However, tonight is obviously not effective, the matter is too big, life and death, so he can't calm down.

The more I drank, the more I thought about things, and the more groggy my head became.

Listening to the shouting of a room full of people's orders, Fan Qianqian only felt a splitting headache.

He staggered to his feet, waved his two sons to accompany the others to drink, and walked with his own steps, his hands behind his back, to rest behind the fortress for a while.

Hehe, let the new little ladies pinch a few handfuls for us, and then vent on their tender meat, maybe it will be better.

As he was walking, a figure came across the porch, bowing his head and shrinking his body, and when he saw him passing, he quickly stepped aside.

Fan Qianqian didn't care, just took two steps, and felt that something was wrong.

The fortress is full of his loyal old servants, who usually see him a little drunk, and always come forward to support him, and there is no stupid person standing there without moving.

But his thinking stopped at this moment.

I saw that the image of the man was ghostly, and he stuck to his back around it, and as soon as he reached out to cover his mouth, the cold light flashed in front of him, and his neck was cold.

"Porphyry..."

With a light and crisp sound, Fan Qianqian's qi blood vessels were cut off by the sharp hunting knife, and blood flowed straight out.

After a long time in the sand, Fan Qianqian, who has been entrenched in Yunhai Castle for decades, and has been in the northern Xinjiang, died in such a daze.

It is estimated that Fan Qianqian never dreamed that he would die so much, so lightly than a feather, and so quietly.

The one who enters the mother is purely capsized in the gutter.

Looking at the old man with white hair and sideburns, who had his neck cut off by himself, Ling Hupo was a little hesitant.

It should be Fan Qianqian, there will be no mistake, right?

Just now in the dark, Miss Yingzi pointed to him.

It's a pity that it's too far away, and the lobby is full of people, and there are a lot of old ones, so he really didn't see it clearly.

He originally wanted to copy to the back to hide, but the idea was to come out and kill one by one, so that he could always find the main owner.

What he never expected was that the first person to come out to seek death was the old man who was suspected of being Fan Qianqian.

Could it be that our luck is really so good?

At this minute, even Ling Hupo himself was unbelievable.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the body, and dragged it into a nearby room.

There were already two corpses lying in the room, both servants of the fort, or more accurately the guards, both with knives in their arms.

Of course, since you have entered this fortress, it is still the same old saying, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go.

After taking the face, there is no reason to talk about it at this time, whoever comes is also killed.

God let Ling Hupo travel to the troubled times of ancient times, all day long is the day when his head is pinned to the waistband of his trousers and the tip of the knife is licked with blood, if he is not ruthless, there is no reason to survive to the end.

Wait, kill a few more?

Linghu Po regretted a little that he let Yingzi take care of the wind outside.

Only she knows Fan Qianqian.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out the ring head knife, measured it, and slashed it down.

"Porphyry...", like a muffled sound on a rotten watermelon.

With a single knife, he cut off the bad old man's head.

He tore the clothes from the corpse and wrapped the head around it.

Nima, this murderous and beheading thing, we have finally done it.

At the beginning, in the training camp for new soldiers, I listened to a few veterans talk about the experience of cutting off their heads on the battle battlefield to receive merit, and I still felt that it was too barbaric.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would do this barbaric thing so quickly, the difference is not for merit, but for confirmation.

Lifting his head, he looked around, and tiptoed out.

Yingzi was looking outside, and Linghu Po leaned over.

The two of them squatted on the spot, sneakily opening the package.

Miss Yingzi's face did not change, she stretched out her slender hand and pulled the hair on her skull, and came to her eyes in the moonlight, she looked carefully left and back, and immediately smiled.

This scene made Ling Hupo remember it for a long time, and every time he thought about it, he felt that this scene was very weird, terrifying, and terrifying.

It's like the plot in a story, vividly presented in front of you.

It was done, and Hupo immediately wanted to slip away.

But Miss Yingzi clearly disagreed.

She grabbed him, pointed to the room, and slashed down with one hand.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, so let Linghu Po kill a room of people.

!

He was only now sure that this aunt's heart was more ruthless than him, and she was not greedy enough.

Some books say that such people generally die relatively quickly.

However, there is one thing that makes Hupo understand, this Fan Qianqian, it turns out that the grievances with Eagle's Beak Mountain are also very deep.

Eventually, he gave in.

It's not because of how charming and touching Miss Yingzi's eyes are, nor how fierce her momentum is.

But as soon as the little lady saw him shake his head, she began to gently tap the scabbard.

The eyes that sparkled in the darkness were full of threat.

I don't know, if you don't kill the enemy, you will kill whoever you want first! This is the rule established by the people of Eagle Beak Mountain.

Entering the mother, I really saw a female ghost!

How could Linghu Po figure all this?

He cursed viciously in his heart, and wanted to throw this little horse bandit girl here, and ride away by himself.

But in the end, he turned around with his knife and entered the big house in a rage.

Yingzi was behind him, smiling smugly.

caught the other party's weakness and forced him to comply, especially an excellent person like Ling Hupo, she was very proud and enjoyable.

But she didn't understand that it was not that Hupo was afraid of her, but that as an ally, at the critical moment, she had to compromise when she should compromise, and she couldn't start infighting.

Besides, Miss Yingzi's blind black light led the way and helped him successfully kill Fan Qianli, which is definitely a great achievement.

Can't you help her kill a few enemies?

As soon as Linghupo entered, a man staggered to the back to go to the toilet.

"Porphyry..."

No matter how much you can drink, you can't go to the toilet.

Thinking of this, he was very happy.

He's here to wait.

One after another, people came to the back to go to the toilet, and they were all poisoned by Linghupo.

Gradually, the three remaining big men in the hall felt more and more deserted, but they didn't have any vigilance.

The three of them just talked and laughed at each other, "Those cowards went to the latrine, maybe they would sleep there, hehe..."

So, the two went to the back to look for them together.

Actually, I was afraid that these people would drink too much and make some fuss about it in the back.

All the family members of the Fan family, big and small, live behind the fortress.

"Porphyry..."

“……”

The two of them didn't bother to make Hupo much hands and feet, and the drunk man was the best to deal with.

The room next to it has completely become a corpse hiding room, and more than a dozen corpses are placed on the ground, making Ling Hupo busy like an ant moving, tired and half dead.

There was only one last big man left in the hall, and Ling Hupo finally slipped in from behind, lowered his head, and leaned over to the man, as if to tell something.