Schmidt looked down, his chest was slightly cold, and he didn't know when there was a thin hole, right in his lungs.

Without waiting for Schmidt to make the next move, an arm stretched out from behind and strangled Schmidt's neck, and someone whispered: "How our own people fight and kill is our own business, you white-skinned pigs dare to reach in, I will kill one by one." ”

The words fell, and Schmidt's neck was snapped off with a "click".

This is, of course, Xu Qing's handiwork.

Whether it is him or Liu Changan, they all hate these white skins, especially Liu Changan, when he was alive, he didn't say that he would kill one by one, but as long as he hit him, there would be no way to live.

Therefore, Xu Qing didn't plan to let this white skin leave alive at all, and he didn't even leave time for the white skin to say a word, stealth, get closer, pierce his lungs, twist his neck, and do it in one go.

Gently put down the white skin's body, dragged it to the back of the car, hid his body again and touched it towards a group of two devils, and then canceled the invisibility and disguised himself as a little brother with a mask.

The middle-aged man stood in the crowd and shouted at him, urging everyone to hurry up and work: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't upset Mr. Smit, his old man is watching from the side." ”

"Then who, lightly, lightly handle and don't know?"

"Don't hide it, if I find out, I won't have your good fruit to eat!"

At this time, Xu Qing approached the middle-aged man and said softly, "Boss, Mr. Smit is gone. ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man didn't think much about it, turned his head and shook it with a flashlight, and sure enough, he didn't see Schmidt's shadow: "Where did you go?" ”

"I don't know, let's take a look."

"You come with me."

Xu Qing followed the middle-aged man to the convoy, turned around half a circle and saw Schmidt who fell to the ground beyond recognition, and was instantly horrified, took out a whistle and stuffed it into his mouth.

But as soon as he took it out, he received a heavy blow to the back of the head, and pounced straight on Schmidt's corpse, and vaguely heard a sentence before his consciousness disappeared: "I hate the two devils the most in my life——"

Killing this middle-aged man who didn't even know his name, Xu Qing's face changed, he turned into a middle-aged person, and walked towards the group of younger brothers who were still busy working.

When a younger brother saw him, he greeted him earnestly: "Boss-"

Xu Qing raised his hand and slashed at his little brother's neck.

After that, there were sporadic noises, but the temple was outside the village and did not attract anyone's attention.

Five minutes later, Xu Qing was the only one standing.

Xu Qing sent a message to An Ran: "How are you over there?" ”

An Ran replied in seconds: "It's still the same, two cars are blocked at the entrance of the village, someone has come down, I counted, a total of six people, it seems to have a gun, what about you?" I heard gunshots. ”

"I've got it done here, you two continue to keep an eye on them, I'll call Xu Jun and ask him to clean up those people."

"Okay."

Xu Qing called Xu Jun directly: "Come to Duobao Temple quickly." ”

"In the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

"Aftermath."

"How many?"

"Dozens of them."

"What?" Xu Jun's voice instantly raised: "You, what did you do again?" ”

"Kill a few robbers."

"How many are these?" Xu Jun sighed at you: "Okay, okay, whoever asked me to do this, don't mess around, I'll bring someone over immediately." ”

"Pay attention when you come, there are two cars with six or seven people guarding the entrance of the village, and there are guys, take them with you."

Forty minutes later, a convoy arrived, and An Ran and Grand Monk Tzuyun got out of the car first, followed by Xu Jun.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground outside the temple gate, several people were shocked.

Xu Jun was even a little nervous: "This, you did this?" ”

Xu Qing smiled and nodded: "Team Xu, be calm, where is this, you must not be compared to the female comrades, your female comrades in Lanshan are calmer than you when they see a bigger scene than this." ”

"Are you talking about Han Simeng?"

"Yes, and that Zhou Shishi is not bad."

"They're really right about you."

"Oh? How so? ”

"Death, worthy of the name, where you are, there will definitely be deaths, but those who die are still damned, which makes people love and hate."

"Love me understands, hate me, what's the matter? Shouldn't I be happy that I've done so much work for you? ”

"You've done it too thoroughly, and there's a lot of corpses everywhere you go, who can be happy? It takes a long time to write a report just to write a report, you know how difficult it is to write a report for these stinky fish and rotten shrimp, one by one without an ID card, a lot of them were beaten beyond recognition by you, you can only draw blood to find the real identity, you come here to take a turn, I have to be busy for more than half a year. ”

"It's better than being idle, you are idle every day, in case your boss finds out that you are the same without you, then you are not in a job security?"

"How is it possible," Xu Jun sneered: "If a person like you doesn't die for a day, my position will always exist." ”

"So, you'll have to thank me."

"No problem, I'll treat you when I get to the city."

"A word is a certainty," Xu Qing pointed to the "broken sacks" everywhere: "Hurry up and clean up the scene, and then, share the spoils." ”

"What is the meaning of sharing spoils, it is really ugly."

"Don't worry about the details."

There is a lot of swag.

But it's going to be divided into three parts.

Xu Qing, the great monk Ciyun, and the official one.

Xu Qing presided over the distribution of the spoils, and the great monk Ciyun expressed his 100% trust in Xu Qing.

Xu Jun couldn't help it if he wanted to distrust it, because he didn't understand antique identification, so he could only verbally threaten: "Don't fool me with rags, I'm so fooled, but some of the officials are professionals, and they can be identified after spending some time." ”

Xu Qing rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this muscular man.

However, what I originally wanted was to divide all the Fu Qingzhu's relics equally in a fair and centimeter manner, no matter how Fu Qingzhu is an iconic figure in the history of Jin Province, it is the right thing to leave some good things for people.

But Xu Jun's mouth is too stinky.

Therefore, the final distribution result seemed to be fair, but in fact, he and Grand Monk Tzu Yun actually took three more spirit treasures each.

In this batch of relics, Lingbao accounted for more than 40 percent, and there were seven six-grade Lingbao alone, three each for him and Ciyun, and two for Xu Jun.

In fact, he can be more greedy, after all, no one knows that he has the ability to perceive the spirit treasure in seconds, even Ye Xiaoqing only knows that his efficiency is relatively high, and high efficiency and second appreciation are two different things.

In other words, he just monopolized seven six-grade spirit treasures, and no one knew about it, let alone anyone would say anything.

Unfortunately, his principles of life prevented him from doing so.

Whether it is Xu Jun or the great monk Ciyun, they are all good, very straightforward, and they are not bad to him, he has no reason to play tricks on these two people.

After the distribution, Xu Jun punched Xu Qing in the chest: "You must come to the city to play for two days, we have a lot of fun places in Jiezhou," after speaking, he jumped in the car and left.

Waiting for Xu Jun to leave, Xu Qing turned his head to look at Grand Monk Ciyun: "Great Monk, do you have anything to say?" If not, we're going back. ”