"Jin Yi Gou, our Dayi Gang will fight with you!"
He was bleeding all night, and at noon the next day, a similar shout made Zhang Xing tremble out of thin air and almost vomited.
This time it was not in the brick kiln, but in a small alley. The person blocked here was Zhang Dacheng, another gang leader in Jiajingfang. This gang called Dayi Gang is currently not large in scale, mainly relying on the leader Zhang Dacheng. Dacheng has extraordinary martial arts skills and extraordinary loyalty, so even though there are only a dozen people, he is able to quickly establish a foothold in the workshop and quickly participate in the most competitive car dealership.
But now, probably because the tragedies of yesterday morning and afternoon were too clear, especially the battle in the afternoon, which was too bloody, Zhang Dacheng, who knew that he could not be merciful, became wild after being blocked in the alley, and saw that this man's hands were glowing with white light. , the two big axes in his hands danced so hard that even the rain could not drain them, and they actually rushed directly towards the end of the alley.
And he shouted the same words as his senior yesterday.
What is more similar to yesterday is that the leader is so brave and loyal, so the people below naturally become wild one after another, and they all follow him, howling loudly, wielding knives and sticks, and stepping on the water in the alleyway. past.
There is the side guarded by Zhang Xing and Qin Bao... There is no way, the other end is blocked by Hu Yan's people, the black belt is too obvious, no fool will run that way.
Considering that Bai Yousi may not be able to take action immediately this time, Zhang Xing felt guilty, so he first took out his sword, turned around and hid behind a large shield, and then gave the order:
"Fire the crossbow!"
That's right, although I thought all the bells and whistles before, it's only two matches, and those extra preparations are useless.
Two classic raids - a top-down sequential clearing of fixed points, and a large-scale field battle plus street fighting chase, all proved that under the combination of excellent ordnance, militarized organizational form, and Bai Yousi's almost cheating outside world, Facing Feixian's beheading tactics, these so-called Nancheng gangsters who dare to fight and kill have become nothing but a joke.
In fact, after the battle at the kiln yesterday afternoon, although there were still three or four smaller gangs in Jiajingfang, they were only chasing and arresting.
At this time, shields, steel crossbows, and long soldiers have become the favorites.
The shield blocks everything, and the long soldier stabs everything. As for the steel crossbow, in the narrow alley, there is no need to aim, and there is no need to worry about whether the crossbow string is damaged. Just hold it open and shoot. It doesn’t matter who you are as a hero or who you dare to fight. , the body is a mess and a few bloody holes are of no use.
It is for this reason that early this morning, Bai Yousi wrote a note and directly opened the city defense army's reserve warehouse, and then organized serious sergeants, no matter whether they were street tigers or government servants, each with a steel crossbow.
It is these steel crossbows, coupled with groups of zipper searches, and the increasingly cooperative villagers, that make it impossible for the remaining seven gangs, large and small, entrenched in Jiaqing and Jiajing Second Lane to even escape.
Turning back to Zhang Xing, now that Zhang Xing had given the order, the Dayi Gang advocated Dacheng not only did not retreat, but instead roared louder, and the white light in his hands suddenly exploded, almost covering the entire pair of axes, and even faintly showing the sharp edge of the axe. A burst of golden color came out...it was Duanjiang Qi again. It was the same Qi as the master yesterday, but it just couldn't force out any substantial sword light or anything like that.
Seeing this scene, both Qin Bao and Zhang Xing were a little nervous. Qin Bao didn't know what he was thinking. Zhang Xing immediately felt a sudden shock in his heart. He only thought about whether the shield could block this thing, and then waited until Hu Yan came from behind to kill him.
But the next moment, with the sound of crossbows jumping out continuously, the leader of the Dayi Gang turned around and saw him wielding a golden ax with both hands, like two professional decoration sledgehammers, and hit one side of the wall hard. , a hole was smashed open in the wall, and then with a deft roll, it disappeared into the alleyway.
At the same time, the twenty crossbow bolts fired at the same time pierced the members of the gang who were following him most closely. Two of them were afraid that they would not survive on the spot, and the remaining few were also wailing. On the ground, he cried for his father and mother, and at the same time cursed Jinyi Gou and his own gang leader as descendants of turtles.
