When the corpses were seen in the yard and the soldiers who fell on the street, the general's head suddenly became bigger.

He felt his head crack at that moment, and a stream of passionate blood rushed straight towards his brain along his heart.

"Go to Dashuai's house! Go to Dashuai's house!" The general suddenly turned around and ran out the door without saying a word: "Go and check all the alleys, check them from door to door."

While speaking, the general came to Marshal Feng's home and looked at the guard lying in front of the door, his heart sank into the bottom of the valley.

"It's over!"

This thought was like thunder, and it exploded in his mind.

Even a fool knows that he is in trouble.

Not an ordinary big one.

"Madam!" The general rushed into the yard, but saw a corpse, with extremely strange shapes and extremely abnormal death appearances, appearing in his eyes.

"Look for it quickly! See if there is still a living person! Go and see if there is still a living person!" The general shouted in a hoarse voice.

The soldiers rushed into the yard, and soon they saw servants with rustling bodies driven out of the yards.

“It’s not what we did!”

"We know nothing!"

"Mr. Jun, please spare me!"

At this time, the servants kept begging for mercy.

Ignoring these servants, the general took a deep breath and quickly got into the old car: "Come here, follow me to the Grandmaster's Mansion! If such a big event happens, you must report it to the Grandmaster in person."

Grand Marshal's Mansion

Marshal Feng and eight generals sat in the conference room. At this time, penicillin was placed on the table in the conference room.

Marshal Feng and the generals looked at the penicillin on the table, and they were all silent.

"Is this penicillin really that amazing?"

After a long time, Marshal Feng broke the stagnant atmosphere in the conference room and asked.

"The Grand Marshal, is not just that magical? He is simply amazing!" said a captain: "We brothers have all tried it. If we have this thing on the battlefield, as long as we are not hit by guns or pierced the heart, we can all survive."

"Oh?" Marshal Feng's face became more and more gloomy: "Have you ever ordered someone to send a telegram to the court and ask the court to give a batch of medicine?"

"We first sent ten telegrams from the Ministry of Revenue in the court a day, but even the Ministry of Revenue, the court could not do anything. Yuan Ge Lao replied that this batch of drugs was unique to Chang'an and was in the hands of Jiang Dashen. The court had already issued an imperial edict to Jiang Dashen, but Jiang Dashen made excuses to shirk, saying that this thing was not made in the Chang'an Military Control Organs, but the Chang'an Military Control Organs could not take advantage of it."

"Don't you go shit! Where did his plane cannons, submarines, and warships come from? Could it be that the hundreds of planes were given to him by the Westerners with kindness? Jiang Dashuai used this medicine to replace the Westerners with machine gun cannons, planes and submarines, and expanded the army wildly. Do you really think we are blind?" Shuai Feng cursed when he heard this, his voice full of anger:

"He sold the medicine to Westerners without caring about the feelings of my Chinese compatriots. It was simply a shame for me, a traitor to me in China!"

When Marshal Feng heard this, he cursed.

"This black-hearted dog, with a little liquid, is even more expensive than gold. It's so bad-hearted. Those Westerners also got their heads clamped by the door, and they actually went to buy them. They even exchanged them for airplanes and cannons!" Feng Da slapped the table and cursed:

"Why didn't the court cut his head off! He cut his dog's head off!"

"In the past, the imperial court did not dare to go to war with the top ten warlords. Now, Jiang Dashuai bought hundreds of planes, dozens of ships, and aircraft carriers, and he was even more timid. That was an aircraft!" A general muttered:

"Western people's heads are not broken, but the lives of Westerners are valuable. My Chinese casualties are just a few oceans. Two oceans can make those poor people work hard to go to the battlefield, while those Westerners die one is a pension of hundreds of thousands of pounds. Two oceans can't even buy a drop of penicillin. But hundreds of thousands of pounds can buy hundreds of penicillin."

"Send a telegram to Master Yuan, we must have this penicillin. We will join forces with the other major warlords to put pressure on Mr. Jiang, telling him that the method of penicillin must be handed over." A harsh look in Marshal Feng's eyes.

As he was talking, suddenly a hurried step came from outside the door, but a guard pushed open the door and walked quickly from outside the door, lying in Feng Dashuai's ear and whispered.

Marshal Feng frowned when he heard this and said, "Call him in."

When the guard walked out, he saw the general who was sweating profusely and panting from outside the door, and shouted sadly: "Master, it's not good! Something big happened in the West Lake Villa!"

"What's the matter?" Feng Dashuai's heart tightened when he heard this.

The villa beside West Lake gathers the relatives of all the senior officials of the Hangcheng Army General Office.

