At midnight, the night is not too deep.

In the dim long street, a group of 100 people in black armor quietly drove into the city in a long and dark armor. Compared with the bustling east and west of the city, the streets were secretly blocked by the people from the yamen, at least during the middle of the year. The team entering the city silently followed the lower edge of the inner city wall and headed towards the northeast.

In fact, the city is so turbulent that the people in the city are wandering around and searching. Many people are no longer afraid to go to bed early. Sometimes there are some blurred lights in the remote courtyard. Jin Jiu looked at it for a while and continued to move forward with the team. Then the people in front stopped, the fire lit up, and took out a marked hand-drawn drawing, and said in a subtle voice, as if he was dispatching a task.

Then, Mars went out.

The man came over and said to Jin Jiu: "Brother Jiu, by the time, the governor will come over quickly. The Luo family's yard is not big, so it should be cleared as soon as possible, but..."

Jin Jiu touched his iron helmet with his hand, "Our factory guards do business, those who resist can kill them. If they don't resist, they can survive. The premise is still based on the intention of the governor. OK, let's go."

There was no expression under the iron face, and he nodded, his hand holding the hilt tightened, and his black armor quickly sank into the night, becoming a good disguise. There was no bright moon in the sky tonight, and the rustling footsteps were like walking along the way in someone else's dream.

Then, he stopped in a large courtyard house, held a knife and silhouettes climbed over the courtyard wall one by one.

...

From late at night, most of the people in the yard were asleep. During this period, there were also night patrols in the yard. After hearing a slight sound, they looked for it.

In the courtyard, in the shadows, the figures swayed. When the man threw the lantern in his hand at night, he opened his mouth and shouted.

In the distance, someone raised his arms, raised the crossbow, and with a whoosh, a black shadow pierced into the other party's throat. Then, the figure who came in made several gestures and dispersed.

Jin Jiu walked out slowly, took off the iron surface, and looked at the factory guards who were quietly storming into the wing room, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The group of people under his command originally did not need to come here to do such a thing, but in the distribution, the people who stayed in the north did not have the Dongchang man, so the assassination naturally fell on him.

Fortunately, Yan Qing had some experience in this matter. Under his command, these factory guards kept killing each other late at night. Except for a little room where you could hear the humming of being killed in your dream, everything went smoothly. The order of cleaning up this time was the order of the side courtyard, where most of the maids and servants were sitting here. For only a moment, there was a smell of blood in the courtyard and outside the courtyard.

Finally, there are the two courtyards in the inner courtyard.

A figure in black was holding a knife dripping with blood, and quickly approached the past. Jin Jiu had a list in his hand, and Luo Qi's relatives would not be killed. As for the others, they could only blame them for their bad luck.

When it was ugly, a carriage arrived as promised and stopped at the gate of Luo's family.

.....

The movement in Nanping lasted for a long time, and it stopped until God started to rain again. The rain fell under the eaves, forming a water curtain, and dark light shone on the torches. The extremely tired Luo Qi was no longer as tired as he was in his prime. At this time, he was exhausted and could not get out of the carriage and go back home under the escort of several disciples.

After knocking on the door, he led his disciples into the house. He walked a few steps from the inner house, suddenly frowned, turned around and stared at the doorman that opened the door, and asked, "Where is Old Man Zhou? I don't seem to have seen you before."

The stranger standing in front of the yard slowly inserted the door bolt of the yard, and then smiled on his handsome face. Under the corridor of the inner courtyard, more than a dozen black-clad factory guards pointed their bows and crossbows at him. Yan Qing walked around the other party and walked back to the corridor, saying, "There are people waiting for you in the room, and the others are waiting outside."

Luo Qi clenched his fists and wanted to do it, but he had no weapons in his hand. Moreover, the other party was in his own home, and most of his wife and children had been captured, so resisting could only ruin their lives.

"You stay here and wait for me." Luo Qi ordered the disciples behind him in a deep voice.

Those people were hesitant for a moment. Perhaps they were aimed at the crossbow and were uneasy after all, but after hearing what their head said, they could only stay where they were waiting.

Luo Qi gritted his teeth and walked up to the eaves of a corridor. Suddenly, a sound of a crossbow shooting came from behind him. The strings were trembling, and then there was a puff puff puff puff puff puff - more than ten sounds, and the arrows entered the flesh. He turned around and saw only seven or eight shaking arrows inserted under the rain curtain.

