Under the guidance of Lao Niu, several people rushed to the scene quickly.◆????????????Search????????????.??????◆The scene was empty
There was no body of Xiao Zhao.
"Where is it?" Some people looked at the scene as if there was nothing unusual. It didn't look like a tragedy scene at all, and they couldn't help but become suspicious for a moment.
Feeling the reproachful eyes of everyone, Lao Niu became anxious: "What are you looking at me for? I was here just now. I saw it clearly. Xiao Zhao's body was hanging on the tree, with his tongue hanging out.
There are also eyes, bulging out like the eyes of a dead fish. You don’t believe it, do you?”
No wonder Lao Niu was anxious, the eyes of his accomplices clearly showed doubts and deep distrust.
"Which tree to hang on?" someone asked displeasedly.
Lao Niu walked quickly to a big tree branch: "It's right here. I saw it with my own eyes. I'm not blind. How can such an old man see it wrong?"
Several companions were stunned when they saw that Lao Niu was flushed with anxiety and didn't look like he was lying.
This is a little weird.
If Xiao Zhao was hanged from a tree, even if he wanted to remove the body in such a short time, it would not be possible so quickly.
But if he had not died, where would he be at this moment? There is no reason for him, an informant, to hide alone when he is not in his position and does not communicate with his teammates, right?
There must be something wrong with such an obvious abnormality. Regardless of whether Xiao Zhao is alive or dead, something must be wrong.
In the midst of suspicion, suddenly a rustling sound came from the grass not far away, as if there were footsteps stepping on the grass, with a dragging and clumsy feeling.
Everyone hurriedly heard the sound and saw a figure slowly walking out from behind a big tree.
He looked like he was staggering, not like a normal person walking at all, but like a lame person. To be precise, he looked like a person who had just stood up from a wheelchair and could barely walk.
The stride length is not large, and the cadence is very strangely slow.
But looking at the figure from behind, it was clearly Xiao Zhao who had disappeared just now.
"Xiao Zhao, what are you doing?" A teammate couldn't help but shouted in a low voice.
Xiao Zhao's back turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear anything, and ignored him at all.
When several people saw such a strange situation, they knew something was not right. They rushed forward to stop Xiao Zhao and ask for explanation.
But just when they were about to catch up with Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao suddenly turned around slowly.
Several people screamed in fright on the spot.
To be precise, this person is indeed Xiao Zhao. To be more precise, the aura that permeates Xiao Zhao's body does not look like a living person at all. His face is extremely pale, as if all the blood in his body has been completely sucked dry.
Yes, there is that dark, dead air in the whiteness.
The originally plump cheeks were also sunken deeply, causing the cheekbones on both sides to rise high, like ghosts.
Coupled with his stumbling steps, he looked even more inhuman.
It was broad daylight, and several people felt their scalps tingling. Even though they were all awakened people with special skills, they couldn't help but be stunned by this strange scene.
"Xiao Zhao?" someone called tentatively.
Xiao Zhao's eyes were still dull, his pupils were gray, and he couldn't see any human emotions.
Suddenly, the corners of Xiao Zhao's dry mouth cracked, revealing two rows of tooth sockets, and he smiled ferociously at them.
The smile on the dull face looked even more weird.
"Death...all will die..." Xiao Zhao made inarticulate syllables from his mouth.
But everyone could barely hear what he was saying.
die!
Is this a curse on his companions? It turns out that each of these guys are evil people who have had more than one life on their hands. They have always done many evil things and never believe in the theory of retribution such as grudges demanding lives.
But right now, they were really scared. The fear deep in their hearts made it difficult for them to calm down, and they all wanted to get away from this weird scene immediately.
Instead, Lao Niu had the courage to curse at this time: "Xiao Zhao, are you a human or a ghost? Tell me if you are a human, and if you are a ghost, don't attack your own people."
"Ghosts, you... are all ghosts." The weird smile on Xiao Zhao's face became more and more evil.
The surrounding air seemed to be much colder. The vision in front of several people's eyes actually experienced a strange fluctuation and became blurry. It was as if the air around them was swaying like lake water, empty and solid, and there were actually mirrors standing in all directions.
It seems like getting up.
In the mirror, everyone saw their own horrified expression.