"Everyone is dead! Everyone is dead! That area was slaughtered. Madam, young lady, and young master are dead. All the generals' families are also beheaded." The general's voice was full of panic.

Something big happened!

The sky in Hangzhou has collapsed!

"What?" Feng Dashen heard this and looked like he was struck by lightning. He looked at the embarrassed general in front of him in disbelief: "What are you saying? What are you talking about? There are five hundred elite troops stationed there. Not far away, there is a camp of 3,000 people. Besides, West Lake is the abdomen of our Hangcheng. Who can send a large army to attack?"

"But everyone is dead! Everyone except the servants are dead!" said the general.

"Master!"

The other generals' eyes turned red at this moment because their elders and young people gathered in that area.

"I don't believe it! Who can enter West Lake under heavy troops? That's our abdomen. Thousands of outsiders are driving in, but can we hide it from us?" Jiang Dashen suddenly pushed the sergeant away and walked quickly out the door.

Although he said he didn't believe it, he was staggering under his feet, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.

He knew that his subordinates would never dare to joke around like this.

There really was a shocking change in West Lake.

Thousands of soldiers, wearing machine guns and cannons, came to the villa group in front of Shou West Lake, and saw the villa in the distance.

Shuai Feng quickly got out of the car, hurried to his villa, and rushed into the mansion.

Then there was a wail, like a lonely wolf, constantly roaring between heaven and earth.

far away

After Su Donglai finished eating the noodles, he was holding an umbrella and standing on the eaves of a house, quietly holding a grease umbrella, watching Feng Dashuai rushing into the mansion, recording the life magnetic field of Feng Dashuai's body.

All the soldiers who rushed into this area and their life magnetic fields were recorded one by one.

If you can come here at this time, you must be the direct lineage of Hangcheng.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Feng Dashuai looked at his father who was rolling in the yard, showing his hideous and painful expression, his eyes full of horror.

Unfortunately, his father was just rolling on the ground at this time, showing a painful and desperate wailing, as if he was falling into the sea of ​​fire, constantly twisting on the ground, gasping wildly.

"Who did it! Who did it!" Feng Dashuai roared in the yard: "Dad! Why are you like this!"

"Raven! Where is Ruiwen?" Seeing that he couldn't wake up his father, Feng Dashuai went to look for the child again. Then he saw the woman and child lying on the ground and his body trembled:

"Raven!"

"You died so miserable! You died so miserable!" Feng Dashuai was so shocked that his body became weak and cursed in anger: "Who did it? Who did it? I must cut him into pieces! I must cut him into pieces!"

"Master, I'm sorry." A soldier persuaded him.

"But there is still a living thing?" Feng Dashuai asked: "Is there anyone who escaped by chance?"

"Those servants escaped by chance." said the general.

"Call people for me." Marshal Feng looked sad and angry.

Soon, a group of servants were driven to death with trembling tremblingly, and they fell to the ground and kept begging for mercy.

"What happened? Why are everyone dead, but you alive? Why aren't you dead? Why don't you die for my son?" The general's eyes were like lightning, and his eyes were staring at everyone in the field.

"General, we know nothing. We hid in the corner and heard a wailing sound in the yard. The rain in the sky seemed to be alive, and the rain rolled on the ground, like animals, constantly killing people!"

The servant kept explaining.

At this time, an old man in his seventies, wearing a coat and walking, came to the corpses. He looked at the corpses carefully without saying a word, but his eyes became more and more serious.

First, he came to Jiang Dashuai's father, stroked his body, and then frowned: "It's so hot!"

When I touched Jiang Dashuai's wife and children again, my brows frowned again: "It's so cold."

As the bodies were constantly being examined, their frown became more and more intense.

"Fart! How could Yushui survive and kill people? Do you think of me as an idiot and want to lie to me?" Feng Dashui couldn't help but be furious when he heard the servant's words:

"Come on, pull this troublemaker out and kill him."

"Let's go." The old man who was in the autopsy stopped Marshal Feng.

"Huh?" Feng Dashuai turned his head and looked at the old man, his eyes full of confusion, like an angry lion, staring at the old man with his eyes tightly.

"Master, the rain cannot kill people, but what about the Qi training man?" the old man sighed quietly.

"Qi training men? Qi training men have this ability? There are five hundred soldiers here, and they are all veterans who have been on the battlefield and have experienced many battles." Feng Dashui was stunned when he heard this: "If Qi training men come, they will only be beaten into a sieve eye."

"It's true that there are five hundred veterans, but you five hundred veterans are all dismantled and protected the yards of each family, and have never gathered together." The old man lowered his head and pointed at Jiang Dashuai's father's body:

"Master, please see. There is obviously no flame in the yard, but there are burning scars on your father's body, and the scars are still expanding. What does this mean?"
Chapter completed!