Qian Ying held the blade on her chest with both hands, like Xizi holding her heart, but as soon as the characters changed, it became a bloody scene. One of them pressed against his back and slowly pulled out the blade of the long knife that had been sent into his body.

Qian Ying watched the blade through her chest disappear inch by inch in front of her chest, her hands clenched tightly, and her ten fingers were almost cut off by the blade in the process.

"Why did you kill me!" Qian Ying yelled with a crying voice. He wasn't curious about why he killed people, but he was shocked that he was the one who died today.

The killer had only pulled the blade halfway, but the blood from Qian Ying's wound spurted out like a spring.

There are a total of nine people in the temple, all of whom are dressed in black clothes, and the styles are all extremely simple upper and lower two-piece suits. One of the people in the southeast corner seemed to be the leader, and said coldly: "In order to make the plan more perfect!"

Qian Ying fell in a pool of blood, and her body gradually stopped twitching.

The man in black remained highly vigilant in the face of the mortal, refusing to divulge his plans in the bits and pieces.

Steward Xu couldn't remember which god he had offended even if he wanted to break his head, and the other party was willing to spend so much time on his own steward of the Shangjia Mansion. What's even more incomprehensible is that since the other party has such magical powers, if he wants to pinch a person to death, it's not like stepping on a mouse to death, why bother with all this effort?

"Come out!"

One of the men in black suddenly screamed, his deep and loud voice shook the rubble, and at the same time he threw a brick and stone at the roof, this kind of folk temple dome only has a single layer of tiles, and there are very few wooden beams, let alone a staggered lotus knot in the form of lifting beams. The tiles broke with a single blow, and the roof broke a big hole with a "bang", and a person fell.

Huang Xinyong did not immediately check the injury after landing, but drew his knife as quickly as he could. The man in black was unmoved, his eyes were cold, like a falcon looking at a chick, and he was not in a hurry to kill it.

Seeing that the guy who was smashed from the roof of the house was familiar, Steward Xu grabbed the life-saving straw and leaned up, and immediately said in surprise: "Sir Huang, why are you here, your more than 20 good hunters are here, right?"

Huang Xinyong smiled bitterly, of course he knew that Steward Xu was in a hurry, and he wanted to use this to deceive him, hoping to scare off the thieves. But where are these black-clothed people easy to follow, Huang Xinyong followed here, leaned over and hid on the roof to listen, and when he found that the situation was more than expected, he made up his mind to hide himself, and took the opportunity to return to the city to report to the peak.

Fang Cai's whereabouts were leaked, just because the autumn mosquito stopped on his face to eat blood, Huang Xinyong couldn't help but itch and blew carefully, but he was hit on his left shoulder by a piece of masonry, and his body lost control and fell.

If there were really more than 20 subordinates here, they would have rushed in to protect their boss and snatch the credit.

The other party did not kill himself immediately, Huang Xinyong took advantage of this gap to breathe a sigh of relief, his breathing was quite smooth, and at this time he found that he was lucky not to fall out of serious injuries, ignoring the shallow wound cut by the broken tile fragment, only the sole of his right foot was sore, probably because he was overstressed when he landed, and his muscles and bones were broken.

As for the left shoulder that was hit by the masonry, the masonry was blocked by the roof, and most of the force was removed, except for startling Huang Xinyong, who was caught off guard, there was no substantial damage.

The corner of the clothes was pulled twice by Steward Xu, Huang Xinyong knew that he was prompting him to cooperate, but his own reality was too clear at a glance, so Huang Xinyong, who knew that there was no reinforcements to help, didn't even want to delay time.

Huang Xinyong has only two things to do now, one is to exchange his life for his life, and then he and Steward Xu are destined to be doomed. The second is to leave any possible clues, hoping that one day the snow will be revealed.

