Chapter 37 The gentleman does not avenge the overnight (ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket)
The summer sun scorched the earth, and the air was filled with a stuffy and hot breath.
On the earthen kang in the room were three bare-chested sturdy men squatting side by side, their faces sweating down their foreheads and wetting their clothes.
The eldest is the second, the last is the oldest.
Huang Jian, who was sandwiched in the middle, felt the scorching breath on both sides like a furnace, and felt that his whole body was about to burn.
"TND, don't want to! I'll leave this brain-draining work to you, and I'll just do as I'm told. β
Huang Jian scolded, scooped up his clothes, put aside a sentence of admitting his IQ, and walked out.
Stepping out, I felt the gentle breeze outside the house, and I suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.
Now there are only Meng Ke and Lin Hai left in the room.
Lin Hai watched the scene and scratched his head irritably.
He also doesn't want to use his brain, he also wants to go outside to blow the wind.
It's really hot!!
"Senior brother, calm down! Those who achieve great things should be ......"
Meng Ke hadn't finished speaking.
Lin Hai pointed to the puddle of sweat that had formed under his feet: "I see where you sleep at night!"
"I'll lay the floor."
In a word, Lin Hai shook his head helplessly.
He didn't speak anymore, and he didn't want to use his own brain.
"Senior brother, you said that you have been in Hebei for four years, and you are still a bare-bones general. In a few sentences, you will be fooled into giving up your real power and becoming a vain incense master. β
Meng Ke shook his head and sighed: "Alas, there is no one available at the critical moment now. β
"Sun, that's too inferior!"
Facing the evaluation of the little junior brother, Lin Hai smiled bitterly and did not speak.
Meng Ke shook his head and sighed: "Until now, I can only use a knife to kill people, and I can use my strength to fight."
......
In the evening, three men dressed in black with face towels and long sticks turned out of the tavern.
"Loaded with guns!"
One of the men in black took out two iron spear heads that he had prepared and handed them to one of them, while the other took out two steel nails and inserted them into the spear to fix them.
"Split up! Two...... Second, remember that person is in the fifth house on Dongfang West Street. β
The man in black commanded in a low voice.
"Understood!"
A man in black agreed.
......
Den.
The moon was clear, and the stars hung like silver in the dark sky.
"Big brother, are you sure that person lives inside?"
In the alley, Meng Ke stared at the pavilion opposite with a pair of sharp eyes and asked.
"Hmmm! It's right inside, you can't go wrong! That old thing offended many people by opening a tobacco house, and he was afraid of death, and he was afraid that the smoke house would be swept away, so he simply lived here. Walk through the lobby, through the corridors, and the pavilion at the back is where this old thing lives. β
Lin Hai, who was dressed in black and masked, and carried a spear, nodded.
"Good! Let's dive in! β
Meng Ke's eyes were full of fierce light, and he stepped forward and knocked on the door of the smoke house.
"Who?!"
Inside the smoke house, a voice came.
"Vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"
Lin Hai didn't speak, it was Meng Ke who spoke.
"I'm the one who protects the Dharma, open the door quickly, I have something important to report to the hall master."
Hearing that Meng Ke had come to report the news, the people inside breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Left Protector? Here it is! β
Zuo Protector is the person whose status is second only to the hall master in the Hebei rudder, and these little minions who guard the door do not dare to hesitate at all.
"Crunchβ"
The door opened and closed, and just a crack was revealed, and a cold light flew out like a white snake spitting out a letter, and slammed into the chest of the little minion guarding the door, instantly penetrating the heart and dying.
"Poofβ"
"There'sβ"
There was an exclamation in the smoke house.
"Whoosh!"
A cold light flew by, Meng Ke reproduced the flying fork stunt, turned the fork into a fork with a gun, and another little minion guarding the smoke hall fell to the ground in response.
"Old Seven, Old Nine, what's wrong with you over there?"
Obviously, the exclamation just now caused the little brother who was on night duty in the back corridor.
Meng Ke's eyes flashed with murderous aura, he pulled out the spear on the corpse and walked out, landing silently, and went straight to the corridor of the smoke house.
"It's okay, it's just a mouse."
"Oh, mouse, I didn't say you, you're getting bolder......"
The questioning little brother's voice became quieter and quieter, and the smile froze directly on his face.
No, this voice is not from the seventh and the nineth,
ββ¦β¦β
Before he could raise his head to speak, the spear behind him tore through the air, and a blood-colored spear protruded straight out of his throat.
"Ho ......"
"Huh? What was that? Lao Qin? β
Around the corner, there was another little brother who heard the movement.
Meng Ke's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he pulled out the head of the gun and continued to kill.
Behind him, Lin Hai, who hurriedly followed, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at Meng Ke, who was carrying a murderous gun, and opened his mouth to say something, but he was afraid of alarming the people on duty at night.
'Senior brother, we are sneaking in! It's not to kill it! β
He held his forehead with one hand and smiled bitterly, but when things came to this point, what else could he do except go to the dark?
Lin Hai also picked up a gun and followed.
The two cooperated tacitly, sneaked all the way, and soon touched the door of the hall master's house.
Just as Lin Hai wanted to kick in the door, Meng Ke stopped him.
The cunning rabbit still has three caves, since the hall master is afraid of death, how can he really sleep in his own room?
Meng Ke gestured to let the senior brother guard the door first, and went to find the other rooms by himself.
Lin Hai just watched him turn around, and when he touched it back, there were a few more bloodstains on his body.
No one!
Meng Ke shook his head, and solemnly gestured to him with his mouth that there was no one in the other room.
It's all dead, it's called a corpse, not a person.
This group of people sold big cigarettes, and they died innocently. If it is not cleaned, the smoke house will be built again. β
Lin Hai nodded, indicating that he understood.
Well, I almost believed it. The mouth of the junior brother, the ghost of deception. β
"Bang!"
With a kick open the door, the cold light flashed and flew straight to the bulge on the bed.
β¦β¦
Soon, the left and right protectors were also killed at home by unknown people.
On the second day, the old smokers who came to the smoke hall to smoke big cigarettes found the clue and reported the case.
The yamen sent people to check, but they didn't find a penny, and even the big cigarettes hoarded in the tobacco house were disposed of by unknown people mixed with lime powder and water.
The official report was that the rivers and lakes were vendettas, and someone was sent to draw a bunch of decent portraits and post them.
What? What if someone happens to look alike?
Is that called similarity? That's the bandits, they have to be arrested!
If you have money, you will pay for it. If you don't have money, sell it to foreigners.
Lin Hai has seen this way of closing the case many times.
After reading the list text, the three brothers carried three sticks and a carriage full of rice noodles in front of the officials, and swayed out of the city.
β¦β¦
'Mr. Jin, I hope you will be so self-conscious, imitate the notes and write this letter, and wait for ten days, and I will let you go. β
In the dark hut, Meng Ke took a letter and a piece of white paper and put it on the table with an old pen and ink inkstone.
This Mr. Jin is also a character, dressed in green clothes, and looks polite.
"Jin reads the books of sages and sages, and does not do harm on weekdays. Your Excellency didn't tell me what this letter was for, please forgive me for not being able to ......"
"Whew-"
A cold glow flashed.