A minute passed, and occasionally a few sneezes and coughs could be heard in the room. Cui Hantang said disdainfully: "The sample can hold up quite well, let's see how many minutes you can hold on!" However, five minutes passed, the smoke had become thinner, and there was still no other movement in the room.
"This, this is unscientific!" Cui Hantang scratched his head, "You're not going to die like this, are you?"
Since no one can come out, you have to go in by yourself. With the experience of encountering poisonous snakes and wasps just now, Cui Hantang finally no longer planned to take the lead. Professional matters should be left to the professional team.
Two members of the National Army riot squad wearing steel helmets and protective armor put up their steel shields and slowly moved towards the door. Behind, riot squads armed with shotguns and mountain infantry armed with crossbows alternately provided cover.
Cui Hantang watched closely as the commandos kicked open the door and rushed in. There was no shouting or gunfire from inside, but within three to five minutes, a riot team member came out of the door to signal "safety."
"It's not like he's really dead!" Cui Hantang was worried now. This demon was a key figure in the case. If he was really dead, not only would the clues be cut off, but the publicity results of "Ming Zhengdian Punishment" would also be much inferior. If you jump out and want to be a pioneer, the responsibility lies entirely on your own head.
He took three steps at a time and hurriedly entered the house.
The house was dark, damp, and dilapidated. It was said to have three main rooms, but in fact the partition walls inside had long been damaged. Standing at the door of the main room, you could have a clear view of the entire room. All you could see was that the walls inside the room were moldy and the wall coverings were peeling off. There were only a few broken bricks left on the floor, and there was no furniture in the room. There were only a few rotten straw mats thrown randomly at the foot of the wall, probably used by beggars when they spent the night.
If there is anything left, it is a shrine on the wall of the main room, and the three things, the stove and the bottle, have naturally disappeared long ago. There are neither statues of gods or Buddhas nor tablets of gods in the shrine. Instead, there is a scroll of water and land paintings hanging. Judging from the state of preservation, it must have been newly hung not long ago. Out of his interest in religion, Cui Hantang took one more look at the portrait, but the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt: Although this is now a Uyghur village, it is not too outlandish to hang water and land paintings to help all living beings, but water and land painting scrolls are generally only used in Dharma gatherings. How can it be hung directly on the shrine for no reason?
Cui Hantang thought of this, reached out and picked the painting off, and there was a small door behind the painting!
Not daring to be rash, he hurriedly took a few steps back and signaled the riot police to knock on the door.
The door was opened easily, and there was no sound or reaction inside.
Cui Hantang became anxious. Taking advantage of the fact that he was protected by chain armor and was not hiding, he took out his tactical flashlight and rushed in with a single stride! I saw a neatly furnished room inside, covering an area of more than ten square meters. The furniture only had a table, a bed and a stool. If you look closely, they are all exquisite. There is a candlestick on the table, which is still lit with "Australian candles".
There were some wooden grids neatly placed on the table, which contained various powders. Some small porcelain bottles were overturned beside them. The bed was messy, as if someone had left in a hurry. There are some broken earthen jars stacked incongruously against the wall.
Other than that there was still nothing in the house.
Um? Cui Hantang frowned. After the tear gas was deployed, he and the soldiers heard coughing and sneezing, indicating that there must be someone in the room. He looked at the window. This secret room had a small window opening near the eaves, making it very private. As long as the demon Dao hides in a secret room and closes the door tightly, he will not be affected by the tear gas.
But where is this person now?
Although the bed is large, it is in the style of a low couch, only slightly higher than the ground. No one can be hidden under the bed. Everything else is in plain sight and there is no place to hide.
Cui Hantang frowned and said loudly: "Come here! Move this bed away from me."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound of metal pieces cutting through the air above his head. He screamed inwardly, so he hurriedly squatted down with his arms over his head. He felt that his body was being hit by many things, and the sound of tearing cloth could not be heard. I didn't feel it was thrilling, so I thought I should wear a steel helmet and come in.
Before he could finish his thoughts, a voice with a different tone came from outside: "Who is it?", followed by a series of screams and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Cui Hantang secretly screamed, and stood up violently. He saw that the soldier who accompanied him in was already lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. He didn't care to look any further and rushed out of the secret room in one stride. Two soldiers fell to the ground outside. A figure rushed out of the door and rushed towards the wall on the left out of the corner of his eye! !
"Fuck," Cui Hantang cursed, and he rushed out of the door right after him. Lian Nishang didn't have time to aim, so he fired his gun, and the bullets hit the wall tiles with sparks flying. Cui Hantang quickly shouted: "Don't shoot! You must be captured alive!"
In the flash of lightning, the black figure had already rushed to the wall, took a few steps in the corner, jumped up, put his arms lightly on the top of the wall, floated diagonally, and jumped out of the wall.
"Hurry up and chase!" Cui Hantang stamped his feet anxiously. Lian Nishang threw away his pistol, stepped forward, and chased him out by stepping on the wall in the same three-step and two-step process.