Huang Xinyong regretted a little that he handed over the iron plate and documents to the stunned Kuaishou surnamed Xue, otherwise he could still take advantage of the mess and throw it in a corner, and now there is no object that can prove his identity except for this standard iron knife distributed by the government office.

Huang Xinyong, as a prisoner of the Anti-Thieves Bureau, naturally had the psychological preparation to die in the line of duty one day sooner or later. But Steward Xu didn't accept his fate, he was a forbearant literati who boasted of being full of talent, and his life's ambitions had not yet been realized, how could he die so hastily?

Steward Xu let go of his clenched fists, tried his best to calm his voice, and said, "Brothers, please let the contemptible people see your master, the crime of disrespectful people will not be resentful no matter what the price is." At that time, even if your master still wants to take the life of the contemptible person, you can still watch the contemptible person cut himself off, and his anger can be reduced by one or two points, and the contemptible person will not die in vain!"

In the shadow of the light of the Songming torch, there was actually a person hidden, and he let out a mocking sneer, and finally emerged from the darkness.

He was wearing the same costume as the rest of the men in black, but his temperament was different. They are well-trained and indifferent killers, and this guy who shows up last has a strange feeling all over his body.

The man had no eyebrows or beard, his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose were hollow, and his face seemed to grow in. Holding a pale yellow thing in his hand, Steward Xu looked at it curiously, and was startled, it was actually a human face with all facial features. Attaching the skin in his hand to his face, after some tinkering, his mandible can actually be disassembled and reassembled, and the sound of bones grinding against each other is very weird and grotesque.

Put down your hands, and another Xu steward actually appeared!

Huang Xinyong's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he had encountered countless methods of camouflage in his fishing career, the most advanced of which was reduced to a trick compared to this person, and at most it could be called disguise. This is the real disguise!

"Steward Xu" pulled out his overly thick beard, his timbre and tone changed suddenly, his tone was slightly sharp and his voice was slightly slower: "The contemptible man was lured out of the city by his rebellious nephew, and was almost killed for money, but fortunately he was rescued by the hunters in the mountains and saved his life. ”

The real Steward Xu and the arrester Huang Xinyong were both shocked, there was such a mysterious figure hidden in this group, even if they didn't know their so-called plan to mention sporadic words, they should know that this group of people had a great plan, and the forces behind them did not allow the two of them to compete with humble forces.

A sense of powerlessness leaked from the bottom of his heart, eating away at the last trace of Steward Xu's desire to survive.

There was a hint of variegation in the eyes of Master Yi who vividly imitated Steward Xu's expression, which was a ridicule of vulgar things, and even the poisoning kung fu of using his housekeeping skills on them felt that it was a pearl secret cast.

Huang Xinyong suddenly became difficult, and the surface of the knife that was as bright as a mirror drew a cold light, and the blade had just been polished today, almost to the extent of blowing hair and making a decision. The knife nearly severed a neck, and the hot blood spewed out like fireworks on a summer night.

Shock and unbelievable anger overshadowed the pain of the wound, and Steward Xu pressed his hands against the wound on his neck, trying to stop the blood from gushing out, but the situation was completely unstoppable, and the amount of bleeding was amazing, not only oozing from the wound, but also overflowing between his mouth and nose.

Steward Xu experienced cutting his throat for the first time, and he just knew that the amount of blood in the human body could be so much. Qian Ying's chest was pierced by a knife, and the blood leaked on the floor, but there was not much sense.

Huang Xinyong closed the eyes of Steward Xu, who was not blinding, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Brother Xu!"

The man in black had a bruised forehead on his forehead, and one of his tasks was to ensure that the man who was proficient in the art of disguise could observe as much as possible the changes in the demeanor and mood of the target person, as well as the small movements of various personal habits. Now that this person has been beheaded right under his nose, how can you teach that disguiser to observe?

The black-clothed man was very skillful in controlling his emotions, and immediately calmed down, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The superior had more time to do than he could repeat the criminal law in his mind, but he hadn't heard the victim's constant wailing and screaming for too long, and the movement was more beautiful than any musical instrument.

