Yefutidaolu

Chapter 162 Premonition, Opinion

Li Jun sighed a little.

I am getting better and better at doing things, or rather, my premonitions are becoming more and more accurate.

He could even guess this kind of thing.

Sometimes, you really have to believe in your premonitions.

But no matter what, since he knew in advance that someone would come to kill him because of this incident, he would not sit and wait for death. He had already arranged the manpower and dealt with the ghosts in advance.

You know, the real fighting power of the Ligong Gang is not these first-level laborers or something like that, but the hundreds of gods and ghosts of Cangzhou left behind by Gao Jian in the past!

Among this group of ghosts, the strongest one was once the evil infant in the third realm!

Although the evil baby has been reincarnated now, there are still many ghosts and monsters left, and there are still many in the second realm!

The ghosts turned into cold wind and whistled away!

But the killer who attacked Li Jun at the beginning immediately started moving in the alley.

Damn it, I was tricked!
This Li Jun was able to gain a foothold in the outer city, so he must have some skills...

But he won't sit still and wait for death.

Throwing away the hatchet was just a disguise. In fact, he was not good at using a knife at all.

He pulled out the dagger from his leg, the crossbow on his waist had already been strung, the blowgun was hung, and the talisman was tied to the palm of his hand.

As a killer, why would he use something as easily exposed as a hatchet?

The string was stretched, the hand raised, the trigger was pressed, and a sharp arrow flew out of the crossbow directly, with an unparalleled speed! Hurry up and run against the wall! However, this time, the sound of the arrow breaking through the wind was only halfway, and the cold light was retracted. He turned around to block it, and the arrow was knocked to the ground.

The killer's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Can't be seen or felt.

And the cold winds around...

It's a ghost.

Not only was he ambushed, but the arrow he shot was actually blocked by someone within three steps! His crossbow was a fine product. Although it was not a magic weapon, it was not a problem for him to pierce through a cultivator of one realm with one arrow.

This shows that the opponent's combat power is more than one level!
He immediately rolled over, re-stringed the arrow, and at the same time tied the talisman in his hand to the arrow, and shot another shot towards the place where the shadowy wind was the heaviest.

This series of actions took less than a breath, he was very fast.

The arrows tied to the talisman exploded! Thunder began to spread.

The talisman contains a Taoist magic, palm thunder!
You can see that the cold wind is retreating rapidly!
The nature of thunder is different according to its foundation. The Taoist Five Thunder Method has ten different types of thunder. The palm thunder at this moment is "spring thunder". Spring thunder is called the emergence of Yang energy, winter thunder is called the leakage of Yang energy, and summer thunder is called the flourishing of Yang energy. Therefore, the nature of spring thunder is the emergence of Yang energy, which carries vitality and is masculine at the same time, specifically designed to defeat evil spirits!
Sure enough, thunder exploded, and the invisible evil wind was damaged and fled immediately.

Seeing that it worked, the killer did not chase after him, but turned around, pushed the ground quickly, and retreated dozens of steps in the blink of an eye.

Now is not the time to fight to the death, there are definitely more than one opponent!
He rushed along, stepped on the walls, climbed up four floors through the gaps, passed through the twisted and intertwined buildings, and reached the roof easily like a spider.

Then he saw the carnage.

He saw that his previous companions were now surrounded.

Many trackers and laborers were holding weapons, and they were not a messy kind of weapons. Some used forks, some used spears, and some used crossbows. There were also people holding shields in the front. They did not fight with bravery, but used forks to block and used spears to pierce through the gaps in the shield formation to kill. If they could reach a long range, they would shoot arrows!

What kind of boat trackers are these?! This is a military formation!
We were told that it was just garbage from the dock? Why did this happen?! They were clearly well prepared, the intelligence was wrong!
It just lacks the power of a military formation to gather the morale of the soldiers. Obviously, these are just some crude empty frames, which are far inferior to the real military formation.

If the killers could organize a raid, they could completely rely on their own strength to break through these arrays.

Yes, but there are gods and ghosts protecting us.

Ghosts interfere with and even ambush these killers, while gods block their actions themselves.

