Chapter 12: Purge

In the county seat, more than 2,000 ghost-faced warriors investigated everywhere to find the bitter master.

At the beginning, the poor people were afraid to speak, not only for fear of their iron faces, but also for fear of retaliation afterwards, this kind of thing must be difficult to explain.

Until an old woman came out first, she was lonely, and she was no longer afraid of death at this age, let alone living in this kind of hell.

"My eldest son was gone more than ten years ago, and my youngest son only found half of his body two years ago, and his upper body was outside the city, and he was gnawed off by wild dogs, and if he wasn't a mother, he wouldn't have recognized him."

"My little daughter-in-law is also gone, I can't find it, and that day, she went out with her little son. I know that she was not eaten by wild dogs, and must have been abducted by the Flower Street Gang. ”

"It's the Flower Street Gang who did it! They have harmed a lot of women, and they have long taken a fancy to my family's little daughter-in-law, they must have done it! ”

The old woman looked crazy, and her language expression skills were a little problematic, so she made things clear.

Besides, for the ghost-faced warriors, it is enough to know that there is such a flower street gang that is harming their neighbors, and if they have a goal, they can attack.

Evidence?

It is not a problem at all to be arrested and tried in the first instance.

The ghost-faced warrior loaded the old woman into a flatbed carriage, and under her guidance, a team of fifty people headed for the lair of the Flower Street Gang.

Somewhere in the west of the city, the Flower Street Gang occupies a very large courtyard, which was the residence of a wealthy merchant a few years ago, and now, the rich merchant's family has long disappeared, and his whereabouts are unknown.

In a place outside the law, life is comfortable, and it is all based on the suffering of others.

In the hall of the house, the old gang leader, the young gang leader, and several leaders of the Huajie Gang were gathering together to discuss the blockade of the county seat by the Zhennan Army.

They didn't know that the old men in the yamen were already enjoying various treatments such as soldering irons and tiger chairs at this moment.

"The imperial court has strictly ordered that the demon suppression army is not allowed to leave the inner region, and it has long been ignored by the idle affairs outside. Why did this Zhennan Army walk out of the Taiping Mansion and come to our side? ”

"It should be for personal matters, but it's definitely not for the purpose of killing demons."

"Slay demons? Hmph, it's just a joke, they have this ability, and the world has long been peaceful. ”

"It shouldn't be anything, it's estimated that I'll withdraw after finishing the work, during this period, let the little ones have a little more eyesight, don't provoke those who are soldiers...... It's a big deal, let's shell out some money and break the bank. ”

"Well, it's not a big deal to spend some money, as long as you can get these plague gods to leave early."

……

As he was talking, there was a sudden commotion in the courtyard outside, and the minions who were guarding outside were all shouting.

First, a dozen ghost-faced warriors jumped onto the wall, condescendingly blocking the various locations where they might be absconding.

Rumble!

Then, the gate slammed open, as if a siege engine was coming from outside, only to be kicked by some ghost-faced warrior.

In the prison world, not to mention the cultivation of the whole people, at least most of the clone warriors are born for war, and at this stage, the weakest ones are also internal force warriors.

Those with the best qualifications have already stepped into the path of cultivation, and they are not needed for the time being.

"What's the matter?"

The old and young gang leaders of the Flower Street Gang, several leaders, rushed out of the hall with weapons in hand.

"Zhennan Army, law enforcement! Arrest! ”

The ghost-faced warrior who rushed to the front shouted in a deep voice: "If you resist, kill on the spot!" ”

"Why did the Zhennan Army arrest people?"

The old gang leader of the Flower Street Gang stood on the stone steps with a knife in his voice: "You are trespassing on people's houses and harming the people!" ”

It's a pity that these truths have no effect on the ghost-faced warriors, and under the cold steel masks, even a trace of their expressions can't be seen.

"Within three numbers, disarm and surrender!"

The ghost-faced warrior who had just shouted had a spear at the end of his head and counted coldly: "One! Two! Three! ”

Flutter!

The spear poked into the chest of an imposing shirtless man.

