On the high platform of the east, west, north and south city towers, the four patients gradually woke up after taking the pills, and the audience immediately erupted in applause.

Fu Guodong's originally nervous face, who had been watching upstairs in Beicheng, also eased slightly, and he took a long breath and felt that a stone had fallen to the ground.

He knew that the people's hearts were gradually turning.

But he didn't know that Cai Qianqing arranged a killing next, he asked Qiu Gubo to send people to disguise themselves as members of the Poseidon Sect, to kill some of the people who were sick but could be cured, and then sent troops to kill them in the name of killing people in the Poseidon Sect.

The condemnation and tears of the people will completely turn the people's hearts towards Fu Guodong.

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At this time, on the outskirts of the Yongcheng East Camp and the Xingang Shantytown, Wu Liu and Ban Lu each led ten death row prisoners who had changed into Haishen Sect white clothes, and they all held sharp weapons and waited quietly.

"Listen, after the deed is completed, there will be a boat to take you out to sea, and the reward will be distributed at that time, the only condition is that you will never be allowed to come back, if you come back, it will be a dead end." Wu Liu and Ban Lu said the same thing to those death row inmates.

The death row inmates nodded their heads one by one, clenching the sharp weapons in their hands, they would have been executed soon, but now they have one more chance to survive and start over, and no one will object.

Wu Liu stood there looking at the pocket watch in his hand, and at the moment when the hour hand pointed to three, he raised his right arm, pulled on the mask, and waved it down violently, and the ten prisoners behind him rushed out and rushed towards the Dongying residence, looking for Qiu Gubo's house that had already found someone to mark on the door.

Entering the house, pinpointing the culprit, killing them cleanly, shouting the Poseidon exorcism slogan, and leaving, this is all the plan, simple and cruel.

However, when the first death row prisoner rushed into the house with a knife, he saw not the frightened people, but the Seagod Sect believers with sneers on their faces, also armed with sharp weapons.

While the death row prisoner was stunned, the Poseidon Sect believer with a fierce face slowly approached with a knife.

Outside the house, Wu Liu, who was watching the wind on the side of the street, was stunned when he heard the shouts of killing in the house, and was about to step forward to check what was happening, when the death row prisoner, who had been seriously injured and covered in blood, broke out of the window, and shouted after landing on the ground: "There is an ambush!" ”

As soon as he finished shouting, the death row prisoner was stabbed in the back of the neck by the believer who chased him out.

Wu Liu looked in amazement at the Poseidon Sect believers who appeared from the door, window, and roof, and the death row prisoners he brought were all driven out of the dwellings and killed by those believers one by one in front of him.

When the last death row prisoner fell to the ground, Wu Liu was also surrounded by the Poseidon Cult believers under that low wall.

A leader of the believers pushed aside the crowd, walked towards Wu Liu, who was in a daze, proudly, and said in a deep voice: "Our sect leader said that you have a good plan, and he has a wall ladder!" ”

Wu Liu looked at the leader blankly, and the moment his eyes were raised, he vaguely saw someone standing on the opposite roof, but because of the backlight, he couldn't see clearly.

Standing on the roof, Zhang Dingfeng, who led the two disciples, held his hands behind his back, looked at Wu Liu below with a sly smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Your Zhang Liangji is still not as good as my ladder over the wall." ”

After that, Zhang Dingfeng ordered the believers beside him: "Inform the Xingang side that the leading policemen must be captured alive, and then escort these two policemen to the Governor's Mansion to avenge their grievances and ask for an explanation, I see what Fu Guodong should do this time." ”

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Under the low wall of the residential area of the camp in the east of Yongcheng, Wu Liu looked desperately at the vicious believers who were gradually surrounding him.

Similarly, in that cul-de-sac in the shantytown of Xingang, Ban Lu had to retreat in the face of the approaching believers until there was no way back.

In front of Wu Liu's eyes, the smiles of his wife and children appeared. If I die, how will my wife and children live?

Ban Lu clenched the knife in his hand and asked himself, what would I face if I were still alive?

These believers who have been brainwashed may treat themselves in the most cruel way, but those are not as good as leaving my life and bringing me to Fu Guodong, if so, it will drag down my family.

I'm sorry. Wu Liu and Ban Lu gritted their teeth and held knives, and they were about to kill themselves, but the moment they raised their hands, they both heard gunshots.

Under the low wall, one of the believers closest to Wu Liu was shot in the neck and fell to the ground, covering his neck and struggling twice before rolling his eyes and dying.

The rest of the other Poseidon Cultists were stunned, staring at the corpses on the ground, and they didn't realize what was going on.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth gunshots rang out one after another, and each time the gunshots rang out, there would be an additional corpse in front of Wu Liu, who had been shot in a vital part.

"Someone put a cold gun!" One believer shouted, then plunged into the nearby pyre, while the others fled in all directions.

When many people fled towards the end of the street, they saw the male yellow standing there alone with an umbrella.

Zhang Dingfeng, who was above the roof, was also full of surprise, after the first gunshot, he instantly lay down, looking around for the person who shot him, and then when he saw that believers below were constantly being shot and fell to the ground, he immediately retracted his upper body to the other side of the roof.

