There was silence all around, then a whisper, and the people in white hoods spontaneously leaned together with familiar people nearby.

Chen Jianqiu's mind was racing fast.

Could it be that his whereabouts have been exposed?

He cautiously looked around and saw that the man who had come with him was standing in front of him, looking around in a white hood.

Chen Jianqiu patted him on the shoulder.

The man was startled, and turned his head to look at him, and through the two holes in the hood, he could see that his two little eyes were purring, purring.

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the position of his mouth.

"Aba, Aba." Chen Jianqiu gestured with both hands, he took the torch in the man's hand, pretended to miss it and fell down, he reached out to catch it again, and handed it back to the man.

The man suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the one who came with me, it turns out that you are a mute, no wonder you didn't talk along the way." ”

"Aba, Aba." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

The man walked over and stood with Chen Jianqiu: "Eh, I heard that there are traitors, I don't know what they plan to do." ”

The white-robed leader pressed his hand down again:

"Now, your guide will confirm your identity one by one, please keep your current position."

The group of people who had just gathered in the outer circle rushed in at a trot, each of them already having an extra gun in his hand. They each ran to the gathered crowd and began to look through their collars to check their identities.

Chen Jianqiu realized that even the white robe was marked, such as an "L" embroidered on the collar of his shirt, and the person who was with him was an "X".

At first, he thought it was the size of the clothes......

Those who do not gather in groups, standing alone, are the first to be examined.

He was not in a hurry at all, according to this formation, he couldn't find his head for a while, and he even stretched his neck and looked at it with interest.

Let's wait and see what happens.

The process of inspection is said to be orderly and a bit excessive, but it is disorganized, and it is not so much, except for a guy who is unwilling to lift his hood and is slapped, the rest of the people are very calm.

The white-robed man in the center of the circle watched the actions of his men, and could not see the expression under his hood, but he should be satisfied.

Suddenly, however, the peace was shattered.

A party member with a gun walked behind the white robe, and not far away stood a lone person, who stretched out his hand and was about to pull his hood open.

The man burst out.

He grabbed the gun-wielding hand of the party member with both hands in the opposite direction and twisted it vigorously.

Only a "click" was heard, accompanied by a miserable scream from the party members, his hand was broken, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

The man picked up the gun on the ground and shot it at the head of the party member.

The hood of the party member turned red in an instant, and the man pulled the lever of the gun, raised the gun in an instant, and shot at the white robe in the center of the circle, with a coherent and skillful movement.

The white robe was shot and fell to the ground.

The man rushed to the white robe with a lunge and pulled off his hood.

The man under the hood was a young face, which was extremely inconsistent with his old voice just now, and at this time this person was pale, and he couldn't breathe, and the bullet pierced his lungs, and he couldn't live.

The attacker was stunned for a moment, then angrily threw off the young man's head.

The people around Bai Pao seemed to react even slower than Chen Jianqiu expected.

Their first reaction was to subconsciously lean towards the white-robed musician with a guitar in his hand.

But their guns rang out.

The attackers rolled forward one by one, light and vigorous, dodging the volley.

When he stood up, he turned around and fired a shot that killed one of the Klux Klux Klans who was shooting at him next to the luthier.

"Kill him." The luthier put his guitar on his back and said to the people around him.

The attacker rushed directly into the crowd and came in the direction of Chen Jianqiu.

After a few gunshots just now, the scene was actually a mess, and these untrained farmers, even if they were used to hearing gunshots since childhood, their first reaction was to find a place to hide.

There were several layers of people in front of Chen Jianqiu, and when they saw the attacker rushing over, they reacted differently, some wanted to block him, some wanted to go up and hug the block, and some turned around and ran but were blocked by the people behind.

But without exception, anyone who stood in the way of the attacker fell to the ground.

The man's attack was precise and vicious, targeting the joints and vital points, and the man fell to the ground lightly clutching his arms or knees, and his heavy neck was directly broken.

The attacker had already come to Chen Jianqiu's side in a blink of an eye, and Chen Jianqiu turned slightly sideways.

The two passed by.

The man casually tilted his head, and Chen Jianqiu saw a pair of lazy eyes from the two holes in his hood, where had he seen these eyes.

When Chen Jianqiu came to his senses, he found that the attacker had already killed a bloody path, and he was the only one standing in this straight line.

A group of Ku Klux Klans chased after them with guns, and they ran and shot at the same time.

I don't know if it was because the attacker was too fast, or if it was too dark for the torches to give them the brightness to lock onto their targets.

Missed a single shot, but was knocked down by the assailant who turned around and knocked one down.

When a party member passed by Chen Jianqiu's side, he couldn't help but be furious when he saw him standing there, and yelled at him: "Why are you stupid? Chase! ”

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the position of his mouth: "Aba, Aba!" ”

"It turned out to be a mute, trash."

However, although the man scolded in his mouth, his actions did not seem to discriminate against the disabled at all, he picked up the gun of the downed Ku Klux Klan from the ground and threw it into Chen Jianqiu's arms.

"Follow me, chase after me, damn it."

Chen Jianqiu held the gun in both hands, he looked down and took a closer look, and found that the gun was printed with the words "Produced by Browning Gun Shop".

He thought about it for a moment, picked up his gun, followed the group, and joined the pursuit.

The attackers had already rushed out of the crowd and into the forest. Behind him, he was followed by a group of Ku Klux Klans with torches.

The direction of his escape was the opposite of where Chen Jianqiu had come, which led directly to the wasteland outside the forest, and near the edge of the forest, where the horses of the Ku Klux Klan had stopped.

The attacker whistled, and in the moonlight, a white horse galloped to his side from the side of the forest.

As he ran, he grasped the saddle with both hands, and saw him leap lightly, turn over and ride on the white horse.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The attacker turned around on his horse and fired several shots in the direction of the bolted horse.

Two of the horses fell to the ground, and the others, frightened, raised their front hooves to break free from the ropes that were holding them.

The Ku Klux Klans dodging bullets from front of them while trying to soothe the frightened horse, one of them was kicked in the head by the horse and fell crooked into the tree.

"Get on the horse and chase! Get on the horse and chase it! The man who threw the gun at Chen Jianqiu looked like a small leader, and he rode a normal-looking horse and beckoned to the scrambled brothers around him.

But when he looked around, only the mute seemed calm.

"Get on my horse! We chase! He pulled Chen Jianqiu on his horse, sat behind him, and chased in the direction of the attacker's escape.

(End of chapter)