Zhang Yong followed the team.

He doesn't have to worry about the charge into battle. He's responsible for the aftermath.

He had told Lao Cao in advance how many people were inside, where they were, and what weapons they had.

Lao Cao is the best at fighting. He is eager to fight.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

"Snapped!"

Various chaotic gunshots.

Thomson is from Zhang Yong's side, and the shell gun is from the enemy's side.

Several white dots fell down, but there were no less blue dots. This is a good thing. It shows that Lao Cao's combat deployment is effective.

"Put the gun down!"

"Put the gun down!"

I heard someone shouting inside.

Then there was no more gunfire.

Then, all the white spots, no more weapon marks.

Haha. Easier than imagined.

I guess the other party didn't expect that he would take such strong measures.

Hit the door directly and attack with heavy firepower.

If you resist, you will die.

The only regret is that the red dot has disappeared.

Even the only spy was killed. It was impossible to get information from him.

But it doesn't matter. Everyone must die.

It is impossible for everyone on this line to survive. The only luxury they can wish for is to die quickly.

Walk in slowly.

"Lu Keming, count the casualties."

"Reporting to the commissioner, we have no casualties. We killed seven enemies and captured seven alive."

"Are you sure we have no casualties?"

"No."

"good."

Zhang Yong was relieved.

It is a good thing that there are no casualties. It means that the opponent has little fighting power.

Also, a ruined warlord...

These people now only make trouble, secretly connect with each other, and create momentum.

I saw a little old man being pulled out.

The person with runny nose all over his body was forcibly dragged away while taking Fu Shou ointment.

"Wei Juli?"

Zhang Yong came to the little old man.

As a result, the little old man kept twitching his nose and had no intention of talking at all.

puff!

Zhang Yong went up and kicked him.

If you don't learn well and just take Fushou ointment, your whole person will be ruined.

The little old man was kicked to the ground hard.

However, he was still trembling all over and his hands and feet were not under control at all.

"is it him?"

"Yes. He is Wei Juli."

"Tie them up."

"yes."

"Gag your mouth."

"yes."

Lu Keming and others took action immediately.

Zhang Yong looked to the side and found nothing unusual, so he went in.

I immediately smelled the Fu Shou ointment.

Frown. Disgust.

Exit.

Standing at the outer door, looking at the kang bed inside.

There is a mess on it, with all kinds of tools for sucking Fu Shou ointment. It makes me sad to see these junk.

Behind the kang bed, I found some women's underwear.

Some are complete and some are torn into pieces. But it is impossible to determine who the owner is.

"Shangguan Qing."

"arrive."

"Burned."

"yes."

Zhang Yong turned around angrily.

A fire broke out behind me. The fire grew stronger and stronger.

There was a nauseating smell of smoke in the air.

"Shangguan!"

"arrive!"

"Stay away."

"yes."

Shangguan Qing hurriedly led people to evacuate.

Otherwise, it is equivalent to indirectly smoking.

"Made..."

Zhang Yong made no secret of swearing.

When I came to the little old man again, I found that he had runny nose and tears. He couldn't even open his eyes.

It was all caused by the Fu Shou ointment. He was already terminally ill and there was no hope of help.

Snapped!

A slap in the face.

Finally, Wei Juli seemed to wake up a little after being beaten.

Pull the rag out of your mouth.

"Who are you? How dare you..."

"I'm Zhang Yong. I'm here to investigate the murder of a female student. Don't say you don't know."

"What does it have to do with you? Who do you think you are..."

"Snapped!"

Got another slap.

Who am I?

I'm your father!

Wait! You said it wrong. I don’t want such a useless son!

Snapped!

Another slap passed by.

This time, Wei Juli was completely woken up.

He suddenly laughed ferociously.

A very weird feeling.

It was obvious that he was about to die, but he could still laugh.

"You are Zhang Yong?"
To be continued...