Pick it up again, and pick up his stout body of nearly 200 catties and fly out.

Put away the gun, stab again!

fluttered, and stabbed into the neck of a knife-wielding man on the left.

Put away the gun, and the blood spurted like a column.

"Huh?"

This kills?

"You ......"

The old gang leader of the Flower Street Gang roared angrily: "Why do you do this? Soldiers can't kill indiscriminately? ”

All that answered him was the grim-faced warrior's gaze as cold as a blade.

Ghost-faced warriors are war machines, and strictly speaking, they are not enforcers who can reason with anyone.

What's more, they have already received Tang Feng's mental instructions: the Flower Street Gang can be killed.

Tang Feng's telekinetic probe enveloped the entire city, and he had detected many unsightly things in this mansion: dozens of dry bones were buried in the backyard garden, all of them women.

There are secret rooms underneath the houses, and in each room there are at least two unclothed women.

Whose children, whose wives, whose sisters?

In this world, demons eat people, people also eat people, ordinary people are no different from animals, there is nothing worth talking about.

More ghost-faced warriors entered the mansion from various positions, and the Flower Street gang had no way to escape.

They are approaching step by step, there will be no more nonsense, what should be said has already been said, and after three counts, no more words from them will be heard.

In the prison world, they may be a warm man with a pleasant face, but once they come out and put on a demon mask, they become killing machines with a heart like a soldier.

"Helper, what should I do? These soldiers are unreasonable. ”

A bearded leader approached the old gang leader and whispered inquiring, but in fact, he was already weak in his heart and terrified.

But there are also bold outlaws, who can be called real outlaws, another guy with a scar on his forehead and a meaty face, wielding a machete, shouting in a loud voice: "What can you do, fight with them, who are we afraid of in the Flower Street Gang?" ”

These were his last words, and in the next second, a sharp arrow triggered by internal force penetrated from the left brain and pierced through the right brain, and he grunted in his throat and fell to the ground on his back.

The old gang leader's body trembled, and the corners of his eyes were uncontrollable faint twitches.

Bang!

His son, the young gang leader who looked more majestic, had already dropped his steel knife and ducked behind a pillar.

The young gang leader had a good look in his eyes, and saw that the bow and arrow of another ghost-faced warrior on the wall had been aimed at him.

Under the guidance of his father, the young gang leader has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his skills are good, so he really knows how terrifying the arrow just now is.

It's too fast!

The flight path of the arrow is almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, so how can it be blocked or dodged?

Anyway, he didn't have the confidence to survive under this kind of archery, so he only used the instinctive reaction of a warrior to immediately throw away his weapon.

Sure enough, the steel knife hit the ground, and the bow and arrow of the ghost-faced warrior on the wall redirection slightly, aiming at the others.

"Dad, surrender."

The young gang leader shrank behind the pillar and whispered to his father: "This is not an ordinary sergeant, everyone is a master, we can't resist it." ”

The old gang leader frowned, still hesitating, and there was a faint flash of murder in his eyes.

Vicious for half his life, he has killed countless people, and he has not really started fighting, so he is about to disarm and surrender?

He's really a little unwilling.

Why?

Why?

In this Guobei County, there is no royal law, and it has obviously been abandoned by the imperial court, and there should be no one in the world to control us.

In these years, this realm, if you have been evil to demons, you should live well......

Call!

A spear flew over, pierced through his thick chest, and drove his burly body back more than a meter, the tip of the spear digging deep into the brick wall behind him, hanging him on the wall.

The old gang leader looked stunned, and before he could feel the sharp pain in his chest, he just lowered his head to look at the barrel of the gun that was still shaking violently.

"You ......"

He looked up again, looking at the ghost-faced warrior who had shouted earlier, and his hands were empty.

His steel spear is stuck in himself at this moment.

This ghost face was still silent, no more words, and his cold eyes scanned the others.

"Surrender!"

As soon as the young gang leader saw this, the first reaction was not the grief of his father being killed, but poked his head out and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze?" Throw away your weapons and surrender to me! ”

The paralyzed old guy is gone, and finally I said it......