Brother Ji closed his eyes in despair.

In the hands of the "Grim Reaper", they will surely die.

Before coming, he had also thought of this possibility, but he had a gun, and it was a sneak attack, as long as he took the lead, he could still use so many treasures as a hostage, so that Xu Qing did not dare to let go, so that he would have the opportunity to transport this batch of goods away.

Even if it doesn't work, with six gunmen taking cover, you can successfully escape.

However, Brother Ji never expected that Xu Qing would have the ability to be unusual, although it is not clear how Xu Qing did it, but until now, it is all a minutiae.

Whether you can survive or not is the most important thing.

Therefore, when Xu Qing returned to the scene of the incident, Brother Ji twisted and knocked twice on the ground with his dizzy head: "Xu, Boss Xu spares his life......"

Xu Qing smiled: "Spare your life? It's a beautiful idea, bring someone to rob my things, if you can't grab it, if you can't run away, you beg for mercy, you don't have anything to lose, right? ”

Brother Ji shook his head tremblingly: "I, I have money, I have, there are antiques......"

"Who is rare?"

Xu Qing sneered and stepped on the neck of one of the gunmen.

"Click-"

The gunman's neck snapped.

Brother Ji's pupils shrank sharply, he struggled to turn over, his right hand reached into his arms, took out a gun, and loaded it tremblingly, but he couldn't get on it several times.

And Xu Qing continued to kill the killer with a blank face.

This kind of scum, it is not a pity to die.

To kill one is to eliminate harm for the people.

Killing them all is the way of heaven.

finally walked in front of Brother Ji, raised his foot and kicked away the still unloaded pistol in Brother Ji's hand, squatted down, and patted Brother Ji's cheeks: "Old boy, if you have a next life, don't be so arrogant." ”

Brother Ji was horrified, and hurriedly begged: "Please don't, don't kill me, I, I have a secret-"

Before Brother Ji finished speaking, he heard a "click".

Xu Qing glanced at Brother Ji's eyes that he hadn't closed even when he died, sneered, and turned around to call Grand Monk Ciyun and An Ran.

Secret?

He wasn't interested.

With Lord Fu Qing's treasure here, there was no other secret that could distract him.

What's more, he doesn't think that a person like Brother Ji can have any big secrets.

Can't Brother Ji also find a treasure like Fu Qing's relics, right?

Are you kidding.

There are few characters like Fu Qingzhu in the history of four or five thousand years.

And if there is really any secret, Brother Ji has already figured out a way to draw it into his hands, how can he leave it until now.

However, the call did not go through.

Just when he was confused, An Ran sent a message: "Brother Qing, a large group of people and horses have entered the village, a total of eight cars, leaving two cars to guard the entrance of the village, and the rest have entered, me and the great monk dare not move now, what should I do?" ”

Xu Qing frowned.

These people are so sensitive to news.

But it doesn't matter, one is to kill, ten is to kill, and a hundred is still to kill.

Isn't that the way it is, if you kill me, I'll kill you.

Kindness?

What's that?

What's more, those who are crawling around in this industry have long not known what conscience is.

Xu Qing is similar.

To put it bluntly, mixing rivers and lakes is a group of jackals, tigers and leopards who intrigue with each other to bite and kill each other for so much fresh meat, and whoever has the upper hand will not show mercy.

What makes Xu Qing special is that his strength is strong enough, and he has different attitudes towards different people.

If someone treats him well, he will also be good to others.

If someone plays intrigue with him, he will also respond with conspiracy and calculation.

If someone wants to wrestle with him, he will not show mercy either.

In a word, what others do to him, he will do to each other.

This is just his way of dealing with the world, and it is only that he is principled in the world, not a noble character.

Thinking so, he said to An Ran: "You two go farther, safety first." ”

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me."

After Xu Qing finished speaking, he put away his mobile phone, began to unload the car, and unloaded the things that Brother Ji and those people loaded on the car and moved them into Duobao Temple.

As soon as I started, there were bright headlights shining through, and it was soon blocked on the only way out at the entrance of Duobao Temple.

A tall, muscular white skinned man got out of an off-road vehicle, frowned and glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground outside the temple gate, and beckoned.

A middle-aged man quickly ran to Baipi's side, bowed his head and asked, "Mr. Schmidt, what are your orders?" ”

"Go see what's going on."

"This ......"

"Hurry up."

"Okay, okay," the middle-aged man waved back.

Seven or eight junior brothers quickly gathered around: "Boss, how do you get it?" ”

"Go to the temple and see how it goes."

"Why don't you check the lives of these people first?"

"Do you think these people still have a chance to survive in the hands of the Grim Reaper?"

"Death?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, go straight to the temple."

The younger brother didn't dare to disobey, so he could only bite the bullet and touch the temple, with a flashlight in one hand and a pistol in the other, cautiously like a well-trained special soldier, not only mastered the simple tactics of mutual cooperation and cover, but even knew tactical sign language.

Eight people touched into the temple and turned around, but they didn't find anything: "Boss, there is no one, but the goods are there." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Okay, load the car," the middle-aged man waved his hand, and the rest of the younger brothers swarmed up and began to carry the exquisite treasures.

The middle-aged man came to Baipi Schmidt's side and flattered: "Mr. Schmidt, my subordinates are okay, right?" ”

"Hmm," Baipi nodded, "Don't be careless, I always feel that something is wrong." ”

"Something is wrong?" The middle-aged man smiled: "My subordinates have just checked, at least it is safe here, even if Xu Qing is powerful, he has to retreat in the face of such a formation, as long as he is still a human, it is impossible not to be afraid of firearms, we have firearms in hand, and there are so many subordinates, even if Yan Zhenshan comes, we can only watch us move these treasures away, hehe, as long as you leave this poor country and return to the city, you don't have to worry, in the city, no matter Xu Qing, Yang Jingxing or Yan Zhenshan, they don't dare to mess around." ”

"Let them speed up."

"Okay," the middle-aged man hurriedly ran over and shouted to command.

Whiteskin Schmidt looked at the corpses all over the ground, frowned impatiently, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but just as he was touching the lighter, he suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear: "Smoking is bad for health-"

Schmidt was shocked, but he didn't panic at all, and directly elbowed back, and then turned and retreated.

This is the most correct thing to do, to be approached from behind, and never turn around first, either lunge forward directly, or attack backwards without turning around.

Pushing your elbow back is the fastest, most stealthy and most lethal move.

Elbow first, then turn around.

No problem in theory.

However, Schmidt elbowed down, but nothing was touched.

A master?

Schmidt was even more startled and opened his mouth to call for help, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't shout anything, and all his breath dissipated without a trace in his throat, and he could only hiss "ho-ho".