The weirdness of "Rengan" made everyone more cautious, and they initially realized the weirdness of Longnu's second detachment. There may not be anyone with particularly strong fighting power in it, but those strange abilities can often burst out with extraordinary power in certain situations.
The already slow speed was slowed down again. In order to achieve the best surprise effect and to avoid being counterattacked, everyone had to be careful and cautious. It was precisely because of this somewhat exaggerated caution that they saved the lives of others again when they entered the village.
One of them was eliminated because there was a "person" squatting next to the mound in front of a house!
Although this person was squatting there in a dignified manner, if they hadn't been overly careful, their whereabouts would have been exposed in all likelihood. The reason is still due to the size of this person. Before, the person looked like a human being, but now this person looks like a rag.
wooden pier!
Di Cheng really couldn't figure out where Long Er got this kind of monster, but he couldn't help but be alarmed by the unique advantages of these "things" in investigation.
He quietly moved closer to the village, like a midnight ghost wandering among the criss-crossing paths, his sharp eagle-like eyes searching for any suspicious traces. There were many members of the Dragon Slave team, so there must be a lot of security personnel in the hiding place. Maybe
The villagers couldn't detect anything strange, but they couldn't escape the sharp sense of smell of the guards. The most important thing for them now was to avoid the strange secret sentries scattered in other places.
However, their movements are stealthy and silent, and their infiltration operations are almost perfect. However, there are too many weirdos gathered in the second team of Dragon Slave, and most of them have special abilities that outsiders cannot accept. The Guards themselves are passive and violent.
The leak may have been doomed for a long time.
In the south-central part of the village, in the messy haystacks in front of a house, a man sitting cross-legged like a sculpture suddenly shook his eyes, dancing like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark space, adding a sense of depression and coldness. His pupils slowly
Condensed, his eyes passed through the gaps in the haystacks and firmly fixed on the white shadows floating faintly outside.
There are many tiny gaps in the haystack, which seem to be chaotic, but can completely block the sight of outsiders, and people inside can fully observe all directions around them. Therefore, when the white shadow floats from here, the man inside immediately notices it.
The already weak breathing was completely blocked, and the body slowly stiffened and became motionless, as if it were petrified, completely blocking all signs of possible exposure.
The white shadow outside had paid attention to this haystack, but did not find anything unusual, so it slowly drifted past without stopping. It was not until he was about to turn the corner from the intersection in front that the person inside slowly relaxed his body and moved his lips.
, a sound similar to the cooing sound of a hen rolling out of her throat.
Gurgling... a sound...
Cuckoo...two sounds...
Cuckoo... three times...
Originally, four consecutive beeps were a danger warning signal, but as soon as the three beeps fell, the man's body suddenly tensed up, his whole body was cold, and his sharp pupils were filled with fear. In front of the haystack, right in front of him, there was only half a distance between him and him.
At a distance of meters, there was actually... a person standing!!
It was the man in white who left just now. How...how...when...did he come back?!!
His heart was horrified, and the man once again held his breath and concentrated, his body tensed, not daring to move much. His eyes filled with nervousness and fear looked directly at the red eyes outside, and cold sweat unknowingly covered his forehead and fell silently.
Fang Zhongshou was holding the medical kit and stood motionless on the edge of the haystack. His eyes were as cold as ice, like poisonous snakes spitting messages, staring at the messy haystack through red lenses. To outsiders, he looked a little weird and funny.
But the people inside felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, freezing to the bone.
Maybe it was a few seconds, maybe it was a few minutes, Fang Zhongshou's hand holding the medicine box suddenly let go, bang!! It hit the dirt floor hard, and the dull sound was like a muffled thunder in the ears of the person inside,
His body, which was originally petrified, trembled uncontrollably.
With such a slight movement, his body rubbed against the surrounding hay leaves, making a faint rustling sound.
Fang Zhongshou's eyes slowly condensed, and the scalpel silently fell from his cuffs, falling just between his fingers. The thin and sharp blade reflected a pale luster in the moonlight, bringing an atmosphere that was already as solemn as water.
Biting murderous intent.
Being stared at by this kind of eyes, locked by this murderous intent, the man in the haystack could not help but breathe rapidly. The gap in the grass that he was originally most proud of became his nightmare at this moment. He felt depressed.
