The rustling sound was accompanied by the low moans after the killing.

A Fei was extremely familiar with this voice.

The collision of weapons and the groaning of pain were things that A Fei often experienced before. Whether the leader was Xu Heng or Wang Ningzhi, he was just an ordinary soldier. It was impossible to plan behind him and rush in front. He was the most familiar melody he was... He was very proud, because there were not many people in the Wang family's verse that were better than him.

So he is a division, a warrior, and a hunter.

He is not a fool who is so vulgar that he only knows how to wave with a machete, nor is he a timid deserter who claims to be a smart deserter. He is a hunter and good at using strategies to achieve the goal of killing.

Hunter uses traps, strategies and force to capture hunters, and at the same time, he must have a very keen touch.

At the moment when the first knife sounded outside, one scene after another flashed through A Fei's mind, including all the details of Zhang Lu sending someone to pick up Zhou Yourong:

"Don't make a noise, you guys go back first, I won't go back tonight."

"lady……"

"Tell me, let me be willful once. After tonight, I will go back after tonight."

"you……"

"That's it."

...

"I will report to Langjun as it is true, but the situation is urgent, I am afraid that Langjun will not be able to help coming here in person, then..."

...

...

This is one-sided killing.

Zhang Lu did not show any tension like Xu Zhen about the remnants of Zhou. If you really want to say that Zhang Lu was only nervous about Zhou Yourong, and he had no feelings about the rest of Zhou, so their quality and badness had nothing to do with Zhang Lu. This house on the hillside was not large, and except for everyone in Zhou, there were only a few servants who served life, and there were no guards.

Even so, Xu Heng was still a little nervous.

This was his first mission after he regained control of the Wang family, or his original refugee army. Speaking of which, as the commander, he did not need to participate in the fight in person, but in order to show his feelings, or to let Wang Ningzhi see his loyalty, he finally appeared in person.

The blade slashed by, and with the last moonlight, rubbed against the cold wind, a blood lotus bloomed in mid-air.

The familiar tremor returned to the body.

He was vaguely stunned. How long has it been since he felt?

But soon, Xu Heng realized that when a group of subordinates passed by him and rushed to the backyard, he saw the room next to him, a cluster of bamboo grew not far away. Thinking of his subordinates' report, he hesitated for a moment and walked over.

This is where the servants sleep. When they stepped into the door, they were about to check it out when a dull wind blew into their faces.

Someone!

In an instant, the years of fighting experience made him quickly turn sideways and dodge just right. Then with a bang, it should be a pottery, smashed to the ground.

The one who attacked him was a servant. Seeing that he missed a blow, he collapsed on the ground with a soft body: "Don't kill me, don't kill..."

Xu Heng waved his hand and the noisy head fell to the ground.

This was just a moment.

There were about four people in the room, huddling in the corner, staring at Xu Heng in fear, perhaps not daring to show off, hoping that Xu Heng would not see them.

"Shi Shuai!"

However, just as the servants held their breath and tried not to make any sound, a crisp voice sounded from behind them, and then a black shadow flashed, and the group of people lost their imagination forever, opened their mouths in vain, and finally fell down after a few thuds.

A Fei walked towards Xu Heng: "I am A Fei, Xu Shuai."

"Yes." Xu Heng replied faintly, and saw that the young man's face was not very good, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have we encountered resistance? Not long ago, Zhang Lu sent someone to pick up the noble daughter of Zhou and was scolded back. According to the people, it seemed that Zhang Lu was going to come here in person... I was worried-"

"Will we meet Zhang Jinjue?" Xu Heng took a breath of air conditioning, feeling a little more anxious. If A Fei said right, I'm afraid Zhang Lu's people will come again soon. Doesn't it mean that this mission will be messed up. He no longer hesitated and waved his hand and said, "Do you know the residence of the noble lady of Zhou? Take me here!"

"I know." A Fei nodded and rushed out.

Some of the people from Zhou's family had already reacted, but it was too late. They were not trained soldiers or guards, but rather a group of weak nobles. Not to mention resistance, they could not even escape and climb over the wall. Many people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy by their parents, but they did not receive sympathy. They raised their hands and fell down suddenly, and their bodies fell straight.

In front of a room inside the backyard, Ah Fei stopped, looked around, drove away the others who rushed over, and then said to Xu Heng: "What I heard from the mouths of those servants should be here."

As he said that, he kicked the door open.

The two of them hurriedly walked in and looked around, but they did not find anyone there. Instead, the bed was covered with curtains and could not see clearly what was inside.

Xu Heng shook his long sword and tore a big mouth into the curtain. However, his strength did not retract, but instead followed the inertia and slammed on the quilt.

The soft, long knife was bounced up.

Xu Heng's face changed: "No, she ran away!"

"Xu Shuai, please take someone to clear the market. I am familiar with the surroundings. I will search... She can't run far." A Fei said, and when he saw Xu Heng nodding and responding, he immediately turned around and ran outside.

A Fei was not sure whether there was another exit in this house, nor did he know. Obviously, even if the noble lady of Zhou knew about it, she would not tell others, so A Fei could only run out of the door and searched around the house carefully. Finally, he saw footprints outside a wall in the backyard.

There is a lot of dew, so it is a very obvious footprint.

After finding the right direction, A Fei rushed out directly, but he didn't run far away. There was a loud bang from the house behind him, and a big fire broke out... It should be almost the killing.

At this time, there was a slight illumination in the sky, which did not play much lighting role, but for A Fei who was pursuing, he saw a woman in that trance.

A woman, wearing a long skirt, obviously cannot escape a man.

Or, a hunter.

A Feicao stood up, his steps were clever and his goals were clear, like a hunting dog hidden in the dark, sweeping through the jungle quickly, as if he was integrated into the wind.

"Ah...Woooo!"

The moment he approached the woman, A Fei rushed over, blocked the woman's mouth hard, pressed her under him, rolled gently, and the two of them got into the grass.

The woman wanted to struggle, but was imprisoned and wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound.

A Fei tried his best to control her, and with a little force, he filled a few blood marks on the woman's face.

But he didn't dare to speak out.

Through the gaps in the grass, eyes passed by, and not far away, a group of people were rushing to the road.

Target - the old house on the mountainside.
Chapter completed!