On the third day of the first month of the twelfth year of Jiaqi, halfway through the festival, the tail rhyme is still there. The entire Inuyama Castle is still full of lights, and there is a lot of joy everywhere.

Lanterns of various shapes are placed on both sides of the street, interweaving a sea of warm yellow.

Appetizing scents waft through the air, and colorful Japanese fish streamers and bright red Ming-style wine flags flutter together.

The young slaves who were still in the middle of the holiday were rubbing shoulders one after another, and even the rain wafting above their heads could not extinguish their joy.

But the festive atmosphere of this festival, the more it spreads to the southern part of Inuyama Castle, the more shallow and bleak it becomes, until it disappears without a trace.

On the contrary, it is bleak and cold, because there is no shelter from high-rise buildings, and it is more and more arrogant and raging.

The southern part of Inuyama Castle is a very large shanty town, and the atmosphere of the New Year's Day has nothing to do with it.

Everywhere you see garbage and crumbling wreckage is a common scene here, and the main color here is the dilapidation and barrenness of gray.

Even though the Imperial Ministry of Industry has never imposed a blockade on the infrastructure of the Japanese people, the untouchables living here are still unable to improve their living conditions.

Because they are all 'useless' people who even the enterprises in the Japanese area have chosen to give up.

In the dimly lit alleyways, the rain gathered in potholes of varying shades on the unhardened ground, reflecting the moon overhead, emitting a silvery glow, like a shattered and scattered mirror.

Syllable.

A black boot stepped into a puddle of water, stirring up the moonlight.

An eight-member Jinyi Guard operation team is moving rapidly through this shantytown.

They wore special night combat uniforms, and under the flying saucer helmets glowing with metallic cold light were cold and resolute faces. The goggles with night vision allow them to see in such a dimly lit environment.

The guns in your hands are also different, but they are basically powerful enough melee weapons such as the 'Back Guard' series.

The strength of the average order nine allowed them to quietly dive into the depths of this shantytown.

By this time, the raindrops had lost the help of the wind, and they had completely lost their raging capital. But the more silent the environment is, the more it arouses fear in people's hearts.

The equipment on the body obviously detected the thermal reactions of a large number of living people, but the ears of this group of brocade guards never heard the slightest human voice.

It's as if it's a cemetery inhabited by the living dead.

As the team progresses, they finally discover what makes them feel this way.

Looking through the cracked walls of the shantyhouse and into the pitch-black room, you can see that all kinds of garbage are squeezing most of the space.

Soaking in the rain emitted a suffocating stench of decay, a wizened man lay naked on the bed, with only a slightly heaving chest, proving that he was still a living thing.

A wire bundle wrapped in insulated patent leather protruded from the back of his head and burrowed into the dirt, leading to the Yellow Beam mainframe where it was erected.

There was a chilling expression of pleasure on the man's face, and even his body trembled with excitement from time to time.

In the next shack, they saw something similar.

It was a family of three, a man and a woman lying side by side on a tattered mattress.

They were also silent in Huang Liang's dream, their eyes were closed, the pupils behind their eyelids trembled at high speed, and their mouths cracked silently, forming a chilling silent smile.

The air was filled with the stench of decomposing corpses, sourced from the curled up baby in the hostess's arms.

Next, next.

It's all the same.

Bundles of nerve wires buried deep in the ground weave a large net from the point of view of the eye, enveloping the shantytown.

The yellow beam at the end of the harness is like a blessed merciful master, giving them beautiful dreams and helping them escape the suffering of the present.

Such a strange scene was like a bone-chilling clammy air blowing into the back of the necks of this group of brocade guards, and in an instant, the hairs stood on end.

It's not that they haven't seen people who are addicted to Huangliang dreams, and they have even personally executed many Huangliang demons who have robbed the people.

But it's rare for such a large-scale addiction scene to occur in a shantytown.

Because in this year, dreaming also requires money.

The leader of the brocade guard, Xiaoqi, frowned and said to himself: "Boss, the situation is a little wrong." It seems that someone is deliberately providing these poor people with yellow dreams, and it should be the kind of forbidden dreams that are extremely addictive! ”

"I see it."

Fan Wuyi's voice sounded in his ears, "This kind of thing will happen, it proves that the intelligence detected by the two places this time is fine, and there are indeed traces of Honghu's activities here." ”

"I want to ask, why did Honghu do this? It is not profitable to provide dreams for these poor people! ”

"They're here to concoct the dead!"

"Dead? Just this waste that is difficult to stand up? ”

"In reality, they are waste, but in Huangliang's dream, they are all powerful knights, generals, emperors, and even omnipotent immortals."

Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi said disdainfully: "Boss, you also said it, it was just in a dream!" ”

"Dreams allow them to experience everything that they don't have in reality, igniting the desire in their hearts. When the Bird, the Dream-giver, retracts the dream, they will fall into endless madness. A man who had been an emperor in a dream and returned to the body of a beggar in reality had only two reactions. ”

Fan Wuyi's voice was low: "Either return to the dream realm by any means, or overturn the present world desperately." ”

"Even if they have the guts, they don't have the ability?"

"The birds have guns in their hands, and they have lives in their hands. These people who were concocted as heavy Huangliang addicts were Honghu's favorite dead soldiers. ”

Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi was stunned, and immediately said angrily: "These madmen who are careless about people's lives! ”

"Otherwise, what did Honghu buy so many guns for? There is more madness than you think. ”

Fan Wuyi issued an order: "Continue the search." ”

"Yes."

"Aang!"

A red-eyed owl burst out of the clouds, spread its wings in the pouring rain, and hovered over a huge tin building.

"All cheer up, the intelligence of the second place shows that this is the location of the Huangliang host, and there may be a Honghu rebel army responsible for the maintenance hidden inside."

Inside a command car parked on the outskirts of the shantytown, Fan Wuyi stared at the synchronized picture linking the red-eyed owl's field of vision, and ordered in the voice transmission: "The other party is very likely to carry heavy firepower weapons, so if you encounter resistance during the operation, you will not be killed!" Repeat for each squad! ”

"A team receives, and if there is resistance, there will be no forgiveness!"

"The second team received, in case of resistance, there will be no forgiveness"

In the back seat, Li Jun stared sideways in the direction of the shantytown, his brows furrowed.

He didn't expect Gong Qinghong, who had picked up a life from Cao Cang's men, to appear here.

And judging from the intelligence collected from the two places, the other party is not bad in the Wakou District. Even the meeting with the Inuyama branch of the Arayoshi Group was made by him.

In Li Jun's impression, Gong Qinghong has always been surrounded by a layer of fog.

Whether it was the attack on Shudao Logistics in Chengdu Mansion, or the destruction of the 'Liu Zu' celebration of the Qixia Group in Chongqing Mansion, or even the rescue of Zhao Qingxia, he did not meet the other party.

But this man is like a soul possessed by bones, always entrenched around him.

"Honghu bastards, they finally have a New Year's Day, and before the holiday is over, they start to fucking find trouble, it's really disgusting."

Fan Wuyi turned his head to look at the pensive Li Jun, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, don't worry, I will take back that little character called Qinghong in a while, crush the flesh and blood inch by inch, and then throw him into the edict so that he will never be reborn." ”

"I said, can you not catch an opportunity and see the sycophants? Let's Xiao Li don't eat that. Ma Wang Ye scolded crookedly.

Fan Wuyi's face was serious, "Old Ma, what do you know, I'm not calling it a sycophant, I'm complaining about Brother Jun!" A prologue of eight verticals and horizontals, he actually dared to touch Brother Jun's tiger buttocks repeatedly, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive! ”

Ma Wangye shuddered suddenly, as if he was disgusted by Fan Wuyi, for fear that the other party would continue to flatter, so he quickly chose to change the topic.

"I've heard the old ghost say that Honghu who is active in Inuyama Castle has been hit very badly by you all these years, so he hides it very deeply on weekdays. How did such a big group come out this time? ”

"You don't know this, don't look at Xiaobai's usual sullen appearance, he is the most powerful director of the second division of the Jinyi Guard in the entire Japanese people's district! His sources of information are unimaginably wide, from the female executives of the serial heavy enterprises to the proprietress of the izakaya, all of them are his concubines. ”

Li Jun and Ma Wangye looked at Fan Wuyi with the same strange expressions.

"If it weren't for Master Ma, I knew that your education level was not high, and I would have suspected that you were scolding Xie Bi'an."

"How is it possible, this is definitely the highest compliment!"

Fan Wuyi looked around nervously, and saw that there was no scolding in the internal communication of Jinyiwei, so he continued.

"Since we have Xiaobai, the director of the second division, the business volume has skyrocketed! Even all the thousand households on the other side of Edo Castle had the idea of digging people, if it weren't for the old ghost tying up a bomb and preparing to die with the adults of the thousand households, Xiaobai would have been poached a long time ago. ”

Fan Wuyi's words were scorching, "Anyway, Xiaobai's intelligence is not wrong, he said that there is a bird here, and those rats must have built a nest here!" ”

"A team arrives at the predetermined position, ready to attack!"

