Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

After Zhou Leng explained his views in the meeting hall, no one in the village mentioned the issue of recruiting again, and everyone thought that the matter had come to nothing. But sometimes, if prosperity blinds people, how can they see the future clearly?

Sometimes a problem cannot be solved. If the person who raised the problem is solved, then the problem will no longer exist in front of the world.

A month later.

At midnight, everything is quiet.

Whoosh.

Whizzing.

Zhou Leng and Yao Qing opened their eyes almost at the same time.

Yao Qing did not stand up, but quickly rolled over and groped for the mechanism in the dark to open the entrance to the cellar. He whispered, "Yirong, come to me, I'll lift the board."

Zhou Leng also rolled to the ground.

bang bang.

An arrow shot onto the bed. In the darkness, an arrow pierced Yao Qing's back, and Zhou Leng grabbed it. She ignored the pain in her palm and quickly jumped into the cellar, followed by Yao Qing.

About a quarter of an hour passed before the sound died down.

The couple had already put on the clothes and rattan armor prepared in the cellar. Yao Qing held a broadsword and Zhou Leng held a waist knife.

Yao Qing said, "My wife, we need to find Brother Qiushi on the top of the mountain. He said a few days ago that there might be changes. You must follow me closely."

"Don't worry, sir. Yirong has the ability to protect himself."

The two men came out of the cellar and walked towards the door silently, one after the other. In the moonlight, they could just barely see the mess inside the house.

Crunch.

Before they reached the door, they heard the sound of it being opened a little bit.

Yao Qing looked solemn, he was afraid that he could not protect his clothes. But he had no time to think about it, he stepped forward quickly, stabbed one man to death, and blocked the other man's knife. At this moment, a knife stabbed into the other man's heart from behind Yao Qing.

Zhou Leng said in a deep voice: "Go quickly."

After the two went out, they encountered four or five more people. Zhou Leng, the old man, used Yao Qing as a shield and hid behind him to attack. Except for the first two people who were killed by Yao Qing, the rest of the people died at the hands of Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng heard the footsteps of about ten people running from a distance. She pulled Yao Qing around to the back of the house, killed two more thieves, and then ran straight to the top of the mountain.

Lin Qiushi and his wife also suffered such treatment, but Lin Qiushi had stayed in the mountain stronghold the longest and was a man of deep thoughts, so he had several trusted people who took precautions and killed all the invaders.

When Zhou Leng and the others arrived, they happened to see Lin Qiushi leading people out of the hospital.

As soon as both sides met, they knew each other's situation and experience.

Lin Qiushi looked at Yao Qing, who was covered in blood, and Zhou Leng, who was following behind him with a knife. He said directly, "Go find the village chief and see if he is in danger."

Yao Qing clenched the knife in his hand and said through gritted teeth: "Let's go, I will go with my brother to protect the chieftain."

The fire on the top of the mountain never seemed to stop.

A dozen people in the village chief's courtyard were already waiting for these people with knives in their hands, because the chief Jiang Liuxing, who had failed in his attack on Yao Qing, had reported back.

Whizzing.

Several sharp arrows shot out from the courtyard of the head of the stronghold and headed straight for Yao Qing. Several of Jiang Liuxing's elite men were killed in Zhou Leng's sneak attack, but in the eyes of the other side, those people died at the hands of Yao Qing. At this moment, Jiang Liuxing wanted to kill him first.

Yao Qing swung his sword to cut off three arrows, and Zhou Leng cut off the remaining two. The couple cooperated well.

Zhou Leng bent down and quickly picked up one of the arrows. It was too dark in her own yard just now and she couldn't see clearly. Now with the light of the fire, she could see clearly. Isn't this the same arrow that pierced through the original body? It was a vicious arrow with a barb and the word "Zong" engraved on it. She raised her head and looked towards the courtyard of the chief of the village with a cold gaze.

It was just a group fight among twenty or so people, but there was a murderous atmosphere spreading.

Lin Qiushi led his men to quickly approach, which would make the opponent's long-range attack lose its advantage. The sound of swords clashing was mixed with noisy voices.

Zhou Leng said from behind Yao Qing: "Sir, go meet Jiang Liuxing."

"it is good."

Yao Qing soon started fighting with Jiang Liuxing. Because there were so many people here, Zhou Leng instinctively concealed her weakness. She only needed to protect Yao Qing and find the murderer and kill him.

Zhou Leng looked at the arrows in the bamboo basket behind Jiang Liuxing. Wow, it was this bitch who killed the original body. She was standing behind Yao Qing like a poisonous snake, staring at her prey, waiting for the fatal blow.

five minutes later.

puff.

The dagger pierced Jiang Liuxing's heart. He finally set his sights on Yirong behind Yao Qing and said only one sentence: "It's you!" Then he died.

Yao Qing shouted loudly: "Captain Jiang is dead! Why are you still resisting!"

The sound was so deafening that many people stood still, hesitating with knives in their hands.

Han Shaoyong shouted from behind the crowd:

"Yao Qing, you are an ungrateful thief. Have you forgotten who took you in and gave you a wife? If you can do this to me now, you can do this to others in the future."

Yao Qing replied loudly:

"You have been using me and plotting against me from the beginning. I respected you for saving me from danger and never resisted you. But now you want to kill my husband and me. If I raise my knife to resist, am I being ungrateful?"

Zhou Leng picked up Jiang Liuxing's bow and arrow.

Han Shaoyong sneered and said loudly:

"I have been so kind to you and your wife, letting you settle down in the village and arranging your wedding, but you actually want to join forces with Lin Qiushi to seize my position as the chief of the village. You have such mean intentions, how can I not take the initiative?"

Lin Qiushi couldn't help but shout:

"You are talking nonsense. When did my brother Yao Qing and I try to seize your position? We are just dissatisfied with your strategy of recruiting you. You want to kill us as soon as possible because we cannot be puppets in your hands! When have you ever taken the lives of our brothers in this village seriously?"

Whoosh.

An arrow pierced through the rattan armor and pierced Han Shaoyong's heart.

Zhou Leng put down his bow and arrow and hid behind Yao Qing, sticking closely to the other's side as if he was afraid.

The revenge of the original body was taken, the person who ordered it and the person who operated it all died in his own hands. Yirong's soul mark was hot, with pleasure and sadness.

Everyone looked around, and only a few people turned their eyes to Zhou Leng.

Yao Qing couldn't help but tremble as he clenched Zhou Leng's hand with his left hand. He suddenly clasped his fists and saluted, saying loudly: "Brother Qiushi, please take over the position of the chief of the village and lead the brothers of Sanyuan Village to live a stable life."

After everyone looked at each other, they shouted in unison: "Brother Qiushi, please take over the position of the chief."

Lin Qiushi looked deeply at Yao Qing and Zhou Leng, then turned his gaze to the surviving confidants of Han Shaoyong. He said loudly, "You are all brothers in the village. Now that the chief is dead, don't resist stubbornly. I won't kill you. From now on, you will be under the supervision of Chief Yao."

Those people dropped their knives, bowed and saluted to the new village leader, and then walked behind Yao Qing.

Lin Qiushi said to his men, “Take away all the bodies and bury them properly. Since Village Chief Han is dead, let his family go down the mountain and live next to Village Chief Lu’s family so they can take care of each other.”

Zhou Leng turned his head to look at the window of the village chief. It was the village chief's wife who was staring at him viciously. Zhou Leng smiled back.