I have fully understood what Lin Yi means.

Just like a monkey, monkeys have two personalities, one is a monkey and the other is Sun Gusheng. The former only wants to brag, talk about it, and live a plain life, while the latter needs to bear the safety of thousands of people.

Lin Yi is the same. As the young marshal of the general, since he has suspicion of me, he cannot turn a blind eye because he has hundreds of people on his shoulders.

It is better to kill a thousand people by mistake than to let one go. This is the code of conduct of the "big brothers".

As long as there is a slight threat, it must be cleared immediately.

Although I understand, I still don’t plan to let Lin Yi go. Because I know. Even if I let Lin Yi go today, Lin Yi will still deliberately kill me in the future.

I watched Lin Yi's tears and snot flow into the bowl and asked, "Do you still drink it?"

"Drink." Lin Yi said.

I took his bowl away, moved his bowl over, and then fed it spoon by spoon. The soup seemed to have magical effects. After Lin Yi drank it, he recovered a little and did not faint again. He drank while crying, but he didn't beg me again. He knew that no matter how much he asked, it would be useless. After drinking more than a dozen sips, he gasped and said, "I can't drink anymore. Brother Fei, please send me on my way."

"Okay." I put down the spoon, raised the gun, and pointed it at his head again.

"Brother Fei, can you still be a brother in your next life?" Lin Yi's face was covered with tears.

"able."

"Thank you." Lin Yi burst into tears again.

Deep inside me, softness and hardness collide, hesitation and decisive fight. In the end, hardness and decisiveness gained the upper hand. After all, I have been in trouble for so many years and know that some things must not be kept, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

My fingers slowly knocked at the trigger, and it was not good to kill my brother.

It's really bad.

But some things must be done.

I closed my eyes and was about to pull the trigger when I suddenly felt someone holding the barrel. I opened my eyes and suddenly found that Lao Yang had come over at some point. And the old wrinkled hand was holding my barrel.

"Little brother."

Lao Yang said slowly: "Huang Feng and Sun Lingyun both have their descendants in the world, so let's leave a way out for Lin Wuyi."

""I looked at Lao Yang silently.

"Just treat it as giving me a face, okay?" Lao Yang looked at me with an expressionless face.

""I'm still silent.

"I will look at him and not let him go, and I will not pose any threat to you." Lao Yang assured me.

I looked at Lin Yi again, and the guy was also a little shocked. He didn't seem to expect Lao Yang to come out to save him. It seemed that he was not deliberately coming here to "seek help". To be honest, an old man who sells mutton soup, even if he can make the first mutton soup in Longcheng, I have no face to sell him.

Who did he think he was?

But for some reason, the old man's eyes seemed to have very powerful eyes, and there seemed to be endless stories in his eyes. His dirty and torn clothes and the fishy smell of mutton all over his body could not resist his glory from the inside out.

This seems to be an old man with a very story.

For some reason, my hand slowly lowered.

"Thank you." Lao Yang said: "I owe you a favor. If I can use it in the future, I will be unavoidable."

I nodded.

Old Yang looked back at Lin Yi and said, "He is the son of an old friend. I should protect you no matter what I say. Don't worry, I will definitely not let him out for trouble again."

I nodded again, then walked out of the stall with big strides, opened the car door and sat in. Before leaving, I looked at the stall again. Lao Yang had already carried Lin Yi back to the house, leaving only a pool of blood inside.

Back at the Lin family mansion, beggars were still waiting for me.

In addition to beggars, there are more than a dozen elite players, all of whom are preparing to assassinate Deng Jiahe. Although Lin Yi is dead, our plan must continue. If we want to firmly settle the general alliance, the seven heavenly kings must die.

Now that I am sitting in this seat, I am even more determined to kill them. Sure enough, my butt determines my head - if I sit in what seat I consider. As for Lin Yi's death, I have also thought about how to explain to the people in the alliance.

——He died heroically when he killed Deng Jiahe, the traitor.

"The things are ready?" I asked.

"It's ready." Beggar nodded, and then he looked at everyone, and they all showed the guns hidden in their clothes. Since it was an assassination, of course, the simplest and most effective method must be taken.

"Okay, let's go."

After stepping out of the yard, the sky was full of stars and moons. We took two Jinbei vans and set off quietly in the night.

In the car, beggar reported to me about Deng Jiahe's situation: "As usual, he would go to a "Xiaohong hair washing room" place for massage every Wednesday night. That little Hong was the goddess he had a crush on in high school. Unfortunately, Deng Jiahe was just a loser at that time, and Xiaohong looked down on him at all.

