Farmers in the courtyard

It's late at night and the wind is biting.

Three figures sneaked into the door of Wang Zhendong's courtyard, and a long knife easily opened the door bolt inside.

The three of them filed in silently.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and killing people and selling goods was a familiar thing for the three of them, and they had long been accustomed to it.

After entering the hanging flower door, the three of them separated. One person went to the west wing along the corridor, and the other went to the east wing. However, Lin Dahai walked through the patio and went straight to the main house.

Wang Zhendong, who was sleeping, was not aware of it at all.

I had drunk a lot of wine and was sleeping deeply.

And he also had a strange erotic dream. Qin Huairu's charming eyes and silky eyes made him feel surprised even in his dream.

But after a while, Qin Huairu turned into Chen Xueru again, and her coquettish voice made people ecstasy.

Wang Zhendong was immersed in sweet dreams and couldn't extricate himself.

The three people who sneaked in met in the main room, but Qian Laoer pointed to the east wing. Lin Dahai and Zhao Duoli also agreed.

Then the three of them quietly approached the east wing. Lin Dahai used the same method and slowly inserted the long knife along the gap in the door.

For this kind of old-fashioned courtyard door, it is best to remove the latch of the door, but it is a bit difficult to open the door, mainly because the door gap is too small.

It takes a little bit of slowly to move the door bolt back.

After a while, the door bolt was finally pushed into place. The door bolt fell and made a slight sound. The three of them held their breath and remained motionless.

After waiting for a while, seeing no movement in the room, Lin Dahai pressed one hand on the door and began to push it open slowly.

Behind him, Qian Laoer and Zhao Duoli tightened their knives, ready to kill at any time.

As for Wang Zhendong, the three of them also knew that he was a retired soldier. He had come off the battlefield and should not be underestimated.

This man killed Lin Dabian and stabbed seven others. It is said that he only took a few breaths, and his shooting speed was quite fast and very clean.

Maybe he was originally a practicing practitioner.

However, the three of them were not very worried in their hearts. They were also Lianjiazi. From before liberation to after liberation, the three of them killed many Lianjiazi.

The door was pushed open gently and slowly. Lin Dahai was very experienced and patient. He pushed every door slowly for a long time.

Just try not to make the slightest sound.

After pushing the door open enough for people to enter, Lin Dahai lifted the long knife in his hand and stepped forward into the room with the tip of the knife.

Qian Laoer and Zhao Duoli followed closely behind. After entering, the three of them separated in a fan shape and moved slowly towards the kang.

The three of them could already hear the heavy breathing and the smell of alcohol filling the room, and they felt a little more relaxed.

At this time, Wang Zhendong was still sleeping deeply, still immersed in his erotic dream, but suddenly, Chen Xueru in his arms changed again.

This person was so confused that Wang Zhendong in the dream couldn't see clearly. The more he tried to see clearly, the harder he could see clearly.

But just when Wang Zhendong opened his eyes and wanted to see clearly who was in his arms, suddenly, the face of the person in his arms suddenly became clear.

Damn it, when Wang Zhendong looked closely, he was shocked. It was Jia Dongxu in his arms, and he was looking at him viciously. His eyes were completely black, like a devil.

Subconsciously, Wang Zhendong thought, and a military thorn appeared in his hand. As his body retreated sharply, the military thorn in his hand stabbed Jia Dongxu randomly.

Lin Dahai just quietly touched the edge of the kang, felt Wang Zhendong's breathing, determined the position, and raised the knife in his hand.

However, he found that the quilt on the kang was moving violently. He realized something was wrong and raised his long knife to chop it down.

But suddenly he felt a chill in his chest, and something seemed to be stuck in his chest under the bulging quilt.

At this time, Wang Zhendong also woke up sweating profusely. He was really frightened by Jia Dongxu, it was too scary.

Hey, shit...

