Chapter 595 (1/2)

As night fell, the noisy city began to regain its quietness.

However, the countryside is as quiet as ever in the day and night. In addition, in such a cold season, although it is already spring, it will take at least half a month for the weather to be warmer. Therefore, when it is less than nine o'clock, rural people who do not have many programs have already climbed into bed early.

The abandoned brick kilns three kilometers away from liujiatun have been deserted for ten years. Few people come here. They can't get to the village before they go to the village, but they don't have shops.

However, in the past two nights, people's voices can always be heard from the brick kiln, and the light of candle lighting can be seen faintly, which adds a bit of vitality to the brick kiln which has been deserted for ten years, but it also has a bit of strange smell.

The whole brick kiln is very large. Before it started, the yellow mud bricks produced here were pulled out by five ton trucks, one truck after another. At this time, it has stopped for many years, but we can still see its glory in the past.

Although there was no fire in the caves in every corner, they could still keep warm. Some figures could be seen curling up in the corner of the wall in the dark corner to keep warm. There was no quilt on his body, just a little blanket.

At this time, no one to care about these things, three or two lying on the ground, comfortable sleep.

In the distant darkness, two figures stand on a mound. It is Chu Feng and Murong Bing who come to Kun city from Xuan city.

At the foot of the hill behind them, there were 54 people, no more or no less. The first one was two men and women with bright contrast, one with dark skin, indifferent expression and cold eyes, which gave people a feeling of climbing out of hell.

The 52 people behind them were standing still. If they could not see their breathing and undulating chest, they would think that they were puppets, standing there motionless.

Chu Feng surveyed the whole brick kiln with his left eye, clenched his fist and emerged with a murderous opportunity. He said indifferently, ”act!”

With the word Chu Feng coming out, dozens of people, led by the men and women at the beginning, quietly headed for the brick kiln in front of them, bringing out the momentum of thousands of horses galloping forward. However, this momentum was more silent and quiet, and did not bring out a bit of sound.

At the moment, they did not appreciate the hand of the four players, but the result is not the master of the game

Murong Bing nodded with approval, and then shook his head: ”wrong, it should be three. With the cooperation of red ghost and nigger, one master can be fought. For another 52 people, it is not difficult to kill two masters.”

”Although these people have no reputation in the underground world, their strength is only slightly weaker than those on the Yellow list.”

Murong Bing's words Chu Feng naturally believed, smelling speech showed a smile: ”I'm very curious, where do you come from? I'm more and more curious about your identity.”

The words ”,”

let Chu Feng choose silence directly and shake his head to look at the direction of the brick kiln. The members of the playing card are already close to the brick kiln, and they are divided into more than 20 teams with tacit understanding to attack the people who rest in the caves of the brick kiln. The killing is going on quietly.

A man who couldn't hold back opened his eyes in the dark, and suddenly smelled the smell of blood. When he was puzzled, he stood up and went out to see where the bloody smell came from. He just stepped out of the room, and suddenly a man fell from the sky and cut off his throat with a knife.

The sound did not make, the vitality was completely extinguished, the assassin quickly supported the dead, the whole person stood in front of him.

Just a little noise let the inside of the individual open their eyes, look at the door standing is their peers complain: ”Damn, and ran to the hole to pee, do not know the wind blowing in smelly?”

Later, he was too lazy to pay attention to the companion who often went out for convenience. He lay down again and prepared to go to bed. He was here all these days, and the danger did not come. He let them go to rest and sleep without even arranging people to stand guard and explore the wind.

The assassin slowly put the cold corpse on the ground, moved his body and stepped towards it. There were six people here, one of whom had been killed just now, and there were five people inside at the moment.

”Enemy”, ”enemy”

a sleepy person feels a cold attack, subconsciously opens his eyes, and sees a shining blade of cold light just passing by the throat of a sleeping companion. Subconsciously, he just wants to say a word, and the knife is inserted into his throat without a trace of whirl.