Stay away from beasts in the world of Siheyuan

Plans are not as fast as changes. Since Xu Changping took those things, he didn't plan to report this group of people in person.

After closing the door, Xu Changping was not in a hurry to leave. He went to the system mall and spent points to print out an address and a report letter. After writing "Xu Jianan" on the envelope, he got on the electric skateboard and left.

This matter was of such serious importance that Xu Changping did not dare to alert the nearby police station. He rode his electric scooter like an arrow shot from a bow and sped towards the direction of the ninth place.

The night sky is like a huge piece of black velvet, dotted with countless twinkling stars, like dazzling gems inlaid in it.

The streets of the old city were dark and silent, without a single ray of light.

Xu Changping shuttled back and forth between the streets and alleys of the old city at an extremely fast speed. His figure was like a ghost, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch him.

When he approached the ninth gate, under the cover of night, he waved his right hand and a white envelope flew out of his hand like lightning.

The envelope was like a sharp sword that had been shot from a bow. It drew a graceful arc in the air and then was firmly embedded in the sturdy wooden door frame of the duty room behind the gate.

The young soldier at the gate was staring intently ahead. He was startled by the sudden sound of breaking air. Without even turning back to check, he stepped forward without hesitation and rushed out of the gate at lightning speed.

Unfortunately, his reaction was still a little slow, and when he rushed out, there were only empty streets left.

Xu Changping had already adjusted the speed of the electric skateboard to the maximum, and he did not pause at all when throwing the envelope. In a short while, he completely disappeared in the intricate streets.

The young soldier searched at the door for a long time without giving up, but found no clues. In desperation, he had to slowly return to the gate with regret in his heart.

Just as he stepped into the gate and wanted to find out what the object that made the loud noise was, a tall and stern figure quietly appeared where he had been standing.

The little soldier looked closely and turned pale with fear, secretly complaining in his heart. It turned out that the person standing there was their extremely strict squad leader - the terrifying "black-faced god"!

Facing the squad leader's sharp gaze, the young soldier stammered and explained: "Squad leader... just now... just now an unidentified object was thrown in from outside the door, so I hurried out to check the situation."

As he spoke, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his hands were clenched into fists nervously.

I wouldn't think I would be punished. It was unlucky of me to fall into the hands of the Black-Faced God.

I don't know which bastard actually caused him to be caught and escape from his post by the dreaded black-faced squad leader.

If one day he could find out who this guy is, he would definitely be in big trouble and experience the consequences of his actions!

At this time, the Black-Faced God frowned and asked in a serious tone, "What unidentified object?"

The little soldier pointed to the top of the door frame behind the black-faced god and said, "That's it."

Looking in the direction the little soldier pointed, I saw a white object embedded in the door frame.

When the Black-Faced God saw this, his heart tightened and he slowly moved forward, taking very light steps as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

When he got closer, he saw something that looked like a piece of paper. He reached out carefully and took down the thing that was embedded in the door frame.

When he saw the object in his hand clearly, the Black-Faced God couldn't help but widen his eyes, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he shouted: "This is... an envelope!"

That’s right, what was lying quietly in his palm was just an ordinary envelope, but it looked so different - it could actually be firmly inserted into the solid wooden door frame!

After discovering that the recipient's name was Xu Jianan, the Black-Faced God's heart skipped a beat. He knew that this matter was of great importance and did not dare to delay at all: "You stay here and guard the gate. I will present this letter to the leader immediately."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and walked quickly towards the dormitory behind the office building.

Anyone who can possess such skill to force an envelope into wood is definitely not an ordinary person.

Moreover, the other party chose to deliver it in the dead of night, so there must be something important in it.

Thinking of this, even though the Black-Faced God felt a little uneasy, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and raise his hand to knock on the door of the leader's room.

After Xu Jianan opened the door, he was somewhat surprised to see the envelope handed to him by the Black-Faced God.

After hearing the origin of the envelope from him, he carefully tore open the envelope and slowly unfolded the letter paper. When he read the mysterious letter of complaint word by word, his originally calm face was instantly replaced by solemnity.

"Emergency assembly immediately! There are spies!" Xu Jianan's low and serious voice broke the silence around them.

Xu Jianan would not easily believe any letters from outside, but this letter was different. As soon as he took it in his hand, he knew it was from Xu Changping.

Last time, Xu Changping personally delivered a letter of denunciation to him. The material of the letter paper and the handwriting in the letter were exactly the same as the one he was holding in his hand.

Although he didn't know why he sent the letter of complaint in this way, Xu Jianan still believed that he was not a man of mischievous personality.

As soon as Xu Jianan finished speaking, the "Black-Faced God" stood up straight, saluted him with a standard military salute, then turned around without hesitation and strode towards the single dormitory.

At this time, the moonlight fell on the ground like water, reflecting the figure of the black-faced god running fast.

After a while, he arrived in front of the single dormitory, and a short and powerful whistle broke the silence of the night sky.

A group of neatly dressed and well-trained soldiers filed out of their respective rooms and formed into a team quickly and orderly.

Just when the Black-Faced God had just finished organizing the team, Xu Jianan had already come to his side, neatly dressed.

Under the moonlight, Xu Jianan looked at the assembled team and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the Black-Faced God, saying in a deep voice, "This is the address."

Xu Jianan copied the note while changing his clothes. As for Xu Changping's letter, he had copied it again and burned the original.

The Black-Faced God took the note solemnly, glanced at the words on it in the faint moonlight, and then carefully put the note into his arms.

Then, without any hesitation, he waved his hand and led everyone like ghosts, moving silently towards the target location under the cover of night.

Although the night could provide them with protection, the sound could also be transmitted far away. In order to ensure that the action would not be detected by the enemy, they chose a more secretive forced march.

Along the way, everyone remained highly alert and walked through the streets and alleys as fast as the wind.

When they arrived at the destination, the Black-Faced God raised his hand to signal the team to stop, and then made a tight encirclement gesture with his hand.

The soldiers who received the order immediately dispersed and moved towards the target building like an invisible net.

After completing the deployment, everyone lay quietly in the dark, holding their breath and waiting for Xu Jianan's further instructions.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense, the air seemed to have frozen, only the occasional gusts of wind were still whistling wildly.