The house that the Cao Gang arranged for Zhongyimen to live in would definitely not be too shabby. Even if it could not be said to be luxurious, it would at least be a high-class compound.
When Guo Cong and Sun Yixie arrived at the door of the mansion, the door was undoubtedly closed, and there was silence within the courtyard walls.
Ordinarily, if they hadn't encountered the same thing tonight, they would have gone directly to the door and knocked on the door. After the night watchman answered the door, they would have opened the side door and let them in.
But since they were not sure whether the mansion was safe or not, this operation might expose themselves, so after some discussion, the two decided to climb up the wall and take a peek at the situation in the courtyard.
Although Sun Yixie had never learned any serious Qing Gong, with his physical fitness and internal strength, it was not a big problem to jump up a two-meter-high wall. Not long after, he and Guo Cong were on the wall shoulder to shoulder.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they appeared, they heard a sharp shout: "Who are they!"
Before he finished speaking, someone stood up from the ground with a lantern, and jumped up to the wall.
This man's qinggong was undoubtedly very high. He not only climbed up the wall extremely fast, he was also able to stand on his own on the top of the narrow and uneven wall, and stood firm. Even the lantern in his hand did not change due to him.
This series of movements shook it too much.
"Eh? Master uncle?" Because he was an acquaintance and had a lantern to lend light to, Guo Cong recognized the person at a glance as his master uncle Lu Shiyuan.
Lu Shiyuan was familiar with Guo Cong's voice, but he did not immediately put down his guard because of this. After all, there were people in the world who could imitate other people's voices, so it was better to be careful.
"Don't move." The next second, Lu Shiyuan asked them not to move in a deep voice while stretching the lantern forward. When he saw the faces of the two people leaning on the wall clearly, he relaxed.
In a tone of voice, he added, "Cong'er, what are you doing? Why are you scratching the wall if you don't leave the door in the middle of the night?" When he said this, he paused again, and his words were much more polite than the first half of the sentence.
He said in a tone of voice, "And... Sun Shaoxia, why are you here letting this kid do all this nonsense?"
This Lu Shiyuan accompanied Guo Cong to the Young Heroes Association last year and was one of the referees. He also personally stopped the match between Sun Yixie and Guo Cong, so he was not impressed by Sun Yixie's appearance.
Not unfamiliar.
Ordinarily, given Lu Shiyuan's seniority and age, even if Sun Yixie was not from their Zhongyi sect, he could still reprimand him with the same attitude as he did to his nephew. However, considering that Sun Yixie was kind to him in the Tianqi Gang incident,
He, he was too embarrassed to put on airs with others.
"Uncle Master, are you okay?" Guo Cong asked, "Is there anything unusual in the house tonight?"
"Yes." Lu Shiyuan replied.
"Ah? Really?" Guo Cong was shocked when he heard this.
As a result, Lu Shiyuan's next sentence was: "Isn't it abnormal for the two of you to climb the wall here?" He said, turned around and jumped off the wall lightly, "Fortunately, I am the one on patrol today, and I happen to be here.
When we patrol here at this time, if someone else sees you two being so sneaky, they might just take advantage of the darkness and kill them."
"Uh..." Guo Cong thought for a while and muttered to himself, "So nothing happened here..."
When he said these words, Lu Shiyuan looked at his demeanor and tone, and realized something belatedly: "What? Did you guys encounter something just now?"
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I won't go into details about how Sun Yixie and Guo Cong entered the house and how they explained the situation to the people at Zhongyi Gate. Anyway, you already know that nothing happened at Zhongyi Gate.
For now, let's take a look at Huang Donglai's side first.
Let's talk about Huang Donglai. After he was separated from Sun Guo and Sun Guo, he used Qinggong to go to the room and secretly followed the masked man who had been interrogated by them.
With Brother Huang's abilities, it would be easy for him to track down an ordinary killer who had already injured his leg.
As for the killer, he had no idea that the person who just let him go would follow him again, so he didn't take precautions behind him.
After about a stick of incense, Huang Donglai followed him to a courtyard.
Whose courtyard is this?
It doesn't matter, because the killer doesn't know either.
He just randomly selected an ordinary house with a short wall, climbed over the wall, and prepared to break in.
Seeing this, some of the judges may still not understand why this killer suddenly broke into private houses again?
In fact, if you think about it, you will understand: First of all, it is impossible for him to go back to find his accomplices. If he goes there, he will be tortured and die. (Although Sun Yixie has analyzed this, in fact, he does not completely believe it.
If the killer had confessed before, otherwise he would not have let him go and let Huang Donglai follow him again); secondly, it was impossible for him to escape from the city with his leg injury in this starry night; then there was only one way left for him.
——Find a safe place to hide first.
And people’s homes are the safest places.
There are tens of thousands of people in Dengzhou City. He randomly chooses a house, goes in, kills the whole family, and hides in the house for a day and a half while treating the injuries. Who knows?