"Sharpshooter? It's the people of the trenches. A frightened expression appeared on Zhang Dingfeng's face, "Fu Guodong still has a trick?" No, no, it's not a trick, he deliberately let me know about this step. ”

After that, Zhang Dingfeng clenched his fists and scolded secretly: "Damn, I've been tricked." ”

On the distant rooftop, Senkari, armed with a Mosin Nagant rifle, aimed at the Poseidon believers on the street, shooting them one by one, while Xionghuang, who was slowly advancing from the end of the street to this side of the street, walked towards a believer hiding in the corner with an umbrella.

The believer in the corner looked at the expressionless realgar, and as soon as his heart was horizontal, he rushed forward with a knife, and as soon as the person rushed forward, he was hit in the throat by the realgar's palm.

The believer fell to the ground clutching his neck and struggled, but he breathed in two seconds.

At this time, another believer behind Xionghuang, seeing Xionghuang's back to him, thought that there was an opportunity, and rushed out with an axe, slashing at the back of Xionghuang's head.

"Uhh

Xionghuang turned his head to look at the believer on the ground who had been shot, but was still trembling, and raised his eyes to look in the direction where Qianliguang was, and shook his head slowly.

"You're welcome." Qianliguang in the distance smiled, "Don't shake your head, if it weren't for me, you would definitely be hacked to death." ”

On the street below, Xionghuang let go of the believer who had been crushed by himself, and said lightly: "Even if you don't shoot, he's dead, I don't know if I have eyes on the back of my head?" ”

At this time, the remaining disciples who were huddled in the corner waiting for death, like Wu Liu, who was stunned under the low wall, were completely stunned.

What the hell is going on?

In the Xingang shantytown near the eastern camp, the believers who had blocked Ban Lu in a dead end suddenly turned around and rushed towards the rear after the gunfire, because a large number of die-hard believers were shot and fell after the dense gunfire behind them.

When the last group of people in the line were shot and fell to the ground, the living believers finally saw the sophora standing there with light machine guns, muscles bulging, slowly changing magazines.

"! Kill the leader first! Someone in the congregation of believers shouted out the words.

Then, a large number of believers turned around, armed with sharp weapons, and rushed towards Banlu with a strange scream.

Ban Lu stood with his sword in his hand, and retreated, but he could not retreat. He turned his head to see that he had retreated to the end of a dead end, and that the wall could not climb on his own.

Let's fight it! Ban Lu shouted with a knife, and when he was about to rush forward, he found that the believers had stopped, and their eyes were looking above him.

Ban Lu turned around and looked up, only to see Mint standing on a high wall, holding a gun in one hand and a short knife in the other.

"Save some effort." Mint raised his hand and fired a shot, killing one of the believers before landing and standing in front of Banlu.

Then, Mint calmly opened fire, killing the believers in front of him, and after running out of bullets, he threw away his pistol, held his twin knives, and rushed towards the crowd of believers.

When the believers fell one by one, Banlu was also full of questions.

What the hell is going on?

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In the Yongcheng Governor's Mansion, Yansun, who was on crutches, slowly walked to the big house in the other courtyard, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said in a low voice: "Sir, as you expected, everything is going well. ”

In the inner room of the big house, Cai Qianqing, who heard what Yansun said outside the house, looked at the night pearl on the table that glowed green, and muttered: "It was Zhang Liang's plan to cross the wall and ladder to deal with it, but what I used was to seek yin into yang." ”

After speaking, Cai Qianqing smiled unprecedentedly, and turned his head to look at the empty stool next to the table: "The sage plots against the yin, so he is called a god; It is made in the yang, so it is said to be clear. I made it so easy for him to know the next step, just to let him drill deeper into the trap, as the saying goes, here and there. ”

After that, Cai Qianqing lifted the teapot and poured tea for the two empty cups: "When I asked Qiu Yutan to go to the house to make a mark, I deliberately took a step to make a clear move, and I wanted to close the noble Zhou, that is, the noble and dense secret, and the precious and meticulous, and chased after the Tao." Meticulous and valuable, careful is important, but the essence is on the micro word, details determine success or failure, the details I missed are bait. ”

Cai Qianqing said, put a cup of tea next to him, picked up another cup, hugged his fists and raised his glass: "The fifth step, the virtual and the real swallow the elephant, it has been completed!" ”

After speaking, Cai Qianqing raised her head and drank the tea in the cup, put down the cup and sat there, and regained her calm.

Inside, there was still dead silence.

Outside, Shiosun looked at the sky.

Yunkai is now happening.

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In the residential area of the camp in the east of Yongcheng, Zhang Dingfeng, who had been hiding under the eaves, had not yet come to his senses.

He thought back to the spies who had barely concealed their whereabouts yesterday in the here and in the shantytowns, and the conspicuous marks they had made on the walls and doorways of the houses.

At that time, he was very puzzled about Fu Guodong's intention to do this, and it was not until this morning when a high platform was erected downstairs in the four cities of east, west, south and north, that he suddenly realized something, so he calculated and thought quietly, and finally calculated Cai Qianqing's step of "being famous".

However, as Cai Qianqing said, there are three types of schemes: single schemes, stacked schemes and chain schemes. He only thought that this was a stacking plan, but he didn't expect that Cai Qianqing set up a reverse chain plan at the beginning, once this set was drilled, it was impossible to get out.

At this time, the corpses of believers everywhere in the Yongcheng East camp and the Xingang shantytown have already shown that Cai Qianqing has won.