"Pack your bags now and leave it to me." Feng Hua said.

Shen Heting and Cai Yuanjun glanced at each other, and then looked at the house with four walls, what to clean up? In addition to a few torn clothes from the children, they were the two torn clothes left by Feng Hua.

As for the pots and pans, they were all scooped out of a pile of debris after raiding the house, the pots were leaky, the bowls were notched, and the chopsticks were missing by a third.

There is only one bed, and it looks like it was put together after eight pieces were dismantled.

"Forget it, don't clean it up." Feng Hua sighed in his heart after speaking. In life, no one knows what will happen tomorrow.

However, Feng Hua still asked, "Didn't you hide anything important?" ”

Shen Heting shook his head distressedly: "Where is the time...."He was raided in the first wave here, and there was no warning before, he didn't have time to do anything.

Not to mention things, the money didn't have time to pack a cent, but it was useless to pretend, and in the end, the clothes on the body were stripped off, and there was nothing left in the pocket.

"Then you didn't bury anything in your old house?" Feng Hua asked.

"No ....." Shen Heting was embarrassed and regretful. He'd only moved into the house for a few years, and besides, he'd still be a young man, not old enough to bury treasures underground. The calligraphy, paintings, antiques and other things at home are all placed in the study.

"Okay then." Feng Hua said: "I'll call someone to come and copy your house again, don't be afraid, it's all your own people, make a show, so that you can get out." ”

Actually, it would be better not to tell them now, but she was afraid of scaring the child. Feng Hua still remembered the innocent appearance of the two children of the Shen family, but now, only a numb face remained.

Let's make a fuss for a while, so don't scare the children out of any way.

"Calm them down first." After Feng Hua finished speaking, he left the Shen family and went to find Qiao Yang.

pulled Qiao Yang and whispered for a long time, and handed him a bottle of fresh pig blood in a thermos bucket, which is the closest animal blood to human blood that can be touched in life.

Qiao Yang went back and immediately ordered 20 people to come out, these were all brought by his hometown, absolute henchmen.

The group rode bicycles and arrived at Shen's house at a gallop.

As for the bicycles, of course, they are all "confiscated". The other teams have confiscated their shells and weapons, and they have confiscated a bicycle, which is simply too soft.

It was the middle of the night, and the narrow alley was quiet, except for the occasional coughing and whispering.

When they arrived outside the alley, everyone locked their bicycles and broke in. It is "breaking", breaking through with great momentum, and meeting pots and pots along the way. Of course, there are too few people who put this kind of thing outside, and more of it is a pole for drying clothes.

These were not let go, and they were all taken down. There was a crackling sound, and the whole alley was immediately awakened.

But no one spoke, no one lit the lamp, and the alley was quieter except for the sound of the invincible clans themselves.

But behind each curtain hides a pair of eyes.

Qiao Yang and the others went all the way to the Shikumen of the Shen family unimpeded, and a petite and neat team member climbed over the wall into the courtyard and opened the gate from the inside.

When the shikumen was built, the defensive nature was emphasized, and the worst gates were thick wooden gates, which were more difficult to attack.

The courtyard was still quiet, and no one dared to come out and ask why, but the sound of furniture moving could be heard behind every room, and the doors were blocked.

"Does Shen Heting live here?!" Qiao Yang roared, his voice stern and fierce.

"Shen Heting is not there?!" The twenty or so people behind him shouted in unison, and the momentum made the entire alley seem to tremble.

Shen Heting and Cai Yuanjun hugged the child and trembled. If Feng Hua hadn't said it, this was his own person, and they would have been scared to death now.

This momentum is a hundred times stronger than the wave of people who raided their house at the beginning.

"Where is Shen Heting?!" No one answered, and everyone yelled again: "If no one speaks, we will search from house to house!" ”

"In the pavilion!" I don't know which window, a woman's shrill cry was immediately heard.

Qiao Yang waved his hand, and everyone went straight to the pavilion.

The pattern of the shikumen is this characteristic, which is the living room, which is the kitchen, which is the bedroom, which is the pavilion, all of which are fixed.

The sound of everyone stepping on the stairs was like an earthquake, and the old stairs seemed to break at any moment.

With a "bang", the door of the Shen family was kicked open. The crowd didn't say a word, and it was a smash when they went in.

The sound of "ding-ding-clang" spread throughout the alley, and perhaps even next door.

Qiao Yang closed the door, cutting off the view from the outside.

The people in the house smashed harder, but unfortunately there was nothing to smash in the house, and in the end there was no choice but to pick up the broken bowl and smash it again.

"I knew I was here to get some bottles." A man muttered in a whisper, so small that only the people around him could hear it.

The person next to him ignored him, continued to rotate the bench in his hand, and slammed it against the wall on the ground. This can be used repeatedly, and the sound is not small, much stronger than smashing a bowl.

"You count!" A man came over and grabbed him: "What is the destruction of this house, let you collapse again!" ”

"Oh." The man obediently lowered the movement of his hand.

"Shen Heting, today is your death!" I don't know who shouted.

The voice was so loud and loud that Shen Heting was so frightened that he trembled. But this is just a reflex, his heart is no longer afraid, but full of emotion and warmth.

These people didn't even look at them when they entered the house, let alone move them, and sure enough, they were all their own people.

Cai Yuanjun was already holding the child and crying uncontrollably.

Qiao Yang walked over with a thermos flask: "It's pig's blood, I have to disguise it for you." ”

Cai Yuanjun cried and nodded.

Qiao Yang poured pig blood on her head and wiped it on Shen Heting.

Shen Heting was pushed to the end, and he fell a little badly, but fortunately, he didn't have to explain the problem, he was already free, and he could leave at any time, and the main reason for playing this scene was to let Cai Yuanjun get out.

Cai Yuanjun was seriously injured in order to protect Shen Heting, which is today's topic.

The people of the invincible team smashed it for more than ten minutes, and when they saw that there were "peers" to see the excitement if they smashed it again, they stopped and walked away.

"Yuanjun! Yuanjun! You wake up~~" Shen Heting hugged Cai Yuanjun, who had "fainted", and cried.

Although he didn't discuss the follow-up with Feng Hua, there was no need to discuss it, he already knew what to do.

The "wicked man" was gone, and the cries of Shen Heting and the children attracted the neighbors, and a few curious and bold people looked at the door.

"Tut-tut, this miserable."

"What's going on here?"

"With their identity, do they still need to commit crimes?"

"So much blood.... Is this still going to work? ”

"Blame the poor .... Usually look at...."

"Shhhh What is pitiful? Who is pitiful? Who do you pity?! ”

Everyone unscrupulously lay at the door and talked, saying that it was pitiful, but they didn't mean to help at all, and they didn't dare. I didn't even dare to say a word of pity.