The disguised master didn't see any mood fluctuations on his face, but he didn't know if the strange face under the face was still unmoved. Returning to the darkness, he regained his previous voice, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Next, I will leave it to you to dispose of." ”

Huang Xinyong pressed the waist knife down, and the tip of the knife was upward. This position means that once he moves, he can only make one up-stab motion. If it is self-defense, when you choose to swing with a vertical knife and use the length advantage of the waist knife to force the enemy out, then Huang Xinyong judged that the people here are not worse than himself through the throwing technique of Fang Cai's hand, so fighting for life is the only choice at the moment.

The blood on the waist knife was still flowing downward, blocked by the oval blade on the hilt, and dripping onto the upper of the shoe. The reason why Huang Xinyong was able to see through the attempt of the disguised master and kill the innocent Steward Xu was not because of how profound his insight was, but because this person was too conceited, from the time he appeared to the time he spoke, his intentions were simply revealed.

A figure flashed into the Flower God Temple, kicked the black-clothed man who was guarding the door, and the person who came shouted: "The anti-thief government office is doing business!

The flame of hope in Huang Xinyong's heart was ignited and extinguished in an instant. This person turned out to be a little fast hand Xue Sixiang, looking at his situation, it seemed that he broke in single-handedly. Well, another human life was taken for nothing.

The face of the commander of the man in black was even more ugly, and after the subordinate fell to the ground, he held his waist in his hand, and he couldn't get up. That kick was at a tricky angle and used a strange force to shatter the spleen. It's more deadly than a stab in the abdomen.

Huang Xinyong couldn't help but roared: "What are you doing here in this damn place......?

Behind Xue Siwei was the gate of the palace leading to the dark night jungle, and there was no black-clothed man cutting off the back road, if he immediately turned around and ran wildly, he might really be able to escape from Shengtian. But Xue Siwei smiled and said, "Chief Huang, my subordinates have found the whereabouts of the stolen goods, and they are in this hall." ”

Where does Huang Xinyong care about any hellish stolen goods at the moment, seeing that he is so stupid, his face immediately darkened, and he was about to tell him to flee directly, but it was too late.

A crossbow arrow shot straight at Xue Si from a corner of the hall, and the man who was proficient in disguise was not only good at using poison, but also brought a refined crossbow machine with him, and this arrow was shot from the dark, and it was extremely difficult to detect the opportunity.

A calloused hand raised and clenched, so the crossbow arrows that kept moving forward came to an abrupt end, and Xue Siwei smiled smugly at the corners of his mouth, casually throwing away the short and thin crossbow arrows dyed with dark red and different colors.

"Huh?" A cry of surprise came from the darkness, catching arrows with bare hands, how deep does this have to be martial arts to have this confidence?

The most shocking thing here is not this group of people in black, but the capture of Huang Xinyong, this young man who has been mixed up for a few years and is still a little fast hand, has this high-level martial arts, and said in disbelief: "Who are you?"

"Xue Siyan!"

"Wolf Qi!

Everyone in the hall changed their faces regardless of friend or foe, Wolf Qi, that was the most mysterious organization in Jinxue City, and it was as famous as Fox Jin. Below the rank of four-rank official, whether it is a squire or a famous county official, they all have the ultimate power of life and death.

The man in black knew that once Wolf Qi infiltrated, the plan was destined to be unimplementable, so he had the idea of retreating.

Xue Siyan pulled out the iron ruler that was inserted in his waist at will, and with a sudden shock, the iron ruler made a clear sound, and Xue Siyan at this time was like a sword reopened after a long hiding, and his sharpness was full of spirit. Huang Xinyong remembered that he had despised this son, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed and introspective.

Holding a sword across his chest, Xue Siyan said proudly: "Don't even think about leaving! Uncle Ben has been sulking for several years, you can be regarded as hitting the muzzle of the gun!"