"The second team arrives at the predetermined position and prepares to attack!"

In the shantytown, two heavily armed Jinyi guard squads surrounded the target house in the middle.

"Action!"

As the command came from the telecommunications communication, the door of the house exploded and fell inward with a whistling voice.

A large amount of dust flew in the dark environment, and then it was knocked away by the swarming figures.

"Disarm or kill!"

"Disarm or kill!"

Thunderous shouts rang out one after another.

But the next moment, the raiding Jinyi guard was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the square room, which is four feet long, it is densely packed with corpses.

The air was filled with an indescribable stench of blood and stench, and the blood flowing sideways was like a viscous swamp, so that the Jinyi Guard standing in it did not want to continue to move.

"What's going on?"

The little banner of the Jinyi Guard, who was in charge of directing operations on the front line, muttered to himself.

He forcibly stabilized his panicked mind, leaned over and ripped open the clothes of a corpse, and examined it carefully.

The Jinyi guards on the left and right also checked the corpses piled up on the ground.

A moment later, he shuddered at the result of his subordinates' return.

There were slight traces of transformation on these people's bodies, but there was no mechanical heart in their chests, and there was no trace of Huigen or Doji.

Even the brain tricks behind their skulls were issued free of charge by the empire at the beginning of the establishment of the Japanese people's district.

The only thing they have in common is that these people all have obvious symptoms of malnutrition.

These messages all point to one answer, these people are poor!

The poor people who live in this shantytown!

According to the intelligence, this should have been a stronghold of the Honghu rebels, but now it has become a corpse depot with a large number of poor corpses!

Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

At this moment, Fan Wuyi's voice sounded in his ear canal.

"Yaksha, what the fuck is going on with you, why haven't you moved at all?!"

"General Flag."

Xiao Qi, who goes by the pseudonym 'Yaksha', had a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "We may have been tricked!" ”

"Medium? What do you mean! ”

Before he could answer, a piercing sound suddenly came to mind outside the house!

Grass, it's the fire dragon out of the water!

"Lie down!"

Yaksha leaped and threw one of his subordinates to the ground.

Rumble!

The blinding flames tore through the thick darkness, and the impact of the explosion swept away the corpses on the ground, and organs were thrown out of the shattered bodies, mixed with iron sheets, crackling and hitting the bodies of the brocade guards.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rainstorm of gunfire followed, instantly tearing off the tense nerves of the group of brocade guards in the house, and they subconsciously began to look for cover to fight back.

Suddenly, in this crumbling shantytown, gunshots suddenly rang out.

Yaksha shook his head a little dazed, rolled over and jumped up from the ground, and pulled out the embroidered spring knife behind his backhand.

As a pioneer of the Eight Arms, he trusts the long knife in his hand more than the firearm.

The stray bullet sent a fleeting spark out of him, and Yaksha rushed to the door in two steps, looking up at the door.

The rain was pouring down, and the wind was howling.

The short burst of gunfire illuminated their hateful eyes, as well as their weak and thin bodies and ragged clothes!

Yaksha even saw two familiar faces in the midst of these people.

It was the same couple they saw when they infiltrated with a dead baby in their arms!

The people who ambushed them were all poor people in shantytowns!

At this moment, there was a thunderbolt in Yaksha's mind, and all the clues were all strung together.

It dawned on him that someone was trying to frame these poor people with their lives!

At this moment, the gunfire outside the door quickly decayed. Only heavy gasps remained, converging like a tidal wave, crashing against the shanty house from all sides.

"Dare to attack us, this group of widows is looking for death!"

There was a brocade guard who rose up, ready to vent his anger with the bullet in his hand.

Yaksha grabbed the muzzle of his gun and roared angrily, "Ceasefire everyone! You can't even shoot! ”

Outside, the paupers threw away their empty guns and stopped attacking, showing no signs of fleeing, but just stood there with blood-red eyes.

Pillars of light shot out from the crowd, illuminating the windswept shantytown.

And the mountains of corpses piled up all over the ground!

"Inuyama City Jinyi Guard indiscriminately kills innocents, wantonly slaughters, and pretends to be a Honghu to invite merit with the lives of poor people, begging the empire to return us justice!"

Countless poor people fell to their knees, raised their arms and shouted loudly.

"The criminals are also the people of the empire, please give us justice!"

In the shantyhouse, all the brocade guards looked at the scene in front of them, like falling into an ice cave, and the whole body was cold!

2-in-1

(End of chapter)