With this kind of interference, I can’t break out by force!
Unconsciously, in this alley of twisted buildings, the surroundings actually revealed a certain killing atmosphere. For these killers fighting on their own, this seemed to be a real killing situation! These people really want to kill me here! Many people will... be in danger this time!
Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, the gun tips flashing white light, the biting atmosphere, ghosts constantly shuttling back and forth, the gods protecting him, and the strong men advancing into the alley step by step, the killer suddenly felt that he was caught in a tense moment in his life.

Yes, he was like this before, often on the edge of a knife, walking between life and death.

Although a lone killer would indeed be restrained by a group acting collectively, the killers... were not incapable of cooperating.

The low whistle sound was still coming from the ground.

The killers kept communicating through the sound of whistles and soon got rid of their original scattered situation.

They gathered together and formed a formation. Although it was not as good as a military formation, it was much better than the track trackers.

"How many people are left?" a whistle asked.

"There are 29 left. About 30% of them were killed in the process of gathering just now. Most of them were killed by ghosts. Watch out for ghosts and sprinkle talisman water on your body."

"That's enough. They can't possibly block everywhere. Where is the weakest spot?"

"To the east, on the third floor of Laundry Lane. I just saw that there was no one there, only two opera singing ghosts wandering around."

"Walk."

The killers kept communicating by blowing silent whistles.

These people have perfect understanding and cooperation, their eyes exchange, their moves are linked, their figures intertwine, and the killing net seems to have been torn open. Although compared with the hundreds of laborers, hundreds of ghosts, and dozens of gods, they are just a fly, but this fly... is very slippery.

"Keep it like that, I'll be out in a minute."

"it is good."

"quick."

"Three hundred feet to go."

"The pursuers are here, two water ghosts, twenty feet above my head."

"repel."

The well-organized killers evacuated in an orderly manner, silently and efficiently, and through the secret language of the whistle, they had a great advantage in this dark building complex.

"arrive."

"arrive."

The whistles fell silent and the killers breathed a sigh of relief.

If I leave this spider-web-like rubbish building and go outside, there will be no way these trackers and ghosts can catch me.

Just when the killers thought they were about to be safe——

"Hey, I see such a big scene here, so they are doing this? Do you need help?" Outside the laundry alley, a horse stopped, and a man in black sat on it. "Boss! These people are here to kill people!" A boatman shouted in ecstasy!
"Oh." The man nodded.

Then, the killers found that a figure suddenly appeared behind them! White light intertwined into a dense knife net, attacking them!
So fast!

The killers all collapsed in an instant!

Several killers tried their best to block the aftermath, took two steps back, and were about to retreat.

But as they retreated and their formation dispersed, they saw several sword lights taking the opportunity to attack and surrounded everyone!

How to describe this scene?
A wolf among the sheep.

The knife flashed as if following lightning, dancing like a bird, leaving only the word "stunning".

Yes, even though he was a killer and had seen many cruel scenes and was accustomed to blood, at this moment, when the bodies of his companions were flying around, his first reaction was not horror or avoidance, but "amazement".

When people first see those scenes filled with darkness, dirt, and countless splashes of blood and internal organs, they generally feel that it is very stimulating and has a sense of novelty. Some people like it, while others are very scared.

But no matter what, after seeing it too many times, it will gradually become boring.

Even if you like it, even if you are obsessed with violence, the mere pursuit of blood, internal organs and fat in the stomach no longer makes sense.

So, how can a blood-spattered scene convey a stunningly violent aesthetic? A spectacular execution? A shocking and unexpected way to kill an opponent?
The killer didn't know it at first, but now... he knows.

The long sword passed through, the sharp edges merged, a faint light flashed, chopping off the dragon and silencing the tiger.

In just a breath, there was only one person left in the alley, and he was nailed to the ground by a rusty long knife.

It was the one who attacked Li Jun first. He had the best skills and even though he was stunned, he still dodged quite a few attacks, so he survived to the end.

"Are you still alive?" the man in black said and walked over.

"Are you... Gao Jian?" The killer raised his head, with no fear, only... admiration.

Yeah, admiration.

To be able to kill someone to this extent is really, beautiful.

How did this guy practice his swordsmanship?

What realm is he in? Perhaps he can rival those generals?

