"Do you smell it?" Yun Wusheng asked.

Ming Haoxing sniffed the smell in the air carefully, but he sniffed for a long time, and he didn't smell anything.

"I didn't smell it, what's it?"

"The smell of gunpowder."

"Huh? Gunpowder? Is there anyone setting off firecrackers around here? Ming Haoxing looked around, looking for the red paper left behind by the firecrackers.

Yun Wusheng slapped the back of Ming Haoxing's head and spoke.

"You brain, think about what else you can do with gunpowder!"

"Artillery, but that thing is so heavy, can it be moved here, if this is a shot, can't you hear it for hundreds of miles around this radius?" Ming Haoxing scratched his head and said.

"......" Yun Wusheng was particularly speechless.

"Where is Gao Haitang from?" Yun Wusheng asked speechlessly.

"Jinzhou people, what's wrong?"

"What is Jinzhou best known for?"

"Weapon building, this famous word is a gun, right?" As he was talking, Ming Haoxing suddenly realized.

"Ah, I see! It's a gun, and this thing uses gunpowder, too! ”

Yun Wusheng squatted on the ground, his fingers touching the sand on the ground, sparse and loose, touching back and forth.

Finally touching some sand that was stuck together because of the liquid, Yun Wusheng took out a piece of white paper and wrapped it in the sand.

Then I pinched the white paper twice, and then opened it to see that there were already two red marks left on the white paper.

"It's blood." Yun Wusheng handed the blank paper in his hand to Ming Haoxing.

"It seems that it is a gun, if it is a penetrating wound, there should not be only such a little blood, it seems that he has dealt with it, but it has not been dealt with cleanly......" Yun Wusheng still caressed the ground with both hands, his expression thoughtful.

"The blood stains in Song Liuhua's house are not like the distribution, it should be a stabbing wound."

"Turn on the fairy vision, check the surroundings, since he used a gun, there will inevitably be some remnants of fire marks on his body, look all around here, and see if you can judge where he is going." Yun Wusheng got up and said.

…………

At the construction site, a group of Shoule soldiers in armor came to the construction site, and the leather-armored man who took the lead pulled the foreman by the collar and pulled him over.

"Master Bing, what's wrong?! I've paid the money! The foreman said in fear.

"It's not about that, call all the workers, I'm going to question!"

The foreman was so frightened that he hurriedly called all the workers over, and even if they didn't come, they dragged them out of their homes.

Hundreds of people huddled together, gossiping, discussing what was going on.

The guards scattered around the area, guarding the surroundings to prevent any workers from leaving.

"Ha~" One of the guards yawned, obviously he was a little tired, and looked around, there was no one either.

He brought two bricks, used them as stools, and sat on them to squint for a while.

But a few moments after his eyes closed, a figure slowly approached behind him.

It wasn't until it came behind him that the figure grabbed Shoulejun's neck and pulled out a sharp blade with his other hand.

One stroke, one stab, one cut, two cuts, the figure was extremely skillful, and in a few breaths, the head fell to the ground.

The figure took the bag out of his bosom and placed the human head inside.

The corpse was then placed upside down on the ground to prevent blood from flowing to the armor and clothing.

The man put on the clothes and armor of the Guardians, and as for the corpse......

There were pits in the vicinity, and the figure found a pit casually, threw the body into it, picked up a shovel, and buried it in it.

Not much was buried, and the body would be found as soon as the workers went to work.

But he didn't need to hide it for too long.

The figure looked at the crowd in the distance, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Did you find out? So fast......"

…………

The leather-armored man stood at the front, holding a stack of portraits of Wu You, and threw it below.

"Look! This person's name is Wu You, he lost it at noon, you all look for him carefully! ”

"The director said! If you find the living Wu You, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and if you find the dead Wu You, you will be rewarded with five taels of silver! ”

As soon as they heard the amount of silver, the workers below suddenly began to talk about it, ten taels of silver, which was more than a year's worth of money.

"But remember, if you find out, don't let us know if you don't report it! Otherwise, the head will fall to the ground! ”

…………

Time passed quickly, the sky was already dark, the sun was setting, and the sky was turning black.

The middle-aged man walked back to his mansion, took off his official uniform, and walked back to the back room panting in civilian clothes.

The woman next to the bed leaned her hand slightly, but was opened by the middle-aged man.

"Go, go, I'm in trouble today, I'm not interested, hurry up and go to sleep."

"Oh......"

The woman blew out the bedside lamp, and the two had just fallen asleep, and before they could fall asleep, they heard footsteps in the courtyard.

"Huh?!" The middle-aged man heard the movement and suddenly came to his senses.

Although he is full of meat, he was also a good soldier of the Shoule Division when he was young, otherwise where would he be the director of this division.

The woman heard the movement, wiped her blurry eyes, and got up to ask.

