Zhang Quyi didn't know that he was being regarded as a ghost, and at this time he had already gone around to the side of the courtyard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's a dead end where only one person can pass through, and the owner of the house has installed two cameras on the wall, and the whole dead end is within the monitoring range.

As soon as Zhang Qu raised his hand and swiped into the void, the spiritual power instantly disturbed the surrounding magnetic field, and at the same time, he jumped up to the wall with a light body, like a piece of falling piece floating into the courtyard. The surveillance footage recorded by the camera only flashed for a moment, and even if it was played back in high magnification, only a blurry white shadow could be barely seen.

Through the descriptions of the three uncles, Zhang Quyi sensitively sensed that this place was most likely the lair of the gang of thieves, and the so-called Old Man He was the real boss behind the scenes, so he immediately decided to come in and find out.

Although this courtyard is ancient, it is quite wide, with two entrances and two exits, divided into front yards and back yards, and there are as many as a dozen side rooms. In the capital, a courtyard house of this scale can not be thought of without more than 10 million people.

Zhang Quyi released his divine sense and scanned all the way to the past, but he searched from the front yard to the back yard, and it turned out to be really empty, but from the furnishings in the house, it seems that there should be someone living here, and there is a pot of boiling hot water on the coffee table in the main house, obviously there were people making tea here not long ago, but they left in a hurry.

"Did the other party estimate that I would come to the door?"

Zhang Quyi's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and he was about to leave in a huff, but when he passed by the backyard, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a flash of light in the rockery.

Zhang Quyi's heart moved, walked to the side of the rockery, his mind carefully scanned the past, and sure enough, he found that there was a lot of things in the rockery, and pushed away one of the half-human-high stones, and a hole with a diameter of half a meter wide appeared in front of him, and there was a hidden light inside.

"Good guy, it's really the three holes of the cunning rabbit!" Zhang Quyi was secretly happy, if he didn't have the divine sense that could "see through", he really wouldn't have been able to discover this hidden hole.

Zhang Quyi released his divine sense and swept into the hole, his expression instantly became strange, and he slid into the hole along the wooden ladder at the entrance of the cave.

The cavern was damp and stuffy, the air was filled with a musty smell, and two dim incandescent lamps hung on the walls of the cave.

Behind the iron fence, there were more than a dozen children, the oldest of whom were no more than ten years old, and a few who looked to be only four or five years old.

Some of the children are huddled in corners, and a few older ones are doing odd exercises, such as stir-frying iron sand with their hands, putting soap in boiling water with their fingers, and carving carrots with razor blades......

When these children saw Zhang Quyi who suddenly appeared, they just glanced blankly, curled up and continued to curl up, and continued to train, as if who came in had nothing to do with them.

Zhang Quyi frowned, although he was a layman, he could also see that the training was aimed at improving the dexterity of his fingers, and he dared to love that these children were all kidnapped by the thieves and trained as thieves from an early age.

Zhang Qu glanced around, except for the children who were locked behind the iron bar, there was no one else, but there was a door in the cave wall on the left, which seemed to lead to other places.

Seeing Zhang Quyi walking towards the door, the children inside the iron fence instantly stirred, everyone showed fear, and several children who were training also stopped, their little faces turned pale.

Zhang Quyi frowned, and when he opened the door, his face suddenly changed, and an inexplicable anger burned in his chest.

"Livestock, it's not as good as livestock!"

I saw that in the narrow space behind the door, there were seven or eight children, either lame or with broken arms, or blind and deaf, and it could be seen that they were all deliberately mutilated, and the air was filled with the smell of rotting flesh and blood. One of the children's hands was stretched back and tied together in an eerie arc, apparently broken bones, and a moaning expression of pain......

Rumble......

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, as well as the painful and desperate expressions of the children, the anger in Zhang Quyi's chest seemed to erupt like a volcano, and his eyes shot a fierce killing intent like ice.

Zhang Quyi had never tried to kill people like he did now, and he regretted that he hadn't killed the dwarf and the scarface man before.

Obviously, the children locked up behind the iron fence were all taken captive, and they were trained in thief skills from an early age, and the good seedlings were left to be cultivated, and the "waste" that was not good was mutilated and thrown behind the door, and if they survived, they became those disabled children who begged on the streets, and those who did not persist naturally died.

No wonder the children in the bars are scared when they see themselves hitting this door, and no wonder the older children are still training late at night because they are afraid of being one of the people behind this door.

Zhang Quyi's divine sense swept further inside, his face was even more iron-blue, and many children's corpses were thrown in the innermost place, some of the flesh and blood maggots were surging, and some even had only a white bone left, and the scene was unbearable.

"Bastard, if you don't destroy them all, Lao Tzu's name is written upside down!" Zhang Qu clenched his fists fiercely, exuding a monstrous murderous aura all over his body.

Zhang went and closed the door so that the children in the bars would not be overly frightened.

Zhang Quyi walked outside the iron fence, waved his fingers into a sword, cut off the iron chain, opened the iron door, and said with a pleasant face: "Little guys, come out, you are saved!"

The children inside all retreated to the wall in horror, looking at Zhang Quyi with trepidation, and none of them dared to run out of the open iron door.

Zhang Quyi frowned, and suddenly found that the four or five-year-old boy squatting in the corner looked somewhat similar to Uncle Ge, and he couldn't help but move slightly in his heart, and shouted, "Xiaobao?"

The little boy looked at Zhang Quyi and said weakly, "Brother, you ...... You called me?"

Zhang Quyi was secretly happy, it seems that this is really Ge Hong's missing son Xiaobao, among the children here there is still brilliance in his eyes, obviously not long after he was arrested, the eyes of the other children are at a loss except for fear, and the older ones have even become indifferent.

"Xiaobao, your father asked me to come to you, come, come with my brother, I'll take you home?" Zhang Quyi smiled.

"Really? But...... But I didn't dare, I would run away without food, and I would be thrown behind the door with my hands and feet broken. The little boy shrank back, his little head shaking like a drum.

Zhang Quyi sighed, got up and left the hole, walked to the front yard and kicked the gate to pieces, then came to the street and waited for a while, and finally met a patrol officer who was passing by.

"Hey, Uncle Policeman, someone in the courtyard of the alley over there is shouting for help, you should hurry over and take a look, I'm afraid there will be a death if it's too late!" Zhang Quyi greeted him.

"Boy, you didn't amuse us, did you?" the two patrolmen looked at Zhang Quyi suspiciously.

Zhang Quyi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Believe it or not, this is a good opportunity for meritorious service, and it is a great merit!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

The two little patrolmen looked at each other, drew their batons and walked towards the alley.