Chen Ming put one hand in his pocket and looked coldly at Dai Jin, who was getting closer and closer to him, with the corners of his mouth slowly rising.
The night wind blew the corners of his clothes flying, and the trees on both sides of the mountain road made a rustling sound, which made those who heard it tremble in their hearts.
When the ring-shou knife was pressed against Chen Ming's throbbing throat, Dai Jin was stunned for a moment.
What's going on with this guy?
Even on the verge of death, I am still laughing...
Before Dai Jin could sneer, the vision in front of him suddenly changed. He opened his mouth in confusion, but didn't say even a single word.
"Gululu"......
A head rolled into the middle of the road, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Dai Jin's short but strong body collapsed, his head missing and his neck bleeding profusely, with crimson blood spilling all over the floor.
Chen Ming's right hand hanging by his side held a sharp hook needle as thin as silk thread between the fingers, which shone with a silvery cold light under the moonlight.
As soon as Dai Jin died, the soldiers who followed him immediately became confused.
Those at the front stared at Chen Ming in horror, their pupils constricted and their hearts beating very fast.
"who are you?"
The adjutant who had followed Dai Jin for many years asked in a hoarse voice. Chen Ming turned his head and looked at him, his dark eyes showing no intention of answering.
"Why do you want a dead person to know so much?"
Ye Hongzhi grinned widely, and he picked up the knife and cut them off with three or two strokes like chopping melons and vegetables.
When the remaining soldiers saw this, they immediately turned around and tried to run away.
The leader is dead, so why should they fight for their lives?
However, Chen Ming's men would not let them go. In less than ten minutes, the group was cleaned up.
The asphalt was stained with blood, and blood flowed slowly down the slope.
The ones that have solidified are like birthmarks, scattered all around.
The thick smell of blood was blown away by the cold wind. After a while, Ye Hongzhi finished counting the people and returned to Chen Ming.
"Boss, nine brothers were slightly injured and no one died."
"I'll ask those who have nothing to do to clean up. I'll make sure the mountain road is cleaned up before dawn."
As he spoke, Ye Hongzhi cautiously raised his head and looked at Chen Ming.
"Well, Yanyu will go out at seven o'clock, remember to get some incense."
"Huh? It's not a shopping mall, why are you still doing that?"
Ye Hongzhi exclaimed reflexively, and stopped suddenly when he caught sight of Chen Ming's gaze, "Ahem, okay, wrap it up on me."
"After Dai Jin's death, there will be a small-scale commotion in the Jiangzhou Military Region. Let Wang Jun'an keep an eye on it and take advantage of the situation to catch the hidden people."
Chen Ming changed the subject and got down to business.
"yes!"
Ye Hongzhi also looked solemn.
The two teams he transferred were elite and highly disciplined.
After Chen Ming's instructions, he didn't stop for long, shook the silver needle in his hand and walked back quickly.
Pushing open the half-closed door, Qin Yanyu was buried in the quilt, sleeping heavily, with her white arms exposed and hugging his pillow.
Chen Ming didn't disturb her. He took his pajamas and went to the guest room to wash up before lying on the bed.
"Um...are you back?"
Qin Yanyu had not slept soundly, but the slight collapse and the cold wind woke her up.
"Well, did it wake you up?"
"Fortunately, I can't sleep until you come back."
Qin Yanyu turned over, threw away the pillow in her arms and hugged Chen Ming's waist, rubbed her furry head against her several times, and fell asleep again in a daze.
"Why do you look so much like a kitten?"
Chen Ming smiled softly, his face softened after being tense all night.
He put his arm around Qin Yanyu and let him lie in his arms.
Gently stroking her delicate shoulders and back, Chen Ming closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
A night of silence.
The next morning, before it was time to go to work, Qin's group became lively.
"Have you heard? There was a shootout in the suburbs last night! It was so exciting!"
"Are you upstairs awake? Huaxia's weapons control is so strict, how can there be a gunfight!"
"Wake up! It's time to go to work!"
The buddy who spoke was unconvinced and typed frantically, "Damn! Anyway, there was a war in the suburbs, and many people died. My relative lives at the foot of the villa in the middle of the mountain. He said that he saw with his own eyes a big fire burning at night, and there was a smell. Smells like barbecue!”
"In what age are you still thinking about fighting and killing? I think you are stupid because you slept too much."
"It's hard to say. I heard a while ago that the Bianzhou Military Region was in chaos, but I don't know if it's true."
"Oh, we ordinary people don't care about what we do. It's all about eating, drinking and making money."
Most people in the group thought that guy was confused by his sleep.
Some people are doubtful.
"Hey, that relative of yours has some background. Can he live at the foot of the Mid-level Villa? That's also a villa area, right?"
The entire eastern suburbs are where wealthy people live.
But there are also three levels of rich people.
The most prestigious people in Jiangzhou live in the Mid-level Villa, followed by the Luoping area, and then the other places.
Being teased, the buddy who spoke was not angry. Instead, he typed nervously, "My relatives said that the person who did it had a big reason. Maybe he wanted to kill someone in the villa in the middle of the mountain. But he was killed in the end. Anyway, recently Jiangzhou is not peaceful."
"Tch, what you said is true. I think you have read too many novels."
"It's over, it's over. Why are you messing around? You're scaring yourself. Maybe it's a rich person who's having a barbecue dinner at night and will surprise you."
"The Mid-Levels Villa is a wealthy area. Are there ten people in Jiangzhou who are qualified to live in it?"
"Hey, our Mr. Qin doesn't live there, who can ask?"
"You are crazy, I am not crazy..."
Scroll down the group chat history, and it will all revolve around the Mid-Levels Villa.
The young man who spoke at first curled his lips. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he typed angrily before closing the phone.
"I'm telling you the truth, you'll know when the news comes out, huh!"
However, no one took his words to heart. Everyone chatted for a while and talked about their own company's products.
On the contrary, some people in the Jiangzhou Military Region have not slept a wink since last night.
"Have you contacted anyone?"
A bald middle-aged man in uniform walked around irritably.
"No."
The soldier who replied pursed his lips and added: "Not only can't we contact General Dai, but there is also no news about his adjutant and bodyguard."
"The logistics team has passed by, and no one has found anything yet..."
After the words fell, the entire conference room was silent.
More than a dozen elderly men in uniforms frowned in unison, and even the bald middle-aged man stopped in his tracks. The atmosphere was strangely quiet.
"General Dai, isn't he dead?"
After a while, someone finally made a trembling voice.
"How is that possible! I just went to kill a little guy. With General Dai's ability, nothing will happen."
"But, that person is the grandson of General Han."
Everyone on the long table looked at each other.
"I'll go and see for myself."
The bald man gritted his teeth, "General Dai said he would come back when he was done before he left. Now that there is no news from him even after dawn, I have to take a look."