Then, mirrors from all directions kept pressing in front of their eyes. In the mirrors, they not only saw their own terror, but also saw countless different versions of themselves.
And what frightened them the most was that in the end, every reflection of themselves in the mirror looked exactly like Xiao Zhao at the moment.
His face was pale and ashen, and his whole face seemed to have no muscles and no blood. It looked like a skull, full of gloomy and dead energy.
And Xiao Zhao's murmur was like a curse, constantly entangled in their eardrums.
"You...are all ghosts...all ghosts!"
Several people just felt like the world was spinning, their senses were full of confusion, and countless terrifying information rushed into their minds, as if this panic was going to swallow them completely.
No!
None of them wanted to just sit there and wait for death, and they still retained some consciousness.
But just when they were about to make a final struggle, gusts of evil wind continued to come from the void mirror in all directions, turning into countless ghost flags. Countless green-faced and fanged ghosts rushed out from the ghost flags, and they rushed towards these people.
In a short time, these people were completely devoured by countless ghosts. The Yang Qi in their bodies quickly dissipated like the punctured rubber ball.
After two or three minutes, the clouds and fog dissipated from the scene and things returned to normal.
It was as if the horrific scene just now had never happened.
A mysterious and gloomy warlock shook the ghost flag in his hand. He didn’t know what method he used. The huge ghost flag in his hand disappeared. No one knew what he hid the ghost flag in.
Place. This person is none other than the warlock Yu Yuan, one of the earliest practitioners who took refuge in Jiang Yue. And this mother-in-law ghost flag was also collected in Yinyuan's apartment. For such a long time, Yu Yuan has been refining this mother-in-law ghost flag.
Oni Ban was also considered to have reached the realm of Dacheng. He took action alone and wiped out these guys who didn't know the heights of the world.
The previous Xiao Zhao was naturally harmed by ghosts controlled by Yu Yuan.
Yu Yuan's face was calm and calm. He had killed so many people, and he didn't feel any psychological burden.
Since they are enemies, there is no need to be merciful. What's more, these people deserve to die. To treat these villains with a bodhisattva heart is the greatest injustice to the innocent souls under their hands.
After Yu Yuan killed these people, he looked leisurely in the direction of another mountain road.
According to the intelligence, the largest group of people in this group went down the mountain road and planned to directly attack the old house and ancestral hall of Yue Shao's family.
Of course Yu Yuan knew how terrifying the ancestral hall of the Lao Jiang family was. Even with his current strength, whenever he got close to the ancestral hall, he could feel an invisible pressure, which was an overwhelming suppression. Yu Yuan knew that if he
If you stand on the opposite side and attack the old Jiang family ancestral hall, you will definitely be killed by unknown forces.
There will never be any suspense.
So, if those guys attack the old house and ancestral hall of the Lao Jiang family, not to mention the many experts who have been deployed for defense there, even if no one from the Operations Bureau arranges one, I am afraid these guys will never come back.
Of course, since the war started, Yu Yuan would not slack off. After taking care of the responders here, Yu Yuan pursued along the road.
If the opponent's two lines of troops respond, his movement can be just right to eliminate the people they respond to one by one.
A few minutes ago, Gao Shengjie arranged for two groups of people, one of which was Ami and the others, including these coordinators and the spy Xiao Zhao.
The other group of people was led by Gao Shengjie himself, and their target was Lao Jiang's old house. Because according to Xiao Zhao's previous observations, there were people there.
Because the troops are divided into two groups, there are only about ten people under Gao Shengjie at the moment. The manpower is not very large, but these ten people, including Gao Shengjie, are all elite. After all, it is impossible for anyone who came out of the A-shaped camp to have
A coward who just pretends to be a fool.
Gao Shengjie had even arranged the attack route. Three of them went around to the front yard and pretended to attack from the front. The other two were sent to the left and right to attack from the left and right. Gao Shengjie led the two of them to dig out the anus from the back door.
The goal of this battle is not to kill a few people, but to detect whether Liu Zailai and Guanzi are in that house. If these two people are detected, wait for an opportunity to see if they can be rescued.
If they can't be saved, Gao Shengjie will personally take action and kill these two people to silence them.
It can be said that this is the best battle plan that Goldman Sachs can come up with.