The wound caused by the concealed weapon was not big in nature. As long as it was bandaged properly, it would be less likely to tear and bleed. The fastest he could do was wait until dawn, then he could change into a set of ordinary people's clothes, sneak out of the city during the day, and fly away.
As for the few people he killed, when the bodies were discovered after the smell, it was nothing more than an unsolved case for the government.
So do you think this family was unjust? Of course they were unjust, but that was the case in those days. It was said that human lives mattered, but in fact the lives of ordinary people were just like that. It might just be bad luck, and the family was so unclear.
The white ones are gone.
So why do those martial arts heroes usually kill evil people quickly when they see them, and often "don't tell them any morals in the world"? Because the longer a person hangs out in the world, the more he will discover the people who deserve to be killed in the world.
Still more.
If the person you let go of with kindness today does not change his ways in the future, you will have a share of every bad karma he accumulates when he does evil again.
Take the example of Lin Yuancheng and Kang Haijiao's group. Since Lin Yuancheng has made this kind of mistake once, he will have to think carefully before making a decision if he encounters a similar situation in the future... This is growth, and it is what every person does.
A lesson that every hero who survives long enough will experience.
It is easy for good people to change from evil, but it is as difficult as climbing up to heaven for evil people to change. This is human nature - if it is so easy to abandon evil and follow good, then the two qualities of kindness and integrity will seem too cheap.
Will the masked killer in front of me, this man who kills people for money and kills like crazy, change his gender just because Sun Yixie said, "It's better to do it for yourself"?
Not to mention Sun Yixie, even Lei Buji wouldn't believe it here.
The killer hadn't even reached the door of the house, but he had already made up his mind: This house is not big, and can accommodate at most two or three people. After a while, I will slap the broken door open with my palm, and the adults in the house will definitely react.
, I just followed the sound of them getting up, went over in the dark and beat them all to death. If there were children in the house, I would kill them too, lest they cry and make a fuss...
Just as he was thinking this, suddenly...
call--
There was a gust of wind in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a chill on his neck, as if a cold wind was passing along his collar.
Then, the scenery in front of him began to flip and slowly became blurry...
Until the head fell to the ground, the killer didn't understand what happened, and he didn't realize that a thin and tall figure had appeared behind him at some point.
Even Huang Donglai, who had been watching from a distance, didn't see clearly how the figure approached the killer or how he took action.
"Come out." The next second, the figure spoke. Although his voice was not high, it seemed to be precisely guided, and it could just reach the ears of Huang Donglai, who was across the street from him.
When Huang Donglai heard this, he thought to himself: "He shouldn't be talking to me, right? My cat is fine here and shouldn't be exposed..."
However, the figure waited for a few seconds and saw that Huang Donglai did not respond, so he added: "Huang Donglai."
"Oh shit... you really called me." Huang Donglai cursed secretly, and at the same time he became worried, "This has been discovered. It seems that this person has extremely high martial arts skills. I am afraid that I will suffer a lot..."
Brother Huang was hesitating, but the man in the courtyard seemed to have lost his patience: "Still not moving?"
In fact, Huang Donglai wanted to move at this moment, but he was thinking about whether he should step forward and answer, or turn around and run away.
"Then I'll do it." That man was also impatient. Before Huang Donglai could think about it, he stretched out his body and flew up from the killer's body. In a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the roof where Huang Donglai was lying.
above.
Although Huang Donglai was surprised, he got up in time and was ready to face the enemy.
"Hey, hey...brother, please don't mess around. We have something to talk about." Huang Donglai said this as he stretched out his hand to the concealed weapon in his arms as a way to delay the attack.
At this moment, because the other party was standing closer, Huang Donglai could see the other party's appearance clearly: but he saw that this person had a long face, named Zhang Shen, with pale skin, slanted eyebrows and thin eyes, a high nose and thick lips, and the whole face gave people the impression of an eagle.
Vigor.
There's not much to say about his attire. Apart from his inconspicuous gray clothes, the thing that attracts more attention is the thin sword in his hand.
"What did you say?" the man responded.
"Why don't you tell me first who you are?" Since the other party answered the question, Huang Donglai asked with the mentality of giving it a try.
"It's none of your business?" Unexpectedly, the other party asked back.
"Uh..." Huang Donglai was choked, but he didn't turn his face, but continued to ask, "Then why are you looking for me?"
"Take your life." This answer is concise and to the point, and does not mince words.
"What?" Huang Dong said, glancing at the corpse of the killer in the distance, "Are you that guy's accomplice?"
"Not really." The man replied.
"Then why did you kill him and come to kill me again?" Huang Donglai asked again, "Isn't it the first time that you and I meet each other tonight? We should have no grievances in the past, right?"
"I collected the money." Although Huang Donglai asked several questions, the man still only replied with one sentence.
Hearing this, Huang Donglai discovered a question: "Eh? Why do you only say three words in every sentence?"
"I like it." After saying these three words, the man actually smiled.
"Wait... are you..." At this time, Huang Donglai's expression suddenly changed, because he seemed to have guessed who the other party was.