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded, and then became furious. With a wave of his hand, he asked Qin Bao and his men to continue the frontal attack, while he continued to pursue from the gap with two shields and four or five crossbows.
The leader of the Dayi Gang is really a talent. He is wearing the Duanjiang Zhenqi from Bai Di Ye Xuanmen's True Tradition. He has already cultivated it to an unfathomable level. Seeing the dog in golden clothes chasing after him, he mustered up his courage and continued to attack. He picked up two golden axes and chopped down the courtyard wall on the other side of the house.
The frightened children of this family who were hiding in the house burst into tears.
Zhang Xingzhui was panting, but his anger grew stronger and he still pursued him.
In the end, the gang leader actually chopped down five courtyard walls in one breath, and finally lost his breath. He lost his strength and threw his ax in front of the sixth courtyard wall. Then, with his legs shaking constantly, he turned back to look at his pursuers.
"But Brother Zhang, the handsome man in Jingantai?"
The gang leader threw the ax and fell to his knees with a plop. He raised his hands and threw himself into the stagnant water, begging for help. "When you blocked me before, I heard someone call you that. If it is true, then we are still the same family..."
"it is true."
The panting Zhang Xing nodded, squatted down across the yard and asked sincerely from afar. "My family...how far have you mastered your Duanjiang Zhenqi? It's so powerful."
"Eleven of the twelve main meridians are connected." Gang leader Zhang quickly answered. "My family, let's discuss it. You see I still have some strength... how about sparing me a life? I will sell myself to you and work for you for the rest of my life. There is no second intention."
Zhang Xing was startled for a moment, his face expressionless, and then he shook his head: "I have only opened five main meridians, how can I dare to use the hard method of opening eleven?"
Gang leader Zhang had no choice but to stand up, as if looking for his own axe.
At this time, Zhang Xing could only look up weakly and look at the crossbowmen beside him. The crossbowmen had already been impatient to chase. At this time, seeing the steward's approval, four or five crossbow arrows were fired together.
But Gang Leader Zhang was not a vegetarian. Seeing that there was no way to survive, he grabbed the ax on the ground and threw it violently.
After a while, the dust settled, and all I could say was that the leader of the Dayi Gang was indeed a real person. He was hit by three steel arrows, one hit his knee, one shot into his abdomen, and one pierced his ribs. He still dragged his body and tried to escape. , the steel arrow was pulled away by the debris on the ground, and the blood was scattered in the rain, instantly turning the whole yard red.
But the ax he threw hit Zhang Xing's shoulder and hit the wall.
Zhang Xing was completely angry, and he also had some thoughts at this time, but he gritted his teeth and stood up, then moved forward with the knife and stabbed twice in the back of this great master who had access to eleven main meridians. But halfway through the third stab, he hastily stopped his hand as if he was on fire.
Then, the golden-clothed dog paused for a moment, as if he had choked on his meal. Then he quickly put away his knife and turned it into a hand. After a long pause, he finally shouted weakly into the house: "People in the house, please come out to wash the floor. You are not allowed." Take off the clothes and exchange the whole body for food, firewood, and salt... The credit of this righteous gang leader belongs to you as a group, not as a family, you know? After killing for two days, you should know the rules, right?"
After saying this twice, there was still no sound in the house. Zhang Xing didn't bother to pay attention. He just carefully picked up the knife and led the person away... After the person left for a while, a resident stuck his head out. Then he didn't dare to touch the body, and instead looked back at the house.
Inside the house, a young man with tattoos on his arms was holding his arms and trembling as he stared outside the house. He was stunned for a moment, fell to his knees again, covered his face and cried bitterly. However, a woman rushed out and covered him tightly. Mouthed.
Of course Zhang Xing didn't know that a crackdown that had made him feel numb had saved a young soul, and he didn't care if he knew it. Trying to be a good person in this world might be the beginning of another tragedy.
In fact, as soon as he returned to the alley, he was urged by his boss to work overtime.
"Zhang Sanlang!"