I felt fear and even more despair.
It was as if he was suddenly in a world of ice, and as if he was being watched by countless poisonous snakes. He had forgotten even the basic duty of warning his companions. There was nothing in the world except the eyes in front of him and the sound of his own heartbeat.
other.
For the first time, he truly realized that "eyes" can kill...
I don't know how much time passed, but just when the man inside was about to suffocate and die, Fang Zhongshou suddenly swayed his body and almost instantly pressed against the haystack. His right hand was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, penetrating the haystack and probing in.
, impartially, hitting the forehead of the man inside. The sharp scalpel was completely inserted into the head and penetrated deep into the brain.
His eyes widened, and the fleeing consciousness had not yet spread throughout his body. Before any part of his body responded, his life had been fixed on the scalpel. With the slight stirring, the world gradually fell into darkness, and the bone-chilling coldness finally became real.
all over the body.
Killing the secret whistler with one blow, Fang Zhongshou's expression did not change at all. He put his fingertips on the opponent's head and slowly pulled out the scalpel. The sound of friction between the blade and the skull sounded faintly, bringing gloom and vitality to the cold dark night.
The scalpel passed under the nose, sniffing the smell of blood, and then slowly raised his head and looked at the house in front of him. The alarm sound emitted by this hidden whistle was very low. To achieve the warning effect, the person receiving the signal must leave
It's very close, that is to say...
The house in front of you is most likely the hiding place of the dragon slave.
"Dragon Slave Team..." A hoarse and deep voice drifted out. Fang Zhongshou sent a signal to Di Cheng. After everyone appeared at the corner, they stepped lightly and jumped several times before appearing on the wall here.
Such an undisguised appearance immediately attracted the attention of secret sentries lurking in every corner of the yard. Everyone was shocked, but it did not hinder their ability to respond to emergencies.
Without any time to think about it, these people rushed out of their hiding places at an astonishing speed. Two of them quickly blew whistles and sounded the alarm, while the others surrounded and killed them without exception.
A man under the wall stepped on the wooden pier in front of him and shot fiercely. Amidst the deep shouts, he slashed hard with his long knife and went straight to Fang Zhongshou's neck.
The attack is as fast as the wind, as fierce as a tiger, and the offensive power is admirable. For many people, this is no different from the king of hell's reminder. But at the moment when he was confident that he was about to hit, Fang Zhongshou stepped forward slightly, cleverly
He dodged from the attack. At the same time, he put his fingers together and rushed forward, accurately hitting the depression between the lower abdomen and the pubic bone, which is one of the thirty-six fatal points... the Qugu point!
The impact of qi energy will damage the surrounding air, cause qi stagnation and blood stasis, and life will be blocked in an instant!!
The person who suddenly attacked was like being struck by lightning. The body of the violent impact was like a kite with broken strings, and he fell heavily against the wall. No blood was seen, but he was completely dead.
Fang Zhongshou didn't even look at it. After attacking with his fingertips, he jumped down, dropped the medical kit to the ground, moved his hands, and two scalpels poked out from the cuffs.
His feet twirled and slid on the ground like a snake, quickly passing between the two people who were attacking from the left and right. Before the steel knives of the two of them could hit each other, the scalpel had already cut through their throats, and the aorta was broken in an instant.
Under the action of the pressure in the body, the blood spurted out like a fountain, like fireworks blooming in the sky, bloody and terrifying.
"It's ridiculous, it's deplorable..." A ghost whispering voice floated in the courtyard. The attack of the seven Dragon Slave members had not yet taken shape. Fang Zhongshou had already passed by them and announced the end of his life at the same time.
, the gushing blood adds to the poignancy and shock all over the ground.
Di Cheng and others rushed to the wall one after another, but the experienced people did not just gather in this small courtyard, but scattered on the walls of all the surrounding courtyards. At almost the same moment, the doors of five households were pushed open violently.
The members of Dragon Slave who woke up filed out.
Di Cheng's eyes flashed suddenly, and he opened up with a terrifying aura. He stamped his feet on the ground, like a tiger, like a thunder eagle, and rushed forward with a roar: "Chen Zun, suffer death!!"
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