"you--"

Luo Qi roared angrily, raised his palm and was about to kill him, and then the stringed crossbow turned to him.

At the end of the corridor, Yan Qing waved to Luo Qi, "You still have time now. If you spend it, your family will have no time."

The old man in his fifties stared at the young man with his fists clenched his fists and then followed him. He was so relaxed when he walked in the very familiar home, but now he was frightened every time he took, afraid of a scene he didn't dare to see.

In the main hall, the young man leading the way pushed the door open with a creaking sound. The lights inside were brightly lit. Luo Qi stepped in and saw the Eight Immortals chair that only he could sit in in the middle. A white-haired man closed his eyes and sat on it. As soon as he stepped in, the white-haired man seemed to know that he was coming and spoke coldly: "See the seat for Master Luo."

On the other side of the main hall, more than a dozen people knelt there. When they saw the head of the house coming back, hope appeared on their originally fearful faces, and they rushed to grab this life-saving straw.

"Master...save my family..."

"Dad...Dad...I'm afraid..."

It was his wife, children, and Luo Qi wanted to go over, but when he saw the cold knife placing it on their necks, he withdrew his feet, his eyes turned red, his fists clenched and stared at the person on the big chair, and shouted hoarsely: "Let me let my family go, I will give you whatever you want."

"good--"

Bai Ning stood up, staring at him with more white and fewer black eyes, "Would you agree to cooperate with Dongchang?"

The old man was stunned, then opened his mouth and spitted over, and spitted over. He slapped his wide sleeves and spit backwards on Luo Qi's face. Bai Ning sat back on the chair, raised his hands and patted him gently. A man of the same age as Luo Qi was dragged out.

The man looked at Luo Qi tremblingly and knocked, "Brother...Brother...promise them...save me..."

Luo Qi said angrily: "If I cooperate with you, what kind of person can I gain a foothold in the world? Don't think about it!"

"It makes sense..."

Bai Ning stood up and gently patted the little girl standing beside him, walked to the man tied up, took a sharp dagger from the guard, and held it in the little girl's hand.

"You have to take revenge in the future... it's not OK to kill a bird... it's OK to kill someone..."

He gently held the girl's hand and held it with the dagger. His sharp mouth slowly moved on the trembling man. His voice was as tempting as a devil, saying, "Linglong's strength is too small. It's not OK to stab the chest... Sometimes it can't be stabbed in... and those people will wear armor... and they can't be stabbed in, but look here..."

The dagger stopped at the throat, "It's very good here, there is nothing to protect it. When I was caught off guard, I stabbed it hard."

puff--

The sound of breaking through the flesh and blood had already penetrated half of the dagger. The warm blood flowed along the blade, instantly dyeing the palms of both hands, fishy and sticky.

"Brother--" Luo Qi stood there with tears in his eyes.

Bai Ning shook the blood on his hand, wiped it with a silk handkerchief, and said regretfully: "You killed it, I am just doing it for you."

Then he waved his hand again. At this time, a little boy was dragged out of the crowd, and he was also thrown in front of Bai Ning. He squatted down and took a look, turned to Linglong and said, "He is a little older than you, you have to call me brother."

Then, he handed over the dagger, "Come on, this time you come alone, experience the different sounds of each person when he was stabbed into the flesh by a sharp weapon. You see, there are many here, old, small, male, and female, who should be able to adapt to revenge."

"Um--"

Linglong's face was stained with blood, and she slowly walked over with the dagger in both hands.

The little boy kicked his feet, screaming and thundering on the ground, looking at the blood-burning daggers leaning over little by little, and shouting, "Dad - save me."

Luo Qi closed his eyes and gritted his teeth hard, not daring to turn his head to listen. At this time, the bald man came over, twisted his head, turned it over, moved his eyelids away, and let him watch it with his own eyes.

"You...you can't do this."

Luo Qi saw that the dagger had already stopped on his youngest son's neck. His neck was so small that the dagger would definitely break together if it was pierced.

The son will die... The whole family will die... Luo Qi let go of his teeth, opened his mouth wide, and shouted sadly: "I am willing to cooperate... I am willing to cooperate, don't kill, don't kill."

"Isn't it good to do this at the beginning?"

Bai Ning sneered and asked Linglong to stop, then hooked his fingers at Luo Qi, "Let go, Master Luo, pour him some wine to suppress his shock. I want to talk about life with the Master."
Chapter completed!