When the first touch of fish belly white appeared on the edge of the sky, Duan Mo stretched his waist and rubbed his dark eyes.

Drunken Dream had already fallen asleep beside him, and the sound of gentle breathing was like a lullaby, always urging him to fall asleep in his ears.

Duan Mo threw a cigarette butt at his feet, he stayed up all night, and he was already exhausted.

On this night, the screams and wails in the entire residential area came and went, sometimes far away, sometimes near, all the time tugging at Duan Mo's nerves, he walked around the wall no less than three hundred times, and even remembered the location of every brick clearly.

Approaching dawn, Duan Mo was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, after all, most people choose the night when they do bad things, and the sunshine always gives people courage.

Drunken Meng said softly, stretched, opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eye was Duan Mo's face, she was stunned for a while, and when her brain began to work, she immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I-"

"It's okay," Duan Mo's face was extremely haggard, and he said with a smile, "There was nothing wrong last night. ”

As he spoke, Doudou and Chunxia walked out of the house, their clothes were full of pleats, apparently they were sleeping in Kimono last night. Their faces were much stronger than Duan Mo's, but they were not very energetic, obviously on such a night, no one could sleep peacefully.

"Brother Duan Mo, Sister Drunken Dream, go and rest." Doudou walked over, took the compound bow in the hands of Duan Mo and Zuimeng, and said to Duan Mo and Zuimeng with restraint of sleepiness.

Duan Mo knew that now was not the time to be polite, if he was not in a full state, he would not be able to deal with the situation that might happen at any time, so he nodded happily, but before resting, he still climbed onto the roof and took a final look at the surrounding situation.

Outside the wall, the girl's body was still lying there, with an arrow stuck in the back of her head. Her blood had coagulated, and some dew had gathered on her clothes.

Duan Mo sighed and looked a little farther away, everything was as usual. But after the overlapping houses, it is not known how many people died......

Duan Mo even saw a long pool of blood on the ground on the street corner in the distance, and judging by the amount of bleeding, at least three people died.

"It's really a night of demons dancing......" Duan Mo shook his head, climbed down from the roof, and instructed Doudou Chunxia: "Call me as soon as there is a situation." After getting repeated reassurances from Doudou and Chunxia, he dragged his tired body back to the bedroom. He originally wanted to take advantage of the time before falling asleep to think about how to spend the day safely, but he didn't expect that his head just touched the pillow and immediately fell asleep.

This sleep was groggy, Duan Mo had countless dreams, he dreamed that women and children were crying, hideous black shadows were laughing wildly, and frenzied flames burned into the sky, echoing the huge moon rings......

When he opened his eyes, the sun was setting outside the window, and the sky was fiery red.

He shook his head a few times to bring himself to his senses quickly, and then strode out of the bedroom, finding Junxia and Drunken Dreams in the courtyard outside.

She woke up a few minutes earlier than Duan Mo, and at the moment she was staring at the map in a daze, while Doudou was looking out from the rooftop, although she didn't have a 98K and a high-powered scope, but the keen observation skills she had exercised for a long time could still allow her to find all the clues around her.

The atmosphere was a little gloomy, Duan Mo coughed, and asked pretending to be relaxed: "I didn't expect to sleep for so long—is there a situation outside?" ”

No one answered him, and Duan Mo immediately felt that something was not quite right—Chun Xia sat on the grass, pulling the blades of grass one at a time, drunk and dreaming without saying a word, not even blinking his eyes.

He sniffed and noticed that there was a strong fishy smell in the air, which he was very familiar with—the smell of blood!

"What's going on?" Duan Mo raised his voice a little, but he didn't need to answer.

He saw that in the crack under the gate, a pool of blood-red liquid had condensed, and the violent fishy smell was emitted from there.

He walked over quickly, looked out through the crack in the iron door, and was immediately dumbfounded.

On the street outside the gate, which is not too wide, there are nearly ten corpses lined up horizontally, these people are in different ways, some have been cut down, some have been strangled to death, their faces are pale, and two corpses have sharp swords stuck in their heads, which are obviously the hands of Doudou and them.

"Someone attacked last night?" Duan Mo asked again.

Drunken Dream finally took her eyes off the map, and she organized her language and said, "No one is attacking, but there are people fighting outside the gate......"

"What?" Duan Mo had only seen squad battles, where had he seen street fights, he looked at those corpses again, only to find that they did have various steel pipes, fruit knives and other weapons in their hands.

"Crazy boy?" Duan Mo suspected that he had slept stupidly all day today, and he didn't know that there were people outside the door who were fighting. "What bad luck...... You can't die anywhere, you have to die at our doorstep. ”

Duan Mo felt that it was really unlucky, so he planned to go out to clean up, and was about to open the door, but Drunken Meng hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait, there's still someone out there!"

Drunken Meng pointed across the street, and sure enough, behind the old willow trees, there were two men carrying steel pipes, their figures looming, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Hey, brother over there, what are you going to do?" Duan Mo roared twice, but Drunken Dream suddenly pulled him.

He didn't understand why Drunken Dream was pulling him, but when the two men spoke, he understood.

"Yo, there's a man in there? Haha, Lao Tzu came to rob the woman today, hand over the woman, and Lao Tzu will spare you from death! ”

The two men shouted, and their mouths kept spewing obscene foul language, and Duan Mo understood why Zuimeng wanted to pull himself.

"Kill them?" Duan Mo didn't bother to talk nonsense with those two scumbags, and asked Drunken Meng in a low voice.

"I want to too!" Drunken Meng said angrily: "But those two miscellaneous pieces are hiding outside and not getting closer, the accuracy of the compound bow is not enough, and we can't ...... it."

Duan Mo felt angry and funny, angry that the other party actually dared to say some obscene things to the drunken dreams, and laughed because the other party really didn't know life or death, and actually dared to come in front of him to be a clown.

"This is a day of freedom...... It's really lively. ”

Duan Mo was thinking about how to get rid of the two miscellaneous pieces when Doudou suddenly screamed.

"Someone's coming!"

"There's no going to be another fight, is it?" Duan Mo frowned, it was originally a bloody and brutal day of freedom, but these people were turned into gangsters and grabbed territory.

Doudou immediately shook his head, and his voice was a little more hurried, "No, no, Brother Duan Mo, come up and take a look!" ”

Seeing Doudou's appearance, Duan Mo didn't talk nonsense, took three steps and did two steps, and hurriedly went upstairs.

This small building is only two stories high, and the field of vision is not wide, but the direction of the street can be seen far away, Duan Mo came to Doudou's side, looked in the direction Doudou pointed, and was immediately dumbfounded.

"It's ...... What formation?! ”

At the end of the street, a black wall of people slowly pressed against it.

Duan Mo's jaw was about to drop, he had only seen this kind of formation in movies......

Countless people in black suits passed through the street, blocking the whole road, and I don't know how many people were behind it, and these people gathered into a big black river, and the street was the river valley. The river moved very slowly, but it was oppressive, and each of them in a black suit had a darker axe in their hands, and their steps were loose, but none of them spoke.

Countless pairs of leather shoes are tapping on the asphalt road at the same time, and the sound of the tapping is perfectly synchronized, and after resonance, it is infinitely amplified, which is simply deafening.