Perhaps it was because of Zhang Xing's idea that Hu Yan, who had been under pressure from political review before, got very intimate this time, but it was still affectionate, and it did not delay him from urging the other party to get to work. "What's wrong with you? You're still in the vanguard, but you've only been killing for two days and you're swaying from exhaustion? Look at Qin Bao, you have the same cultivation level, and he's so energetic..."
Zhang Xing, who was leaning against the wall, felt weak and wanted to defend himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he finally spat it out. Fortunately, the ground was covered with blood, and it was impossible to see what he had eaten for breakfast.
Seeing this situation, Hu Yan was immediately embarrassed: "If you got sick from the rain, you might as well tell me early... That's good. Don't come up front to kill people. The team asked Qin Bao to pick them up. You go to the street to count the corpses and write a message to The superior will explain.”
Zhang Xing reluctantly heard the end and just nodded quickly.
That's right, Zhang Xing was not sick, nor was Bai Yousi so frightened that he vomited overnight. He was holding on, and he had been holding on since yesterday... He discovered for the first time that the amount of infuriating energy absorbed in a short period of time It's too much, and it can actually hold up.
In fact, Zhang Xing has not dared to use it indiscriminately since Yamamura Huohe discovered this effect, which is similar to gaining experience points from killing monsters.
First of all, he naturally feels that human life is precious, and secondly, he has some defensive mentality, even more serious than guarding against the compass.
Because the compass is, after all, an introduction that guides the development of things, and it comes from outside; and the true energy can directly affect his own body, let alone conspiracy theories, if he takes too much, he will be paralyzed, or if he takes too much What to do if it explodes in the future?
He didn't want to experience Lao Hanlegs, who had just traveled through time that day, for a second time.
But coming back to this operation, isn’t this a rare opportunity to eradicate gangsters and eliminate evil? Isn’t it a large-scale concentration of special operations? Therefore, Zhang Xing went on a killing spree with almost no psychological burden... He did not deliberately avoid or rob those practitioners, but yesterday there was a targeted killing, a large-scale melee, and all the subsequent fighting and chasing. Even though he was trying to escape, he still managed to hold on in a daze.
He has tasted the most common kinds of Qi such as Qingdi’s immortality Qi, Red Emperor’s Lihuo Qi, Baidi’s Ruibing Qi, and Sanhui Zhengtu’s Glowing Qi. , not much every time, but really a lot of times.
At the beginning, the heat rushed to his face, and he could still feel some obvious positive benefits from it, either his body was warm and comfortable, or his spirit was suddenly refreshed, or his vision and hearing suddenly became sharper. .
However, after cutting people until night, his hands and feet were still numb, but the so-called Dantian Qihai area was obviously swaying.
It was a hard to describe feeling, it really felt like motion sickness after eating too much.
There is no problem at all when the person stops there, but as long as he moves, even if he shakes his arms, he feels like he is meditating on the Chongmai, and he is so angry that he wants to rush over and feel uncontrollable.
As for the person who caused him to hold up until he vomited, Zhang Xing went to kill him with a complicated emotion... Maybe he did have the greed to absorb the true energy. After all, he was a rare master, but it was inevitable that he was almost cut by an axe. Angry, but the more important reason is to seek a kind of verification, a speculation caused by yesterday's large-scale battle.
This master who had almost exhausted his own true energy was a natural sample for comparative observation, and through this sample, Zhang Xing came to a very key conclusion, that is, there seemed to be a guaranteed reserve of true energy in the practitioner's body. This reserve is directly related to the practitioner's level of practice. It is generally difficult to use, but it can still be easily obtained after being killed by him.
In fact, the infuriating energy he captured after killing people was probably just this kind of storage, rather than the infuriating energy that he usually cultivated in his Dantian and then used to make iced sour plum soup...
In other words, Zhang Xing was keenly aware that what he had captured was probably a kind of Qi-related object such as 'position' or 'grid', rather than direct Qi.
Of course, these are just thoughts hidden in his heart. After killing the boss, for the sake of his own life, Zhang Xingwei cannot kill anyone casually anymore.
He had to eat.
