Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

At the alley entrance not far away, two heads peeked furtively out from the base of the wall.

Wang Gang and Xiao Wang squatted behind a pile of abandoned bricks, their eyes fixed on the direction of the dye house.

The burst of gunfire just now almost scared the two men out of their wits. They had been assigned by Qin Ming to work as sanitation workers to slack off, but they never expected to encounter this.

"Uncle..."

Xiao Wang lowered his voice, his lips trembling, "Should we...should we go over and take a look?"

Wang Gang glared at him, looking at him as if he were a fool.

"What are we doing going there now? Are we just going to get ourselves killed?"

He shrank closer to the wall, hiding himself more completely: "Didn't you hear that gunshot just now? Rat-a-tat-tat! We were just carrying two beat-up pistols, rushing over there to be target practice?"

Xiao Wang swallowed hard, thinking that his uncle made sense.

"But... what if those enemy agents escape..."

"Let them run away then."

Wang Gang waved his hand dismissively, "With that guy around, do you think they can escape?"

He gestured toward the dye house and said in a low voice, "Think about it, those corpses we saw before we came here, seventeen or eighteen of them, all dead, and they died so cleanly and neatly."

Who did that? It was that guy who's inside right now. Why did you rush over there? To steal his kill?

Xiao Wang was stunned.

Stealing kills?

Fighting with evil spirits?

That's like having a death wish.

"My uncle is brilliant."

Xiao Wang gave a heartfelt thumbs up.

Wang Gang stroked his non-existent beard with a smug look, but quickly straightened his face again: "Also, refer to your job title during work hours."

Xiao Wang: "..."

Looking at Wang Gang's serious face, I silently complained to myself:

I was just calling him "Uncle" a moment ago, and now you want me to address him by his title?

But he dared not say it.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Xiao Wang nodded obediently.

Wang Gang grunted in satisfaction and continued to peer into the direction of the dye house.

The gunfire has stopped.

It was quiet over there, not a sound at all.

But the more this happened, the more panicked Wang Gang became.

What exactly is that man doing in there?

Kill the enemy?

still is……

Thinking back to the corpses I had just seen, each one had died a horrible death, some hacked and slashed, some with several bloody holes in their bodies.

That scene was no more frightening than those in the courtyard at No. 95.

If that guy gets carried away and kills them all...

Wang Gang shuddered, not daring to think any further.

"that……"

Xiao Wang spoke up again, "Wang, are we just going to wait here like this?"

Wang Gang thought for a moment and said:

"Go report to Captain Qin and the others first. I'll stay here and keep watch."

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment:

"Should I go alone?"

"What? Scared?"

"no……"

Xiao Wang scratched his head, "I was worried it wouldn't be safe for you to be here alone. What if that evil spirit came out and hurt you too..."

The words were not finished, but the meaning was already very clear.

Wang Gang glared at him:

"You little brat, are you cursing me?"

He paused, then sighed:

"I'm staying here to keep an eye on things, so that if those enemy agents escape, we'll know which direction to chase them in."

You're going to deliver the message, to call for reinforcements. We have a clear division of labor, understand?

Xiao Wang nodded, but then asked:

"But Wang, didn't you say you wouldn't rush in and get yourself killed? Then what's the point of you staying here?"

Wang Gang was speechless at his question.

"I...I'm...this is strategic observation, you understand?"

Xiao Wang blinked:

"Strategic observation?"

"right!"

Wang Gang became more and more convinced of his point as he spoke, "It's about observing the enemy's movements from a safe distance to provide intelligence support for subsequent operations. That's a high-level military tactic."

Xiao Wang suddenly realized:

"Oh... just watching from afar, doing absolutely nothing?"

Wang Gang: "..."

He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch someone:

"You little brat, if you say another word, I'll send you off to deliver the message alone, and then you'll stay here and guard it by yourself."

Xiao Wang immediately shut up.

He stood up, dusted himself off, and peered out of the alley.

"Then...then I'll go?"

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Wang Gang waved his hand, "Be careful on the road, don't bump into anything you shouldn't."

Xiao Wang nodded, crouched down, and slipped out along the wall.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared at the end of the alley.

Wang Gang watched his retreating figure and shook his head.

They're such a worry!

He wouldn't bother with that brat if he weren't his own cousin.

But then again, it's good to let him go and deliver the message.

At least we're out of that dangerous area.

If that guy really goes berserk and starts hacking at anyone he sees...

That would only cut yourself.

Wang Gang dared not think any further.

He shrank behind the brick pile, hiding himself completely, leaving only his eyes showing as he stared intently in the direction of the dye house.

Over there, it remained quiet.

There was no movement.

No one came out.

Wang Gang felt increasingly panicked.

What exactly is that man doing in there?

Have you finished killing them?

Will it come out?

Which way do we go after we get out?

Will I see myself?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt that the pile of bricks was not high or thick enough to hide him.

He wanted to run away.

But I dare not run.

What if that guy happens to come out and sees me running away, then throws an axe at me...

Wang Gang shuddered.

Let's keep it hidden.

It's safer to stay away.

They huddled behind the brick pile, too afraid to move.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the dye house.

Silently praying in my heart:

Dear evil spirit, please have mercy, kill and leave, don't look this way.

I'm just a nobody, a temporary latrine cleaner, not worth your time.

Please, have mercy on me...

As he prayed, Wang Gang suddenly remembered something.

Could that gunshot just now have been that guy killing enemy agents?

If so, then they should all be killed by now, right?

They should have left after killing them all, right?

If he leaves, can I go and take a look?

Wang Gang hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to move.

hold on.

hold on.

We'll talk about it when Xiao Wang brings Qin Ming and the others back.

Many hands make light work.

At that moment, a ghostly figure carrying an axe walked out of the dye house.

Wang Gang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he curled up into a ball, holding his breath and not daring to move.

The ghostly figure drew closer and closer.

Nearly.

closer.

Wang Gang's heart almost stopped beating.

Then, the shadow turned its head and glanced in his direction.

That glance was casual, like a random sweep of the eye.

But Wang Gang felt that he had been seen through.

He saw right through me.

The shadow withdrew its gaze and continued walking forward.

They slowly disappeared at the end of the alley.

Wang Gang slumped behind the brick pile, panting heavily.

My back was soaked with cold sweat.

It took him a long time to come to his senses.

He peeked out and glanced in the direction of the dye house.

Over there, it remained quiet.

But he knew there was no one left inside.

Those enemy agents are probably all dead.

The person who killed them had just walked past him.

She glanced at him again.

Wang Gang took a deep breath, stood up, dusted himself off, and glanced at the end of the alley where the ghostly figure had disappeared.

Then, he turned to look at the dye house.

His eyes were filled with fear.

"Sir, why do I feel like I know him? Who is he?"

He was too scared to see Lin Tian's face clearly.

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