the blade gradually forced his throat, Monk Mao cried: "Ren Laohu, we have stirred rice in a pot, you really can't bear to kill me?" (To be continued)