readx;? Ah Liang and Fukuko disguised themselves as evil women's subordinates and infiltrated the small wooden building compound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as the two men entered the door, they quickly took out the sharp knife from their bosom and placed it on the necks of the two darkly clothed men at the door.

Qiao Xiaojing and Cuiyu gently closed the door and closed the latch.

The rain was majestic, the sky was dark, the lightning was thundering, and everything seemed to be calm.

There were also two sentry posts under the small wooden building, but the two of them put their knives aside and were talking and laughing, and they were caught by Fugen and Guisheng without being caught guard.

Ah Liang and Fuzi cut the throat of the man in black in their hands into two pieces with a single sword, and the blood sprayed desperately, and the man in black fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and then stopped moving, as did Fugen and Guisheng.

On the night of lightning and thunder, the others in the small wooden building did not hear this movement at all.

Qiao Xiaojing and Cuiyu may have climbed to the third floor with one mind, wanting to capture the mad and sinful wicked woman alive, but they did not have the slightest fear in the face of the flying blood, and their firm eyes kept staring upstairs.

Everyone was cautious when they went upstairs, probably because they were too focused, Qiao Xiaojing walked well, one foot was empty, and she rolled down from the upstairs with an "ah". Gui Sheng behind the mat hurriedly stretched out his legs to block her, rescued her, and helped her towards the second floor.

The strange thing is that at first there were no people on the second floor, but when Fugen and the others walked towards the third floor, three black-clothed people suddenly came out, and they picked up their big knives and slashed straight at Fugen and them, and Ah Liang and Fuku hurriedly waved their knives to block, so as to avoid injury.

Under the shadow of the sword, the man in black may not be able to distinguish between Ah Liang and Fuzi for a while, and hesitate to use the knife many times, which makes Ah Liang and Fuzi succeed repeatedly, only to see the left knife and the right knife cut the bodies of the three black-clothed men into a net, and the three of them staggered down the stairs.

Fugen and Cuiyu only looked back behind them, and did not stop, and as soon as they reached the third floor, they saw two big men in black standing at the top of the stairs, raising their knives, waiting for Fugen and Cuiyu's arrival with a calm face.

When Jade raised the sharp knife and was about to rush forward, one of the men in black kicked her in the stomach, and saw Jade roll out of the air, kneel firmly on the stairs, her head like a leather ball, first hit the railing on the side of the stairs, bounced back, hit the stairs again, and then stopped moving.

Qiao Xiaojing rushed to Cuiyu's side, and found that Cuiyu still had breath, so she kept calling her name, Fugen, Guisheng, Ah Liang and Fuzi arrived at this time, stepped over Cuiyu and Qiao Xiaojing's bodies, and fought with the two black-clothed people on the third floor, only to hear the crisp sound of "clang" when the knives collided with each other.

The warring sides slashed between the stairs and the stairs, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, sometimes upstairs, sometimes back to the stairs, and the fighting was fierce one after another.

After a fierce battle, in the end, the side with more people won the victory, and the two men in black fell in a pool of blood one after another.

Fugen, Guisheng, Aryo, and Fuzi wiped their eyes blurred by the blood of the wicked man, and slammed the wicked woman's door, and after a while, Ling'er, the maid beside the wicked woman, opened the door and stood at the door expressionlessly.

"Don't, don't kill her......" Qiao Xiaojing hurriedly shouted when she saw Fugen walking towards Ling'er with a sharp knife in his hand.

Fugen, who had already killed the red eye, didn't seem to hear anything, and stabbed Ling'er in the heart, and Ling'er grinned in pain, and suddenly stood unsteadily, his hands kept shaking in mid-air, and after a few seconds, he collapsed on the floor, motionless.

Fugen pulled out the sharp knife from Ling'er and rushed into the wicked woman's residence with Guisheng, Aryo, and Fukuko.

The wicked woman curled up and trembled, and Forgan lifted her up and threw her to the ground like a butcher throwing pork, and the floor shook with it.

I don't know if this wicked woman is really scared and stupid, or if she deliberately pretends to be stupid, curled up on the ground, still like a round ball, not biting a word.

The angry Fugen kept pacing, the green tendons on his neck bulging one by one, as if they were about to break through the wrapping of flesh, and his eyes glared at the wicked woman, and his eyes exuded a thick murderous aura, and he picked up the knife several times, but did not stab at the wicked woman.

Finally, Fugen threw the knife on the ground, grabbed the wicked woman's hair, and asked, "Why did you kill Ailian, why did you kill Mr. Wang?"

The wicked woman did not respond, and the muscles of her face were deformed under Fugen's forceful pull, and her eye sockets seemed to be misaligned, and the white of her eyeballs turned upwards, looking very ugly.

"Speak?" said Fugan, almost roaring.

The wicked woman still did not respond.

"Why don't you speak?" Fugan was hoarse and weeping, and when he saw that the wicked woman was silent, he sat down on the ground helplessly, and cried like a child.

Gui Sheng, Ah Liang and Fu Zi couldn't bear to see Fu Gen in pain anymore, so they stepped forward and patted him on the head and shoulder, and went downstairs to help Qiao Xiaojing.

Qiao Xiaojing took Cuiyu in her arms and kept calling Cuiyu's name, but Cuiyu was still unconscious.

At this time, the wind was raging, and the rain was frantically lapping Qiao Xiaojing and Cuiyu's bodies, and blood flowed past them.