"What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man touched his hand under the bed, took out a steel knife, and whispered.

"There are people in the courtyard, and I don't know if it's a thief or what......"

The middle-aged man didn't dare to act rashly, he knew that his strength was far inferior to before.

If it's a thief outside, he can scare them off by rushing out.

I'm afraid that the people outside are not......

From time to time, there was a snapping sound outside, and the middle-aged man knew that it was the sound of the door being pushed open.

There are many rooms in the house, and it seems that the other party is not familiar with the structure of the house.

The middle-aged man was still a little scared, if the frequency of the door opening was lower, he could still treat the other party as a thief, and open the door one by one to steal things.

But this door opens so often that it doesn't look like a thief at all.

It's more like I'm looking for someone, and listening to the voice, it seems to be starting from the first door on the left.

The middle-aged man silently calculated in his heart.

The first door on the left is the firewood room, and when the man opens it, he opens the second door at intervals of three seconds.

The second door was the kitchen, and when the man opened it, he opened the third door at intervals of three seconds.

The third door is the maid's room.

"Ahh The piercing girl's screams came out, and the middle-aged man knew that he had done the right thing.

"Ahh

"Ahhh

"Ahh

The first maid's cry woke the other maids, and they all let out screams.

The middle-aged man just wanted to rush out of the room while he was in chaos, but the screaming outside suddenly stopped.

"What people!" A man's questioning voice came from outside.

The middle-aged man could hear it, it was the voice of his own servant.

"You, you, what did you do!" The servant's voice was terrified.

The middle-aged man frowned, stopped his feet about to rush out of the room, and continued to listen to the sound outside.

But the voice of the servant outside suddenly disappeared, and only the footsteps of the man walking in the courtyard remained.

Smack

Another door was pushed open.

The middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the person who came was not good, and he was afraid that his maid and servant would not all die.

In such a short period of time, so fast......

The middle-aged man hid behind the door, so that as soon as the door was opened, he could slash at the man's brain.

The sound of pushing open the door was getting closer and closer, and the man's footsteps were getting closer and closer to the middle-aged man's room.

Smack......

Smack......

Smack......

The voice became lower and lower, and the middle-aged man became more and more nervous, swallowing his saliva and his heart jumping.

Until only the last door remained, which was the middle-aged man's bedroom.

The footsteps of the man outside got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the middle-aged man's door.

The middle-aged man clenched the knife in his hand and waited for the person outside the door to push the door in, and then he would cut it down with all his might.

One second passes, two seconds pass, three seconds pass.

The door was not pushed open, and the middle-aged man stood behind the door and became more and more nervous, unable to figure out why the people outside the door did not come in, and the hand holding the knife kept trembling.

The woman sitting on the bed was terrified, but she still suppressed her voice to prevent it from being heard by outsiders.

Touch!

There was a loud bang, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the room, and only a flash of fire came out of the door.

？

The middle-aged man didn't react at all, and looked at the hole in the wooden door in a daze, and the hole was still emitting white smoke at this time.

Looking at the woman on the bed again, the woman's abdomen had been punched out of a bloody hole.

The woman's eyes widened, she spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and looked at the middle-aged man, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

Finally, he rolled out of bed and fell to the ground, and the blood hole in his stomach kept showing blood until he was outside the door.

The man outside the door looked down at the blood under his feet, raised his feet and took a few steps back.

The sound of the soles of the shoes being removed from the blood stains came out.

The middle-aged man stood behind the door, motionless, he couldn't figure out what was happening.

Firebolt? Isn't this Cangzhou, why do the attackers have Jinzhou's guns?!

The middle-aged man kept repeating this thought in his heart, and his heart ached when he looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood on the ground.

Two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, but he still didn't dare to make a sound, he didn't dare to move.

The man outside walked outside the door for a while, perhaps grinding the blood off his feet.

The footsteps slowly moved away, and the middle-aged man thought that the other party was gone, but he was relieved, and the footsteps slowly came back.

Getting closer, getting closer.

One last blow pushed the door open.

When the man opened the door, he saw the woman on the floor, and then at the bed, but there was no middle-aged man.

He was a little puzzled and froze in place.

And the middle-aged man hiding behind the door looked at the person who pushed the door in, and the moonlight shone on the man, reflecting his face.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but soon hatred appeared on his face, raised the steel knife in his hand, and slashed at the man.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound, and the man was unharmed, and the steel knife slashed at the man's shoulder, sending only a few sparks.

"So I'm hiding behind the door, Director, good night."

The man pinched the middle-aged man's steel knife with one hand, and slowly raised the steel pipe with the other hand, which was still emitting white smoke.

"Bye-bye."

Touch!

A gunshot rang out, and the middle-aged man's body fell to the ground, leaving a brilliant red flower on the wall.