And the thin and tall mysterious killer turned a blind eye to everything that happened in front of him, as if it was a commonplace meal or a casual banquet, careless and indifferent, as if his partner had entered a place not the Zhechong Duwei Mansion, where 19 soldiers were sleeping soundly in the wooden house on duty in the garrison.

It was a slaughterhouse where fish on the chopping board and lambs to be slaughtered were gathered together, and it was like a slaughterhouse where they could do whatever they wanted and slaughter at will.

Just like a nimble and light civet cat, the mysterious killer quickly flashed into the wooden house of the garrison and closed the crack of the wooden house door that was blowing in the whistling cold wind.

Inside the wooden house of the guard tower, the nine soldiers who were curled up beside the iron pot brazier with a blazing charcoal fire and leaning against the wooden wall, soundly sleeping, were completely indifferent and acted as if nothing happened.

Then, a bloodless and brutal killing without any suspense began in this wooden house of the guard tower.

The mysterious killer with ghostly steps, swift body, quick movements, and lightning-fast moves, but if he met a soldier sleeping in a proper posture, he would use his thumb and index finger to grab and lock the soldier's throat tightly. He didn't see the critical part of the soldier's throat. This cold-blooded killer who was bloodthirsty by nature had any extra movements in his hands. All he could feel was that his two fingers were slightly tightened under a little force.

Then, a very subtle "click" sound can be heard.

The soldier's trachea and Adam's apple were easily crushed by his simple grab and lock. The soldier was awakened from his sleep at the moment of death.

However, at this moment, the only thing this unlucky guy who was struggling to death could do was to stare at the dead fish eyes that were bulging outwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, full of fear and panic, and looked at the colorful world in front of him in confusion.

The two palms that had begun to spasm were also desperately tearing at their choked throats, their completely broken Adam's apples and trachea. The mouth that wanted to warn the outside world could only make a special "hissing" sound in vain, which could only be heard when the trachea leaked air.

The limbs and body from top to bottom were also spasming and twitching unconsciously, and as the frequency of breathing from the broken trachea became faster and faster, the muscle spasms and nerve twitches that were about to fall into a state of death were also becoming slower and slower. It is estimated that in at most ten breaths of time, this soldier who died suddenly would be drowned by the strong and foul smell of his own incontinence.

As for those soldiers who were sleeping crookedly and in an improper posture, the hunting methods adopted by this ghostly figure, insidious and ruthless killer were even simpler and more rustic.

But he raised his arm lightly and swung it, like the sharp edge of a knife, the indestructible sharp palm knife, like a flash of lightning, cut across the exposed neck of the palace soldier who was still unknown whether he was dead.

With a light "click" sound...

The whole solid neck bone was cut off in one swoop under this swift blow containing strong internal strength.

Without the slightest feeling of pain, the palace soldiers who died in their sleep, the only thing left was incontinence with the sudden death.

If we compare the two methods carefully, the murderous, vicious and mysterious killer is best at, or can be called the most preferred method of killing, which is to use the method of grabbing and locking to crush the throat and trachea of ​​the soldiers.

Then, with a kind of abnormal psychology of being detached from the matter, excited and excited, without any humanity, he watched coldly as the soldiers he tortured and killed stepped into the netherworld and death purgatory full of endless darkness and infinite fear step by step in the extremely painful dying state...

...

Just when this psychopathic short and thin killer once again tortured and killed two soldiers, an unexpected situation happened quietly.

In the corner of the leeward wall near the south side of the wooden house of the guard tower, a soldier in a long coat and armor was standing by.

He was one of the two living people in the wooden house of the garrison.

The other living person was naturally the perverted killer who had just tortured and killed the eighth soldier.

The highest-ranking officer among the soldiers of the 1st squad did not wake up naturally.

The rank of the garrison soldier, who was snorting several times due to the strong stench of feces and urine in the wooden house of the garrison, suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He tilted his head and sniffed, looking at his comrades around him with a confused look. His eyes were full of doubts and puzzlement. It seemed that he was imagining and speculating that this dead bastard, was he lazy because he was afraid of the cold, but he urinated all the feces and urine that should have been urinated outside the wooden house in his crotch? !

However, when he saw the soldier in front of him, his face was filled with fear and despair, and his eyes, which were filled with fear of death, were bulging out of his eye sockets at an incredible degree.

The two palms that kept twitching were also desperately tearing at his neck and throat, and inside his mouth, it was making a hissing sound like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue...

As a dissolute soldier who had been in the army for many years, the experience and vision of this soldier sergeant were naturally experienced and broad.

At the same time as his heart sank, he already knew thatAn extremely dangerous and huge incident must have happened in the wooden house of the garrison where he was on duty.

From the miserable, despairing look of this soldier, and his dying appearance, it is not difficult to draw the general conclusion that his comrade-in-arms had been killed by the thieves!

……

He leaned against the tiny gap between the wooden wall panels and took a deep breath of cold air secretly and very slowly, temporarily suppressing the fear in his heart. After thinking for a moment, the soldier, who no longer had any hesitation, slowly closed his eyes, intending to confuse the murderer with the illusion of hysteria in his sleep.

Then, the rough men in the army silently summoned up their courage, brewing the last shout and scream to warn the enemy even if it meant risking their lives.

But...

It is quite regrettable that the last glimpse of the soldier in the palace before he closed his eyes was engraved in the depths of his memory. The mysterious figure dressed in a white hat and white clothes was also a professional killer who had been in the underworld for a long time and had experience and knowledge.

Therefore, it was destined that the soldier who was determined to fight with his life would die tragically.

Just now, he used his extremely familiar grabbing and locking techniques to kill the short and thin killer of the eighth palace soldier again. With his extraordinary six senses, he accurately detected the abnormality of the palace soldier.

He seemed to be indifferent to this, but in his two cold eyes, which were completely devoid of any humanity, a bloodthirsty, murderous, and excited abnormal expression flashed in an instant.

But he slightly tilted his body and raised his right arm. In a flash, he had already pulled out a cold and killing steel short spear from the spear bag on his back.

He didn't turn around, or look back sideways to locate the target. Just as he waved his hand and stabbed out casually, it was like a poisonous dragon entering the abyss. The fine steel short spear stabbed in, invincible and indestructible. The sharp and fascinating edge was already the best. It stabbed into the mouth of the sergeant of the palace soldiers, who had just opened his mouth to warn loudly. In an instant, it had penetrated his brain.

Almost connected, the two "puff" and "duh" sounds were made in succession, and the shouting and roaring of the sergeant of the palace soldiers, who was still sticking to his job responsibilities until his death, and wanted to make a last desperate warning at the cost of his precious life, was left in his throat.

Then, it turned into a few whimpers and wails without any life force, and along with large streams of blood foam gushing out, it remained forever in the memory of this heroic and tragic man.The captain of the government soldiers, the last deep memory...

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