"It's me." Gao Jian walked over, squatted in front of him, and said, "Who gave you the courage to assassinate me? Do you know who is behind this?"

"Take money from people and help them get rid of their misfortunes. Go ahead." The killer closed his eyes calmly.

Since disasters and sorrows can be accustomed to, then death itself can naturally be accustomed to. After experiencing too many life and death moments, one will not be too afraid of death.

Gao Jian didn't say much. He drew his knife and chopped off the head with one stroke.

He has no habit of torturing and forcing a confession. If he doesn't want to tell, then he won't tell. I'm too lazy to ask!
Cut off the opponent's head. At this time, the trackers were also rushing over.

The first to arrive were some ghosts.

Many Yinfengs could be seen shuttling through the shadows, and then transformed into human bodies. Although their bodies were corrupted and bore indelible marks of death, they still stood aside happily, calling out the honorific title they had received at the beginning: "Captain Gao! You're back? It's been over a month!"

The ghosts arrived first, followed by the gods. All of a sudden, many gods landed, transformed into divine bodies, and appeared very happy: "Captain Gao, long time no see!"

"Boss! Boss!" The trackers and laborers came hurriedly, panting.

Li Jun was among them, waving his hands and saying as if to brag: "Boss! Oh, you're here. Look at what I've done. I've done a good job, haven't I?"

"Not bad, this group of people should be the first to try to seize power by violence, right? Do you know where they came from?" Gao Jian asked.

"I don't know. We can check it later. Now we are not the same as before. We have capable people!" Li Jun naturally walked in front of the crowd, gods, and ghosts, and talked to Gao Jian.

"That's good. I don't have to watch it all the time, and nothing will go wrong, right?" Gao Jian asked happily.

"Of course, Boss, don't you trust me?!" Li Jun patted his chest and said confidently.

After saying this, Gao Jian suddenly felt that Li Jun seemed to have changed a lot.

In the past, Li Jun was always very cautious, fearing that he might offend his superiors or mistreat his subordinates. He did not think that he was a very capable person and would always discuss things with others. Especially in front of his superiors, he always looked discouraged.

But now it seems different.

He was not afraid at all now, and he very naturally took the position of leader and spoke on behalf of everyone.

Now, there are many injured trackers, laborers, and ghosts below. Although no one died due to the reasonable arrangement, the injuries still look serious. The previous Li Jun must have been in a panic, trying to contact a doctor or something.

But now, he didn't even pay attention to these things, because Gao Jian could see that someone was already helping with the treatment. The patients were being bandaged and treated, and there were obviously rules for the subsequent pensions, compensation, and medicine fees.

With such a large force, it is normal for some to die and some to get injured. Just deal with it as you should. As a leader, you must not panic or waver.

If a general loves his soldiers like his own sons, but becomes panic-stricken when he sees his soldiers killed or wounded in battle, this general is unqualified. A superior can love his soldiers like his own sons, but he must also use his soldiers like chess pieces.

Force must be used, and temporary sacrifices are for the future. As long as the decision can bring benefits to the majority of people, then a small sacrifice is acceptable and must be accepted.

Otherwise, everyone will suffer together.

Follow the cold-blooded generals and fight to the death to gain fame and wealth.

Or if you follow a general who loves his soldiers like his own sons, you won't die, but you can only be a private for the rest of your life.

The former will have more followers.

As for insisting on rushing forward and not willing to sacrifice anyone, I'm afraid only a fool like Gao Jian would do that.

Therefore, Gao Jian knew very well that he could not be a leader as he was not capable of such a broad vision and his heart was not so calm.

He is a reckless man. Although he is very smart, he is not a qualified leader and cannot take charge of a region.

But now it seems that Li Jun has such qualifications.

In a short period of time, Li Jun was able to accept the sacrifice without any fluctuation.

This... this trait is good, but if it is too strong, it will turn into a tyrant who does not care about the lives of his subordinates at all and only cares about his own goals.

But Li Jun doesn’t look like that yet, which is a good thing.

"Of course I trust you." Gao Jian smiled.

As he was speaking, an arrow fell from the sky and pierced Li Jun!

It's not over yet!
(End of this chapter)