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Text Chapter 180: The Night of Fenggao Murder

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    The wind is high and the night is murderous.  At ten o'clock in the night, six off-road vehicles parked quietly on the edge of a slope less than a mile away from An Yuhan's villa. The car doors opened, and young men wearing leather jackets filed out, each holding a hand.  He was holding a machete that shone with a faint light, and the place where it landed was wrapped with a black cloth strip. This was to prevent the weapon from falling off midway.  More than forty masked youths gathered at the edge of the slope. In front of them, a young man holding a broad-backed sword said in a cold voice: "No one should hold back this time. As long as we succeed, the boss will help us eliminate everything."  If you see evidence of crime, kill them without mercy." The eyes of the more than 40 masked young men were shining brightly. They liked killing people the most, especially killing people without any scruples.  As long as the killing process is not secretly filmed with a mobile phone, no matter how many people they kill, the incident will not be reported in the newspapers. Everyone will think that the city is safe and harmonious, but they will not think so.  Just as Niu Haoling previously believed that scientists can't see ghosts and say there are no ghosts in the world, ordinary people will feel that there are no ghosts in the world if they can't see the vendetta.  In fact, rivers and lakes have always existed.  "Let's go!" The leading young man waved his knife and shouted domineeringly: "Kill!" The pattering footsteps of more than 40 masked youths were so clear in the middle of the night. They had just walked less than three hundred meters when they saw  Four ladies in red came towards us.  The clothes of the four girls in red are very tight, making their figures convex in front and back. As they move, their round and straight buttocks outline a series of attractive curves.  "Damn! You can't see a ghost, right?" A masked young man rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief: "How could there be a woman in red in the barren mountains?" Probably because of his explanation, the young man  The people around him couldn't help but shudder. These young people were all uneducated and were staunch theists. The scene before them was indeed too weird.  "Look at their figures. They are concave where they should be and convex where they should be. Damn, even if they are female ghosts, they would recognize them. We have ten men playing with one female ghost. That would be exciting, right?" the leading young man said.  He laughed loudly and said: "It doesn't matter whether they are humans or ghosts, brothers, how can we let go of the prey that comes to our door? Let's deal with domestic demand first, and then rush into the villa and chop those turtle eggs to death." In the eyes of every young man  They all glowed with lustful light. They looked around and laughed.  The footsteps of the four ladies in red were getting closer and closer. Someone in the crowd shouted loudly. More than forty young people, like male wolves in heat, excitedly rushed toward the four ladies in red.  "Brothers are here to serve you, Xiaojiao." First, a young man took off his shirt while running. He threw away the jacket in his hand and reached out to grab the wrist of a girl in red.  "Pfft!" Before his hand could touch the body of the red-dressed girl, it was already separated from his arm. He watched helplessly as his right hand fell to the ground. The young man was so frightened that he forgot about the pain and gurgled in his throat.  After a while, a heartbreaking pain spread through his body. Before he could cry out, the sword flashed again, and his head flew three to four meters away.  The girl in red holds a knife in both hands. With the butterfly knife and her butterfly-like figure, she rushes into the crowd as if the god of death is coming. The knife shadows are flying on her fingertips. Every time the knife flashes, a young man screams miserably.  The four ladies in red are like four hellish Shura, showing their gorgeous and bloodthirsty side late at night.  "Don't retreat! Bastard! Don't mess up!" After less than a dozen people were injured, this group of young people became restless. They subconsciously began to retreat away from the four bloodthirsty elves. No matter how much the leading youth shouted,  None of them could stop the team's rout.  The four girls in front of them are not human beings. They are simply murderous devils. In their eyes, killing someone is no different than crushing an ant. Neither of them can cause the slightest fluctuation in their feelings.  Such an opponent is so frightening.  The crowd was so dense that two of the four girls suffered some flesh injuries during the killing. Taking advantage of the retreat of the crowd, they quickly pulled out a roll of bandages and bandaged it quickly with a speed that ordinary people would find unimaginable.  Wounds, then picked up the butterfly knife again and continued the pursuit.  At midnight, a battle royale began in the open wilderness. The leading young man never imagined that their meticulous beheading operation would fail so confusingly.  On a hillside, two men and one woman were each holding an expensive night vision telescope and watching this scene. The three of them were middle-aged and had a distinctive and subtle domineering look on their bodies.  "You two, what do you think?" A middle-aged man with fair skin and a sickly look put down his telescope and asked.Tao.  The middle-aged lady put down the telescope and said in a cold tone: "It's so scary. How did he train these women? With this kind of skill and this kind of mentality, even a martial arts figure who is a level higher than them can fight against them.  It is also very likely that he will lose. " "Well, it is indeed incredible. One such subordinate is enough to secretly enjoy it. Brother Bai Yuan actually said that he has dozens of such subordinates. It is incredible, incredible." "The figure of the other one is incredible.  The handsome middle-aged man, who was not tall but had the aura of a big shot, nodded and praised.  These three people are Yu Xin, the "Mao Rabbit", and Cao Xi, the "Wuma", one of the twelve bosses of Fushou Hall and Le Baiyuan.  Yutu Food and Golden Horse Film and Television of these two bosses enjoy a good reputation in Qizhou Province and are rarely involved in dark backgrounds, so they only maintain a distant relationship with Fushoutang.  They are two of the easiest bosses to win over.  Maotu Yu Xin added: "Although he has enough force in his hands, the current era can no longer be solved by relying solely on force. If he wants our support, this is far from enough." Wu Ma Cao  Xi Ye nodded and said: "Yes, force is one aspect, but the circle of influence and financial resources are also very important. If he only has force, I don't want to wade into this muddy water." What's the use of having stronger force?  In the face of the state machine, any force appears weak. If there is no network of relationships with the force, his power may disappear under the impact of the state machine because of a small conflict.  The relationship between the two of them and Le Baiyuan is very complicated. First of all, Mao Rabbit Yu Xin's vote made Le Baiyuan get the big shot, and Le Baiyuan's vote made Wu Ma Cao Xi get the big shot.  It can be said that there is a causal relationship between the three of them.  Le Baiyuan chuckled and said: "This time, he just wants you to observe the force. In a few days, he will prove his power and financial resources to you. By then, I hope you two can help." "Of course there is no chance of this.  Question." Wu Ma Cao Xi agreed simply. At this time, the fighting in the wilderness had stopped, and more than forty masked young people were slaughtered. In the second half, in order to deal with the young people who ran away, four  The Hearts members used silenced pistols.  With every low thud, a young man fell. Their gunners were extremely accurate. Under the weak moonlight, the bullets were never missed.  The four Hearts members put their pistols in their arms and then dispersed away. One corpse after another, they piled the corpses together naturally, pierced the fuel tank in the jeep, and poured water.  On the pile of corpses, they were burned.  All of this process seems so easy and simple, as casual as eating and drinking, which makes people feel chilled in their hearts.  After everything was packed up, the four Heart members glanced at the slope where Le Baiyuan and the others were, then turned and walked towards the villa.
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