After being comforted by Guisheng, Qiao Xiaojing hugged Cuiyu to the third floor where there was no wind and rain.

No one thought that Qiao Xiaojing would rush over like a madman when she saw the wicked woman, and without saying a word, she raised her arm and slapped her fiercely, only to hear the sound of hitting the wicked woman's face louder than the sound of a leather whip on horseback.

Qiao Xiao's hysterical appearance made the people present shudder.

She bit her lip and kept slapping the wicked woman, and gradually, Qiao Xiaojing began to cry, but she didn't stop until she used all her strength before she collapsed to the ground like Fugen.

What is puzzling is that the corners of the wicked woman's mouth were beaten and bloody, her eye sockets were blue and swollen, and her swollen eyelids were squeezed together, wrapping her eyeballs in them, but she still did not speak, not even a trace of begging for mercy.

Guisheng, Aryo, and Fukuko all stood in front of the wicked woman, staring intently at the wicked woman, their hands trembling, and the blood on the tip of the drooping knife was falling to the ground one by one, and then splashing around.

Exhaustion can slowly calm the angry heart, and time will bring the messy thoughts back to clarity again.

Except for Jade, the rest of the people were overwhelmed, and after they stopped, they seemed to have a feeling that they could no longer stand up.

The faint sound of a rooster croaking made them realize that time was running out for them, and that they had now reached the most critical stage.

"Alright, alright!" Guisheng straightened up and encouraged everyone, "cheer up, our business is not completely done, and now is not the time to stop and rest." ”

"What will she do?" asked Fugen, pointing to the wicked woman.

As if drunk, Fogen stumbled and managed to get up from the ground. dragged his heavy legs to the wicked woman, pulled her hair, gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you think that there would be today when you killed Ailian? Did you think that there would be today when you killed Mr. Wang?

The wicked woman, whose face was swollen and bruised, still did not speak.

This once again aroused the anger in Fugen's heart, Fugen looked around, grabbed a stick from the edge of the table, picked it up and hit it heavily on the head of the wicked woman, the wicked woman said "oh", only to see ** and blood "swoop", flew out, and splashed on the opposite window.

Before the wicked woman's flying hair fell, Fugen picked up the stick and it was heavy, ** and blood flew out again......

And so, Fugen went back and forth a dozen times, and all that remained of the wicked woman's head was a crumpled skin with a half-pinch of hair, which hung down on the wicked woman's shoulders.

Qiao Xiaojing realized that the dead man was dead, and knelt on the ground in shock, her eyes fixed, her mouth half-open, and she didn't know what to do.

Guisheng, Ah Liang and Fuzi were also a little flustered, staring blankly at the wicked woman who had no head, their mouths half open.

"Alright, it's not too early, let's dispose of the corpse before dawn!" Fugen threw away the stick and dragged the wicked woman out the door and downstairs.

Everyone stood dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and watched Fugen walk out of the door of the third floor.

",!" Ah Liang shouted.

"Let's do it. Guisheng and Fuzi echoed the same way.

Qiao Xiaojing straightened Cuiyu's body, stretched out her clothes, and followed Fuzi out of the third-floor gate.

The sky was already slightly bright, but the rain was still falling, pouring like a basin, and the blood on the stairs mixed with the rain, flowing along the stairs "boom", spreading to the whole courtyard.

The courtyard is low, and after many days of rain, the water has accumulated into a lake, and the blood has dissolved into the water, and the whole yard has turned pale yellow as far as the eye can see.

The minions of the wicked woman lay on the stairs, and some even hung on the stairs, and the wind swept in and shook from side to side, but Fugen ignored them, still holding on to the feet of the wicked woman, dragging the wicked woman down the stairs step by step. With each step, the dull sound of the wicked woman's body hitting the stairs could be heard.

Downstairs, Fugan dragged the wicked woman around the yard, looking around until he stopped at the west side of the small wooden building, where a garden had been a garden, but now it was an open space, and there was not much water.

"Okay, here it is. Fugen muttered to himself, and threw the wicked woman's body into the pool.

Guisheng, Aryo, and Fukuko, who were following Fugen, each dragged a corpse and slowly walked through the water, and finally stopped by Fugen's side, where the three corpses were still on the ground.

"Get all the corpses here?" Guisheng asked Fugen in a low voice.

"Good. Fugen replied lightly.

"Dig a big hole here?" Guisheng then asked.

"Yes. Fugen replied lightly.

In this way, Guisheng, Ah Liang, and Fuzi were busy until about nine o'clock in the morning, and finally buried all these wicked people in the ground.

At this time, Qiao Xiaojing used the rain to scrub the stairs and corridors.

From the first floor to the third floor, Fugen cleaned up the inside and outside of the house, and all the bloodstains, **, flesh skin and mud marks on the third floor were cleaned up, and the neat appearance was restored.

When everyone finished their work and returned to the third floor, everyone realized that their hands were bloodstained with mud, and their bodies were bloodstained, and the same was true on their faces and heads.

In spite of the busy night, and though it was eight or nine o'clock in the morning, none of them felt hungry, nor did they seem to sense that it was dawn, and they all sat staggered and pondered.

Nearly half an hour later, Ah Liang and Fuzi took off their "fake faces", only to find that the sunlight with the fragrance of earth had already spread on the ground through the window.

Not far away, there was another rumbling of gunfire.