Chapter 473 I don't think it's enough, we all don't think it's enough!

"Your Excellency, why don't those brothers come down to drink? Why are you standing there? On a cold day, you can't even drink a mouthful of hot wine. Isn't it too miserable?" Liang Jinshui followed Da Chun to go to the hut to relieve his hand. When he went outside the hall, he distributed a cigarette to Dachun. After swallowing the clouds and fog beautifully, he held the cigarette and lighted the arrow towers standing on the four corners of the inner village.

"Who the mother would like to stay there, but they should be on duty tonight. Hey hey, don't worry, there are still wine and vegetables in the kitchen. When they send the whistle, they will naturally know where to find food." Da Chun also vomited a smoke ring like Liang Jinshui and drank wine contentedly. Damn, this wine is strong enough. It's not good enough. Let's go and drink it again.

" OK, my lord, please do it first." Liang Jinshui withdrew his eyes and made a gesture to Na Dachun, and a cold light flashed in his drooping eyes.

When he came to the hut, he didn't know which drunk bastard spit out dirt on the ground here, which made the two of them retreat repeatedly. Damn, unhungly, that son of a bitch?" Da Chun spit angrily, turned his eyes, looked at the corner of the wall, and went straight to the dark corner of the wall to untie his trouser belt and put up the water.

Liang Jinshui took a sip of cigarette fiercely, bounced the cigarette butt to one side, and walked slowly towards Na Dachun. He put his hands on the waist of the trousers to untie the trousers. Somehow, he had an extra needle on his right fingertips.

Da Chun didn't see Liang Jinshui coming for a long time. He was about to look back and say hello. Suddenly, he felt that his mouth was covered by a powerful hand, and then he felt that something had pierced his neck.

Under the shock, Da Chun woke up most of the wine and struggled hard, but he couldn't break away from the big hand like steel cast iron. Then, Da Chun felt that his heartbeat was like a furious bear in it. His head was filled with lead, and his breathing seemed to be breathless. It's just too much.

After patting the short needle into Na Dachun's neck, Liang Jinshui's powerful arm, which was as cold as snow, kept strangling Na Dachun. In just half a minute, Dachun's heavy body had collapsed, and there was not a trace of anger in her round eyes, and her mouth was wide open, just like that Dried fish dried on the beach.

--------------------

"It's worthy of being the poison of arrow wood. It's true that his grandmother is not covered. Liang Jinshui slowly loosened his arm, first probed his nose, touched his neck, and then explored his heartbeat. Indeed, the strong Dachun, who was as a bear, had died in just a few breaths. Even Liang Jinshui, who had been experimented with animals, was still secretly shocked at this moment. This kind of poisonous needle was indeed bloody and sealed his throat.

Soon, Liang Jinshui dragged Na Dachun to the innermost part of the corner of the wall, and then Shi Shiran untied his hand, and then slowly walked there. Back to the lively hall, at this time, I could see that the more than ten little leaders of the Eight Banners had almost drunk. Some of them had already slept to death, and the sound was endless. The other seven or eight were also crooked and laughing. Even the drunkard Enkebu was already dizzy and held a wine bowl for a long time. It just came to my mouth.

Seeing that Liang Jinshui staggered into the hall alone, Liang Yaocai just smiled faintly, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to clink glasses with Na Enkebu.

"Huh? What about that guy in Dachun? A leader who was familiar with Da Chun asked Liang Jinshui.

"Oh, Lord Da said he wanted to go to the big account, and the villain came back first." Liang Jinshui stretched out his hand and wiped his face, a little confused.

"That boy, can't he be drunk and run away with a gun?" Another leader of the Eight Banners next to him shouted loudly, causing bursts of laughter. He picked up the wine bowl in his hand again and drank it.

Liang Jinshui also sat down with a smile and accompanied the last banquet. However, the bodyguards had already seen his strange gestures. After a understanding exchange of glances, they spread among the little leaders of the Eight Banners and roared together.

In addition to the Zuoring Mansion in the inner village, and the four sentry towers with lights on, this inconspicuous small town has fallen into a dead silence. Only the occasional dog barking echoes with the lonely name of the beast in the mountain forest.

There are two people on each arrow tower, but now when they are close to their son, they have been tired for a long time. They simply took a nap while sitting on the floor of the arrow tower. No one noticed that the shadows, like the shadows that melted with the night, quickly and lightly approached the wall of the outer city.

Soon, more than a dozen dark shadows appeared under the four arrow towers. They silently and quietly stood in the dark where the lights on the arrow tower could not shine. Gradually, when it was less than one person high from the inner wall, the person standing at the top of the human ladder was as light as a spirit cat and jumped up. The backhand on the wall had fallen on the top of the wall, and he kept walking a few steps for a moment and quietly came under the arrow tower.