The body shrank back, and the power gathered by his legs suddenly exploded, and Xue Siyan's moving figure was like a gale. Before a man in black could parry, a blunt iron ruler pierced his heart.

Xue Siyan pulled out the iron ruler, still having time to shake it and shake off the drops of blood. The hapless man in black wailed, looked up to the sky and fell, and died with a whimper.

Xue Siyan looked at the next villain, and laughed: "It's your turn! Brother Tai ......"

The remaining seven or eight black-clothed men gathered up, holding a fine-welded dagger in one hand and a two-foot-eight barrier knife in the other, constantly pushing forward, not afraid of death.

Although surrounded by enemies, Xue Siyan swam around leisurely, his iron ruler was like a green edge, constantly bringing out strings of brilliant and open blood flowers.

The black-clothed people had no energy to take care of the distractions, so they turned a blind eye to Huang Xinyong. Huang Xinyong looked for several sneak attack opportunities, but failed to succeed due to a serious crack in the metacarpal bone of his foot and limited mobility. In the last sneak attack, he was also stabbed in the arm, his skin was open, and blood flowed.

The battle was hot, and the iron ruler in Xue Siyan's hand was overflowing with wisps of white gas, and the ruler's body was sizzling, although it failed to condense the aura lotus, it could be regarded as touching the threshold of the "Miaolian Habitat", which was much stronger than the black-clothed man who was born in the army and bullied the weak. In contrast, the two sides are like an adult man fighting with several children.

After Xue Siyan swung out a sword move, the iron ruler in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and a wave of dizziness swept over, and his chest was so dull that his internal organs were about to be crushed. Xue Siyan suddenly bent down and spit out a mouthful of thick blood, which was mixed with a lot of black blood clots, and a feeling of weakness hit him, and finally his legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

The "Steward Xu" who was good at disguise and poisoning was still hidden in the dark, and said with a sneer: "You shouldn't be conceited and grab the arrow with your hands! This arrow is soaked in the poison of the golden banana leaf, and the throat is sealed with blood. If you don't see blood, you will die if you get it, but the attack will be slower. ”

Xue Siyan's throat was full of blood, and he opened his mouth to move, only to hear the bubbling sound of rumbling, and he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth at Huang Xinyong, apologetic to each other. Pictures of life experiences began to flash in front of me, and every scene was a flash, but they were extremely clear. From going to famine and being separated from his parents, raising his young sister alone, to enlisting in the army to kill the enemy several times and crawling out of the corpse pile, to living in the anti-thief office after entering the secret training of the dark department and playing the role of a little fast hand for many years.

"It's rare to be heroic, why can't you give me a face and let me finish this in style?"

Most of Xue Siyan and his colleagues in the dark department are not acquainted, and they have not even met each other. There is a custom of the dark department that is not announced to the public, and there is a huge wall in the headquarters, and every year the dark warriors who go out to hide, whether they are wolf qi or fox brocade, will return at their own specific day and hour, and use a small wooden plaque to mark their serial number, and hang it on the wall on the back. If there is an accident, it will be written in red by the scholar, facing outward.

Xue Siyan can see a lot of wooden signs with red letters on that wall every year, and if these accidents happen, nine times out of ten, they will not have the opportunity to turn over their serial numbers. Xue Siyan would carefully check those red letters every time, for fear that a certain string of serial numbers would appear on the wall, because a lively and lovely Nizi once told him that she wanted to enter the fox brocade and become a person like her brother.

I don't know how sad she will be when she sees the wooden card representing her turned over, this Nizi is probably going to cry again, Xue Siyan thought. His face became paler, but his expression became more serene.

Huang Xin bravely resisted, and then fell in a pool of blood as a matter of course, the metacarpal bone of his foot was shattered and his arm was injured, and the resistance was completely futile.