"Are you Zhang Xing?"
I changed my career to work as a corpse recorder for about an afternoon, and the energy in my body stabilized for a while. The inspection team sent by Jing'an Taiwan arrived, and what was a little surprising was that the Zhu Shou who came was actually a The person he met was none other than Xue Liang, who called Cao Lin his adoptive father that day.
"Hey, it's my subordinate." Zhang Xing, who was sitting at work under the corridor of Tianjie Street, quickly put down his pen and paper and stood up to salute with his hands in hand. His attitude could be described as enthusiastic. "What are your orders from Xue Zhushou? Do you want to sit down to take shelter from the rain and drink tea?"
"Um...where are you, Inspector Bai? Or Deputy Inspector Hu?"
Xue Liang's eyes swept from the other direction of Tianjie beside Zhang Xing, and there was obviously a certain confusion and uneasiness in his tone, because right there, at least hundreds of corpses were arranged neatly, end to end, and it was horrifying. "By the way, have you ever caught...a fugitive?"
Zhang Xing, who stayed at the zebra crossing where the corpses were placed for an hour, fully understood Xue Liang's hesitation, and he immediately answered sincerely:
"Reporting to Xue Zhushou, Inspector Bai is on the tower of the north city wall, ready to fly down at any time to help us kill people in the two workshops, while Deputy Inspector Hu is leading people to kill people in the workshops. He pointed me to do paperwork here in case Taichung sent people to ask... As for the fugitives, we haven't caught the fugitives who escaped this time. We only caught Ma Kui, the 'Zongyun Sword' on Taichung's wanted list, but it was also broken. What kind of gang leader is there? , who hid the armor secretly and was also beheaded.”
"Let's not talk about Ma Kui... Just tell me, what happened to these?" Xue Liang seemed too lazy to ask why he said 'broken', and just couldn't wait to point to the 'corpse zebra crossing' and ask, his tone almost trembling. , and I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the maroon horse under his crotch looked a little uneasy.
"Reporting to Xue Zhushou, this is the case. The imperial edict, Nanya's edict, and our Zhongcheng's military order all require us to thoroughly investigate the area where we are in charge and ensure that the fugitives are found." Zhang Xing answered with his hands crossed, still explaining in detail, Be sincere. "This is what we do, but the local gangs don't allow us to conduct a thorough investigation, and then offer a reward. People in the village say that if someone is harboring a fugitive, it must be those gangs... Xue Zhushou also knows that our inspector Bai is a bad-tempered man. She is loyal to the king, but her cousin is still responsible for this incident. She also has a sense of shame that the family is unfortunate, so she said what if these gangs are harboring fugitives? What can we do? Just take us If you kill them, what should you do after you kill them? It’s not good to leave them in a shop to scare people, so just leave them outside..."
Xue Liang listened blankly, and finally took a long breath, then lowered his voice on the horse and leaned over to ask: "Is there a number?"
"What number?"
Zhang Xing was startled for a moment, but when the other party frowned, he immediately understood. Then he turned around and took out seven or eight forms that he had just filled out from the table and handed them over. "Yes, some... there are two villages with a population of 40,000. So far, a total of 127 people have been killed. These are all extremely vicious people who dare to openly resist the law with weapons. They are all displayed on Tian Street. , the broken pieces were put together as much as possible. Each person’s name, guilt, gang affiliation, how he violently resisted the law, which comrade he risked his life to kill for, and how he killed them are all written here... There are still more than three hundred people. The injured were all locked up on the cross street in the square. Some were seriously injured and couldn't hold on from time to time. It was estimated that it would take about a day to kill them before they were clean, so the list might change and more would have to be added. "
Xue Liang was silent for a while, and then glanced at the neatly arranged corpses on the zebra crossing again. He gasped for seven or eight times before reaching out to take the pile of papers. Then, he didn't go to see Bai Yousi or Hu Yan. Instead, he rode north in the rain and headed back to Jingantai as fast as he could.
PS: Happy New Year everyone.
By the way, I sacrifice a book:
"Revitalizing Shu Han: Starting from Tianshui Qilin'er" has one million words, so it is safe and practical.