"Who?!" A Sentinel of Eight Banners, who had not yet fallen asleep, heard the strange sound of the stairs below him. He raised his head warily and asked. He felt that his neck was tight. It seemed that someone had strangled his neck from behind him, and he felt a slight tingling, and his consciousness gradually dissipated. And before the sleeping flag soldier next to him could react, he also suffered the same bad luck.

All the figures on the four arrow towers disappeared, but not long after, the Eight Banners sentries stood up again and seemed to be making some gestures after each other.

"The arrow tower has been fully controlled. The Eight Banners soldiers and the Eight Banners sailors all live in the inner city. Should they do it now? A man in black was covered by black, revealing only two cold eyes.

"No hurry, wait for the signal." The leader next to him shook his head and stared at the Zuo Ling Mansion not far away.

The sound gradually stopped, and the leaders of the eight flag soldiers who fell to the ground had no breath. Enkebu's hand sitting on the main seat with a wine bowl was trembling. The face full of horizontal meat, which should have been extremely ferocious, was full of shock at this moment.

The original dozen living men all collapsed on the floor at this moment, and only a few broken wine bowls were still swaying there.

"Liang, Boss Liang, what are you doing..." Enkebu finally squeezed out a smile on his face, but the twitching face made those smiles more ugly than crying.

I don't know what kind of method the bodyguards used to let their subordinates not shed a drop of blood, and those drunken subordinates didn't even say a word, and those subordinates who had just punched and scolded the mother were only let the bodyguards slapped a few times, not big. He also rolled his eyes, choked his throat and kicked his legs. In a blink of an eye, he couldn't live.

In addition to the demon method, Enkebu really can't imagine that there is any ghost that can take people's lives in such a short time without blood.

"Nothing, I just want to borrow something from you." Liang Yaocai still had a smile on his face, but there was an unparalleled ferociousness in his eyes.

"Borrow, borrow, I'll borrow whatever you want!" Enkebu's head is a little faster than a kowtow.

"Damn it, I thought I was a man when I grew up like this, but it turned out to be a stupid worm who was afraid of death." Liang Jinshui spit fiercely. He took a mouthful of saliva.

--------------------

It was night. Enkebu personally led a number of soldiers and gently knocked on the gates of each barracks. After the gates were opened, a group of people in black poured in. Soon, heavy blood and dull screams echoed in the house.

Enkebu's wine has all faded, and his crotch is wet and wet. If Liang Yaocai hadn't promised him that his last name would be safe, he would have had the courage to knock on the door of every military building.

Half an hour later, all the military buildings were open, and the dark red blood stains, under the moonlight, looked as black as oil, winding out of the doors.

"A total of 321 people, together with officers and sailors, were killed. Is there anyone else? Where is it!" Liang Jinshui stood in front of Enkebu and looked at the two-legged Enzo collar with a cold face.

"Yes, there are also some locals who have gone home at night. Uncle, spare the little one. The little one won't dare to do it again. Enzoe cried with a runny nose and a tear on his face and collapsed on the ground.

"Well, since the rest are locals, we don't have to disturb them for the time being, so as not to make a big deal. Anyway, this Lord Zuo is in our hands." Liang Yaocai wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at the sky. Is there any signal on the dock? Why haven't they arrived yet?

"It has been released. It must be slower to sail at night. Dad, I left a row of classes and gave it to you to control the inner city. The remaining two classes controlled the outer city. The second row watched the four gates of the outer city, and the third rows scattered around the city to guard. If there is anyone who dares to escape, they will be slaughtered. Liang Jinshui raised his big hand holding the blood-stained thorn, wiped the blood spots on his face, and ordered his subordinates around him. Dad, take care."

"Go ahead, don't worry, Dad can't lift the knife before he can't hold the knife. When he can't hold the gun, one class is enough. I don't believe that these corpses can become sincere and bite you." Liang Yaocai smiled at his son, and the revolver in his hand exuded a dark metallic luster.

Arozo, who stood beside Liang Yaocai, smelled the bloody smell in the inner city and recalled the horrible and depressing howl of the Eight Banners before they died. His face was extremely pale. He tried to hold the cross in his hand and asked for something from their God.

After his son's back disappeared outside the inner city gate, Liang Yaocai turned his head and saw Arozho's appearance. He couldn't help patting him on the shoulder with a smile. Boss, do you need to be afraid to be like this?

"It's so bloody, it's really cruel." Arrozo's face was extremely ugly. In fact, you can just take them to custody."

"Yes, but compared with the sins committed by these Manchurian flags on our Han people, I don't think it's enough. We all think it's not enough!" Liang Yaocai patted Arozo on the shoulder meaningfully, carried the revolver, hummed a happy tune, and swayed towards the dead Zuoling Mansion,

(to be continued)