After waking up, Wang Zhendong reacted very quickly. After so many years of life and death, he felt it immediately when there were a few more people in the room.

Not to mention the familiar smell of blood in his nose.

Feeling that there was really a military thorn in his hand, and it was still under the quilt, he stabbed a person next to the kang, and it was still in this person's body. He immediately pulled out the military thorn and rolled into the kang.

Because he also felt a strong crisis and quickly evaded it.

Sure enough, Lin Dahai's knife just before he died happened to be cut down.

It was slashed on the quilt, and Lin Dahai followed suit and fell down on the kang, lifeless.

The random stab in Wang Zhendong's dream unexpectedly hit his heart, killing him with one blow.

Behind Lin Dahai, Qian Laoer and Zhao Duoli could only vaguely see Lin Dahai's knife, slashing it. They didn't know that Lin Dahai had been stabbed and had already burped.

So the two of them also raised their knives to cooperate, and aimed at the bed and bed, one last blow after another.

However, Wang Zhendong dodged the first blow and did not stop. Instead, he stood up naked like a carp and got off the kang.

This time he did not use the military spurs, and he had already put away the military spurs. He quickly reached behind the other two people, put his two hands on the backs of the two people who were finishing the attack, and sent the two people into the space.

He was attacked at night for no reason, and his life was still wanted. He couldn't just kill him. He needed to find out where he came from.

After putting away the two people and sending the body beside the kang into the space, he turned on the light.

When I saw the blood stains on the new quilt and the tattered parts, I didn't feel any distress at all, but I felt a lingering fear.

During this period of time, he was still careless. If he hadn't had an erotic dream, no, a nightmare, in which he was frightened and struggled wildly, he would probably have been hacked to death.

No, he was hacked to death.

This is not the future, this is the Sijiu City in the early days of liberation, a place where three religions and nine streams of dragons and snakes were mixed together. We can't be so careless in the future.

He was not even alert when he was touched by someone near the bed, which really frightened him.

After taking a few deep breaths, Wang Zhendong recovered.

I immediately started to get dressed, put on my clothes, and started to pack the bedding, but it was a pity that it was wasted again.

The new ones you just took out can only be thrown into the space.

All the coverings and mats were brought into the space, and they went out to fetch water, and cleaned up the blood stains on the edge of the kang and some blood dripping on the ground.

After cleaning, they took out a new set of military quilts and military coats. There were no new quilts.

Without rushing into the space, he sent the two living ones into a scrapped tank.

The two of them couldn't get out for a while.

I had a nightmare that was like a spring dream, I was sweating all over, I was drunk and woke up from fear, and the room still smelled of blood.

So after he opened the door, he first checked everything in the small courtyard, then went to the gate and fastened it again.

I just went to the main house and thought to myself that the door latch needs to be redesigned.

I will definitely not be able to sleep for a while, so I will make a cup of tea to calm down the shock. The Jia Dongxu in this dream is really scary.

I had a dream, and I didn’t do anything to Qin Huairu, so why are you scaring me?

But it was strange. He happened to be frightened and killed someone in his dream. Suddenly, Wang Zhendong remembered what he had joked with Li Huaide during the day.

He couldn't help but laugh or cry, it was really a murder in his dream.

This Jia Dongxu is a good person!

The timing of the appearance in the dream was just perfect.

What a pity...my dream...

After making a cup of tea, Wang Zhendong smoked a cigarette before entering the space with the teapot.

He wanted to interrogate the origins of these people.

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of anyone who would kill him.

Liu Guangcheng?

Impossible. It's reasonable to say that Zhang Weiguo's father is back and wants to kill him, but it certainly won't be this way.

Who could that be?

(The next chapter will be published tomorrow at noon. I would like to ask for some support. I also want to say that this book is not a novel that revolves around those women. It is actually unreasonable to revolve around these women. They all have their own stories. In life, I can only talk about occasional interactions, and of course, I won’t lick any woman.)