Xue Siyan, as a wolf Qi secret warrior, has more consciousness of dying in his duties than Huang Xinyong, but such a way of dying is too embarrassing.

There is a subtle pinprick and tingling sensation in every inch of muscle around the body, which is a symptom of blood clotting flowing through the body. A heart in the chest cavity was beating extremely strongly, pumping blood with almost three times the usual force, and the blood vessels that had no choice but to supply and return blood were blocked, and its due diligence had no effect, but made Xue Siyan feel even more pain.

However, the intense pain made Xue Siyan wake up for a moment, and he realized that he found that the most serious blood clotting was in his chest and hands, and the legs farthest from his heart could still move slightly.

Xue Siyan took a sharp breath and washed away all the blood clots in his lower limbs, and the dead blood accumulated under the skin of his lower limbs for a while, and they were purple and swollen. After gaining mobility, he stumbled somewhere in the darkness.

When running, he is light and heavy, but he stumbles extremely fast. Anyone who practices qi can greatly increase their physical potential when they disperse qi, Xue Siyan is like a pillar hitting the city hammer at this moment, and the breath is rampaging in the body, and the blood clots everywhere they pass through are all dispersed. The scattered blood was rotten like mud and no longer vigorous, and the dead blood was more rapid than the blockage of the blood vessels.

There was an exclamation in the dark, he obviously didn't expect Xue Siyan to be able to determine his position, the two were in a straight line, and the distance was constantly shortening.

A person suddenly appeared in the middle, it was the black-clothed commander, who pointed straight ahead with a knife in both hands, and rushed forward silently.

There was a muffled sound, and the two figures collided together. The two-foot-eight barrier knife almost completely sank into Xue Siyan's chest, and the black-clothed commander flew out upside down under the vigorous force. The black-clothed commander used the knife in an extremely sophisticated way, and when the knife entered the flesh, he twisted the handle of the knife and pushed it forward, and the wound was uneven, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

He himself was not well, he was crushed in the chest by the huge force, broke his arm bones, and after falling to the ground, he was paralyzed like grass jelly, and his ribs and sternum were broken and inserted into his lungs and organs. I could only stare at the tiles on the roof of the temple, my mind was blank, and I only knew that I was dying......

A man in black touched Xue Siyan's back and stabbed his neck, heart, and spleen three times with a sharp dagger as thin as an iron drill.

As a result, Xue Siyan was unmoved, and he was really angry.

The disguised master appeared from the darkness, his heart still palpitating, and he cursed: "Bad luck! The master of this hall has always acted alone, and the first time he partnered with a reckless man like you, he fell behind. Now that the wolf is in the dark, how can there be room for implementation of this plan!Hmph......"

A black-clothed man was indignant, and said, "Hall Master Han, you speak with your conscience! Our leader gave up his life for you, he hasn't breathed yet, don't chill his heart!"

The disguiser surnamed Han glanced at the black-clothed commander who had ten lives to nine and a half lives, and said as a matter of course: "What is the value of the life of the hall master! How many gold ingots is his cheap life? He just understands better than you, if the hall master dies before you and the others, the organization blames it, and you don't want to die if you wait for one!"

"You!"

The man in black didn't make a move, as the Commander threw a look at him. So he threw away the iron weapon in his hand and knelt beside the leader like a father and brother, and the other people in black also gathered, this was a farewell without tears and eulogies.

The man surnamed Han couldn't get used to this scene, sneered, and walked away to deal with the wolf who made him tremble. He took it out of his medicine pocket for a long time, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled, and he took out a can of gold water, although there was not much left, but the effect was strong. When the head is poured down, the sound is like cold water entering a hot pot, white smoke and white foam continue to rise, and the stench that instantly permeates the temple makes it difficult to stand. The poisonous water is claimed to be able to dissolve stones, break iron, sell gold and silver, and a corpse naturally can't resist, and the flesh of the upper body is dissolved beyond recognition.

The person who caused this masterpiece laughed and was very amused......