Even if the plan here doesn't work, there is another group of people. As long as Ami and the others can destroy the helicopter and complete one of the two plans, it will not be considered a defeat.
However, Gao Shengjie obviously overestimated his own strength and underestimated his opponent's strength.
He thought that the helicopters brought only ordinary official personnel on duty, but he could not imagine what kind of terrifying existence they were about to face.
In the plan, the three guys who detoured to the front yard arrived at the front yard successfully.
And at the door of the front yard, there were actually two children standing there. A girl about twelve or thirteen years old, and a little boy about ten years old.
When the little girl and boy saw the three people sneaking closer, they didn't panic at all, nor did they make any fuss.
There's something indescribably strange about that look, as if to say, why are you here? I've been waiting for you for a long time.
The three of them looked at each other, feeling their companions' surprise.
"Kid, do you want some chocolate? Uncle, we have chocolate here." One of them felt very smart and actually took out a piece of chocolate from his backpack and said to the little boy who was about ten years old.
The little boy tilted his head, looked at the girl next to him, and asked curiously: "Sister, is this person mentally ill?"
What the hell?
The person who was said to be mentally ill seemed a little bit relieved for a while. What kind of family is this? How do they educate their children? Are they so rude?
Moreover, why do these two children not react at all when they see strangers? Are they so big-hearted? Are they not afraid of strangers at all? Doesn't this make strangers feel uncomfortable?
Another person said with a smile: "Kids, don't get me wrong, in addition to chocolates, we also have candies. Tell uncle, are there any guests at your house? How many are here?"
The little boy stared at the three people with cold eyes, looking at them as if they were idiots.
"Don't you all have big brains? I am the guest."
What? Are you a guest?
The three of them were even more confused. This helicopter was coming. Could it be that they were visiting relatives? Why were they bringing two children with them?
The last person whispered: "Don't talk nonsense to them. It's best to have children. If we take the children down, the adults will not dare to fight with us."
The three of them looked at each other for confirmation and felt that this proposal was the most reasonable.
The little boy suddenly laughed happily: "Sister, are you sure that they are the bad guys now? You can't say that I was too harsh, right?"
This little boy is really Dong Qing. And the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl next to him is his sister Dong Lan.
Dong Qing was young, and due to various changes in his childhood, his character was childish and extreme. Although he did not go in the wrong direction, he was unusually jealous of bad people. At a young age, he appeared to be very murderous, even worse than Dong Qing.
The three dogs are still radical.
For this reason, Dong Lan would often tell him not to be too murderous and to be merciful and merciful.
But how can Dong Qing listen? He feels that as long as he is a bad person, he should not be forgiven. Especially for such bad people who go around killing and robbing, killing them ten times is not too much.
Those three people didn't even understand what Dong Qing meant.
Dong Qing, however, had already taken the initiative. He lightly stroked the air with one hand, and the movement was like striking a match, coherent and elegant.
I saw countless speckled sparks appearing where the void passed by. Each of these sparks was not big, only about the size of a firefly.
Dong Qing drew two circles in the air. Driven by his gesture, the sparks formed a ring of sparks. Hundreds of sparks suddenly swooped at the three people like a swarm of bees.
When the three people saw that such a weak spark dared to attack them, they all showed disdainful smiles.
One of them even said: "Child, haven't your adults told you? Don't play with fire, don't play with fire, be careful about wetting the bed at night."
"Haha, bedwetting is a small matter, but if your house is set on fire, it will be a big trouble."
The tone of these three people was full of joking, and they didn't take the swarm of sparks seriously at all.
Suddenly, Dong Qing snapped his fingers, and the cloud of sparks suddenly dispersed, like meteors falling from the sky, and shot toward the three of them.
The three people's faces were still full of disdain, and one of them said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, let me teach you the correct way to play with fire."
But as soon as he finished speaking, a spark fell on his arm.
At first, he thought that if such sparks landed on his arm, they would be extinguished immediately, and there was no way he could light anything.
The body is not like hay or firewood, how can it be ignited by a spark?
But soon, he realized that something was wrong. The sparks landed on his clothes, penetrated directly, and then penetrated the skin, as if they had penetrated actively.
This chapter has been completed!