Cui Hantang's body was heavy, and he bounced on the wall like a rammer for a long time, without even touching the wall. He was worried, and suddenly there were gunshots and dog barking outside the garden. Only then did he remember that there were people waiting outside. He felt reassured and spat: "You are awesome! Taste the taste of a big wolf dog!" After saying that, he led the people out of the gate and went around for reinforcements.
Lian Nishang jumped down from the wall and saw that the one who escaped was a thin old man in a gray robe. Although he looked old, his legs and feet were very flexible. He rolled down from the wall and straightened up. He was about to take off. escape. Lian Nishang knew that this was a serious crime, so he didn't think too much and shouted: "Where are you running!" With a tiger pounce, he directly knocked down the old man, and the two of them rolled to the ground.
Unexpectedly, the old man's body was astonishingly flexible, and he seemed to have the ability to shrink his bones. The grappling hand he used to practice Nishang failed to grasp his joints several times. Instead, he twisted around and got half of his body free.
Lian Nishang had practiced martial arts before, and after joining the police, he learned Krav Maga. His fighting ability was far better than ordinary people, and he was able to twist the old man back with three blows.
The two were fighting when they heard the sound of heavy footsteps. It was Cui Hantang who was covered in clothes and arrived. He was holding a pistol in one hand and a large hammer in the other. Seeing that the opponent had reinforcements, Yaodao knew that the longer the entanglement lasted, the harder it would be for him to escape. In desperation, he used all his strength to twist his body and kicked Lian Nishang out. He took the opportunity to roll over and get out.
However, people from other directions heard the sound and rushed over. Seven or eight people and a dog instantly surrounded the old man in the center. When the demon saw three muskets facing him on the opposite side, and a fierce dog staring at him, he was secretly anxious. He wasn't very afraid of the short-fire gun. In his mind, it was inaccurate and slow to fire, making it easy to dodge. However, he knew that spirit dogs were best at tracking, and in his current state, he would never be able to outrun this beast.
"It would be nice if the spirit ghost stayed around." The old man secretly regretted that he should not have sent the spirit monkey out. However, he was not one to sit back and wait for death. No matter how bad the situation was, he would still give it a try. Even if it didn't work out, he would have to drag a few people behind him before he died. So instead, he calmed down, raised his hand, pointed at Cui Hantang, who was obviously the leader, and shouted: "We are both members of the Taoist sect, do you still talk about the rules of the world? If you have the ability, come down to the Taoist sect, and I will follow suit!"
"Okay!" Cui Hantang showed a wicked smile: "Are you going to choose a one-on-one fight? Or a group fight?"
"What about a one-on-one fight, or a group fight?" The old man obviously didn't understand his modern new words.
"What do you mean?" Cui Hantang smiled evilly and swung his hand towards everyone: "It's very simple! In a one-on-one fight, you will beat five of us, plus the dog! In a group fight, a group of us will beat one of you!"
When the old man heard this, his beard trembled with anger, and when he saw Cui Hantang's peaceful expression, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at Cui Hantang and said with gritted teeth: "Wu has been in the industry for forty years, and he has conquered all over the country. Wandashan, I call myself a member of the evil sect. I have seen many treacherous people, but I have never seen such a shameless person like you! You! You! Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough. "As he spoke, his chest heaved violently, he coughed violently, and a trace of blood actually flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Cui Hantang showed no guilt at all, he laughed: "That's because you have too little experience. If hundreds of years later, there will be a sea of people who are more shameless than me, I can only be regarded as loyal and honest... ..." After saying that, looking at the old man's shocked expression, he couldn't help laughing.
The old man surnamed Wu gritted his teeth: "Shameless!! I will fight with you!!!"
He raised his hand, and several rays of black light hit Cui Hantang's face, as if to smash this annoying fat face. Cui Hantang was startled, and subconsciously raised his arm to block it with his sleeves. The black lights hit his sleeves and clinked several times before falling to the ground. They turned out to be some awls with sharp heads and black bodies. They were obviously tempered. Poisonous.
Cui Hantang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, the sleeves of this robe were wide and made with materials: it turned out that Cui Hantang was obsessed with ancient hidden weapons. When designing the robe, he remembered that when he was watching the TV series Water Margin in the original time and space, he saw the Taoist priest in Centipede Ridge using his skills. Dozens of copper coins sewn on the sleeves of his Taoist robe fought Wu Song for twenty rounds without deciding the outcome. It was very powerful. Dozens of tinplate scales were sewn on the inner lining of the sleeves of his Taoist robe to block bullets. No, it's not a problem to block ordinary hand-thrown concealed weapons by waving it.
This hidden weapon was just a false shot. Taking advantage of Cui Hantang's momentary distraction, he jumped up like an ape in front of Cui Hantang, stretched out both claws, flashed one hand in front of his eyes, and took it off with the other. Yin, it's actually like a monkey stealing a peach, and those fingers are actually covered with a pair of iron claws! ! Everyone nearby screamed in surprise before they could help him. (To be continued.)
