The wind was blowing gently like that, and hundreds of people surrounded a young man with guns, but no one dared to take action. Xiao Wu shook his head in disappointment, wiped the blood from the dagger on the body, and turned to the crowd.
Walk outside.
"Life is so lonely!"
Xiao Wu put his hands behind his head and walked into the night with a low sigh. It wasn't until Xiao Wu's figure disappeared into the night that everyone came back to their senses and panted heavily, as if they wanted to catch up on what they had just missed.
The air was replenished in one breath, and some even fell to their knees, clutching their stomachs and vomiting.
The wind picked up the smell of blood and dispersed it under the bright moon, seeming to dye the bright moon with a touch of light red. The leaves rubbed together, making a pleasant and moving sound.
Han Baihang hurriedly hurried and finally saw Zhao San's figure. He shouted with a bit of excitement and excitement in his tone: "Zhao San! Zhao San!"
"It's Han Baihang!" Li Si smiled and turned to look behind him. Sure enough, he saw a man in tattered clothes and a somewhat embarrassed appearance, running towards them.
"Did you escape from the water village?" Zhao San looked at Han Baihang. Although he was still alive and well, he was too embarrassed.
Han Baihang shook his head and briefly recounted his experience. After listening to this, Zhao San held his own eyes and pondered in silence. He nodded and said, "Now I understand why they want to surround us again, but they don't want to die."
It’s because of my hands.”
"Stop talking about that, we must rescue Lan Chun and Mr. Dong immediately!" Han Baihang said impatiently.
Zhao San shook his head and said: "Don't worry, let's find a place to repair. It won't be too late to go there at dawn. And we need medicine bottles and ammunition, and the brothers also need a place to rest."
Although Han Baihang was impatient, he also knew that what Zhao San said was reasonable. Looking at the soldiers around him, Han Baihang felt worried.
"I have a place that guarantees you will get what you want!"
Xiao Wu appeared behind Han Baiha at some point, looking at everyone with a smile. Zhao San glanced at Xiao Wu warily, frowned and said, "He is?"
"He's an idiot, you don't need to pay attention to him!" Han Baihang was still worried about him killing Tian Zuyin, and his tone of voice was also quite harsh.
"If you don't listen to him, my name is Xiao Wu. I have a place where I can not only let you rest, but also help you get ammunition and medicine."
Han Baihang tilted his head and looked at Xiao Wu, and said tentatively: "You mean Pan Yuxu's house?"
"Pan Yuxun is the chief of police. It should be easy to get some guns and ammunition." Xiao Wu paused, turned to look at Han Baihang and said with a smile: "Besides, I still have a quota that I can't use today. Now I can
I'm itching, I don't think you can stop me this time?"
After hearing this, a cold light flashed in Han Baihang's eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Now that Zhao San and others have been found, Pan Yuxun's remaining role is not very useful.
As for the consequences after Pan Yuxun's death, that is not what Han Baihang is concerned about now. After all, none of the people who provoked him, Han Baihang, have had a good ending so far.
Now that they had made up their minds, Han Baihang and the others walked towards Wuxi City. By the time they got near the city gate, it was almost two o'clock.
The soldiers guarding the gate did not know that their regiment leader was dead. They were holding their guns and dozing off against the city wall.
"Kill them all!" Han Baihang glanced at the soldiers guarding the door. Time was running out. It was best to use the simplest and most direct method to handle everything.
Before those people could recover, someone wiped their necks in their sleep and let out the last muffled groan in their lives.
After hiding the body in the nearby woods, Han Baihang led the people towards Pan Yuxun's home.
In the middle of the night, there was no one on the street, and the dim lights flickered on the old man pulling people's shadows. Han Baihang and his party moved quickly and without making the slightest sound, they arrived in front of Pan Yuxun's house.
As soon as he opened the door, Pan Yuxun saw two siblings, Qi Yulan and Qi Wu, holding large and small bags of gold and silver in their hands, and they were about to go out. When the two saw the blood on their faces, Pan Yuxun, who was in an embarrassing state, was frightened.
He jumped so hard that the package in his hand suddenly spilled all over the floor.
"Shut up, everyone! I'm not dead yet!" Pan Yuxu shouted at the two of them with a cold face.
Qi Yulan huddled behind Qi Wu, her body kept trembling and said: "Master, you...are you really not dead?"
"Brother-in-law, that's great. I knew you were blessed and would not die so easily!"
Qi Wu shouted excitedly and was about to go upstairs to Pan Yuxun, but Pan Yuxun pushed him away. Pan Yuxun sneered and said: "Don't be so pretentious. I know exactly what you are thinking. But I don't have time to follow you now.
You talk so much nonsense, you have packed your things anyway. Let’s leave now.”
"Brother-in-law, I know what I did was wrong. You also saw how cruel those two people were, they killed without blinking an eye!" Qi Wu hurriedly explained for himself: "It's good that you are back now, and you will still be a policeman from now on.
Chief, I'm still the police captain, isn't that great? We don't ask for any promotion, we just want to live here for the rest of our lives."
"That's right, sir, why don't we move." After Qi Yulan finally made sure that Pan Yuxun was a human or not a ghost, she hurriedly agreed with her brother, "I always feel that the feng shui of this house is not good. You see, in just one day, so much happened.
eventful."
"Don't give me such nonsense, pack your things right now, pick them up for me right now, and leave now! Now!"
Pan Yuxun roared at the top of his lungs. The wound that had scabbed with excessive force burst open again, and countless blood spurted out.
Qi Wu and Wu didn't know why. Seeing Pan Yuxun angry, they could only retract their heads angrily and collect the gold and silver scattered on the ground again.
"Director Pan, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Han Baihang stood at the door and looked at Pan Yuxun with a smile. When Pan Yuxun heard Han Baihang's voice, his whole body froze in place. Qi Wu and Qi Yulan also stopped their outstretched hands.
With a horrified expression, he looked at Han Baihang standing at the door.
"Han...Captain Han, you...you are here."
Pan Yuxun moved his body stiffly, his legs became weak and he sat down on the ground. Han Baihang smiled, turned to Xiao Wu and said, "It's enough to leave one person behind."
Xiao Wu reached out and touched the short knife at his waist, shook his head and said: "Tell me, you have to go to such trouble for something you can obviously do long ago!"
"you can not……"
Before Pan Yuxun finished speaking, a flash of white light flashed, and the rest of the words were instantly buried in blood, soaking into the earth through the gaps in the floor tiles.