However, the times have changed. Now thirty years have passed, Deng Jiahe has achieved success and fame, but Xiaohong has become a festive person. Deng Jiahe especially likes to patronize Xiaohong's business, but his move is not to take care of his former goddess, but simply to humiliate Xiaohong."

We already knew this when investigating Deng Jiahe, but now it still sounds very interesting. After the counterattack, the goddess who once looked down on him seemed to be the ultimate dream in every Dasi. Deng Jiahe did it.

In a short while, we arrived at the entrance of the "Xiaohong Hair Washing Room". It is located at the junction of urban and rural areas, with sparse roads and fishy smells everywhere. The alleys are full of ambiguous colors, which is obviously a low-end red light area.

As Deng Jiahe, coming to this place is a bad grade. No wonder he always comes alone and never brings bodyguards.

It also gave us the chance to assassinate him.

The car was parked at the door of Xiaohong's hair washing room. Everyone got out of the car, but I was sitting in the car. I am the young man, so I didn't have to do such a thing myself. Beggar and everyone rushed into the hair washing room at a very fast speed.

The hair washing room was not big, and the front hall was shampooing, and there was a fireworks behind the back. There was no one in the front hall, obviously in the back room. If they were lucky enough, they could still see Deng Jiahe who was showing off his heroic posture on the bed. Beggar rushed to the front and kicked open the wooden door leading to the back room, and a group of people rushed in.

I sat in the car, watching the scene expressionlessly, waiting for the sound of gunfire that was about to sound.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The gunshots did not sound, but instead fell into a terrible silence.

Is something wrong? I raised my eyebrows and jumped out of the car immediately. I pulled out the gun stuck in my back, and walked into the shampoo room carefully against the wall. The shampoo room was still extremely quiet, and the door leading to the back room was open, and I couldn't see the scene inside from my angle.

What exactly happened?

I raised my gun and walked forward carefully. At this moment, Beggar suddenly ran out of the room, with a panic and at a loss. As a talent selected by Lin Wuyi himself, Beggar rarely shows such a look!

"What's wrong?!" I asked.

"Brother Fei, come and take a look." Beggar's face turned pale.

At this time, I heard someone vomiting from the back room - what exactly happened?

I walked forward and stepped into the door. A dozen people made way. Then I saw one of the most terrifying scenes in my life. The small room was full of dead people, some lying on the bed, some lying on the ground, some lying on the window, and some lying on the table. After counting carefully, there were seven people in total, and their fatalities were all on their necks - yes, a sword sealed the throat!

I have been in a while, and I can tell what kind of wounds are caused by weapons. The wounds on their necks are obviously caused by sharp swords. I have only seen two masters of swords in my life, one is the wood and stone beside the master of the Sun family, and the other is Tang Yijian in the Starfire Organization.

Both of them are among the top ten masters of the Three Jins, but it is also a dream to massacre the seven heavenly kings in the General Alliance by themselves - yes, the seven people who died here are the seven heavenly kings headed by Deng Jiahe in the General Alliance!

If the Seven Heavenly Kings were just sealed with throat, they might not be very disgusting, but their bodies were all in two pieces, and their intestines and internal organs were flowing all over the ground. This is why some people vomit.

Tonight we were originally going to assassinate Deng Jiahe. After killing Deng Jiahe, we had to deliberately kill the other six heavenly kings. Any step could make mistakes or leaks, but no one expected that we would see the corpses of the seven heavenly kings here.

Who has such ability to concentrate them all here and then use a sword to seal the throat! Or, kill them first and then drag them here? Why drag them here? Obviously, it is for me to show it!

The other party did this with two purposes. One was to help me. He knew that I wanted to kill the Seven Heavenly Kings, so he killed the Seven Heavenly Kings. The other was to threaten me. He knew that I was now the only young commander in the General Alliance, so he killed the Seven Heavenly Kings to humiliate me.

So, what is the other party doing?

"Brother Fei, look!" Beggar suddenly pointed to the wall and said.

When I looked back, I saw eight big words written in blood on the wall: The spark can start a prairie fire. The signature is still the very vulgar star with a cluster of flames in the middle.

Seeing these eight words, I couldn't help but tremble, not because I was afraid, but because I was angry! Since it was the spark, it was definitely coming to threaten me. The spark that had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared again, and in such an arrogant way, I directly killed the seven kings in my general alliance and pulled their bodies to this place. The purpose was naturally to humiliate me!

"Brother Fei, this is"

Instead of speaking, I lowered my head and dipped my fingers in some blood on the ground, and reached out to write eight words on the wall.

Thousands of red flowers, killing all the sparks!
Chapter completed!