After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

The next day, the entire capital was in an uproar.

A big fire, if it was just a big fire, it would be nothing.

The key is the color of the fire. Anyone who sees it knows that it is not an ordinary fire.

Some say it is ghost fire, some say it is heavenly fire, and some say it is karma fire.

Soon a rumor spread that the place on fire was the lair of Di Lu spies, and the old watchman in the west city saw with his own eyes a Di Lu being killed in the street while on patrol.

It was a man who single-handedly destroyed the Di Lu's lair, using a long-handled weapon.

Some people believe this rumor while others don't.

Everyone has their own reasons for believing, but the reasons for not believing are more agreeable, because Feiyuwei said some time ago that they had destroyed the Dilu's lair.

It was not until the Feiyuwei factory issued a statement that the burned place was indeed the lair of the Di Lu spies and a total of thirteen Di Lu spies were killed.

As for the reasons and process, Feiyuwei did not explain.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The topic of Di Lu's activities once again filled the streets and alleys.

"Well done."

Xu Changshou sipped his wine happily, patted Qin He's shoulder, and said excitedly: "I don't know who that good man is. If I knew, I would kowtow to him three times and call him Good Man Grandpa right now."

Qin He picked up a plate of salted beans and poured them into his bowl of noodles. He looked at him strangely and said, "I don't want a grandson like you."

"I'm just using an analogy."

Xu Changshou put down his wine glass and said, "Don't you think this story is very satisfying just to hear about it? Those eight crematorium workers who died tragically can rest in peace in their graves."

"Being addicted to killing is not a good thing." Qin He shook his head and picked up another pile of pickles.

"Why do you always manage to ruin my conversation with just one sentence?"

Xu Changshou shook his head speechlessly and said, "You have no culture, so you don't understand. There's a saying that goes, 'Every man is responsible for the fate of his country.' Do you know who said that?"

"Who?" Qin He raised his head.

"Gu everyone, I think this makes sense."

"Every man has his share of responsibilities?" Qin He tilted his head and asked, "Isn't that an insult? Old man? Young man?"

As he said this, he poured a stack of peanut sauce into the bowl of noodles.

"No, this guy is different from the one who cursed others. It's just... Never mind. You don't understand anyway. In troubled times, those who are capable should stand up, just like that brave man, a gentleman!"

Xu Changshou gave a thumbs up, then picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

Qin He looked at him suspiciously and lowered his head to lick his face.

In just a few bites, he had eaten half of the full bowl of noodles.

"let me tell you……"

Xu Changshou picked up the chopsticks and asked, "Hey, why are the plates empty?"

……

Liu Mansion.

Gantuji and Liu Changan sat opposite each other, their faces as gloomy as water.

Especially Gantuji, his eyes were red.

revenge!

The revenge came too fast and too fierce!

They had just killed all the people in the East City Crematorium when their nest was completely flattened.

The elite Bayala squad that once dominated the Liaodong battlefield was left with only himself overnight.

If he had not been the contact person, he would have been burned to ashes by now if he had not been with Liu Changan to discuss the next action plan when the incident happened.

Bayala's former pride was shattered overnight.

Gantuji felt a deep sense of shame, the shame of being the only one alive while everyone else died.

Liu Changan felt a chill in his heart.

Ominous things happened one after another.

First, Liu Cang was inexplicably burned to death in a crematorium, and then there was a series of inexplicable disappearances.

Xingnu is missing, Anbagu is missing, and the two sharp soldiers sent to investigate the matter are missing.

Finally, last night.

The nests were destroyed and burned to the ground, and no one escaped.

Liu Changan felt a deep fear in his heart.

Because he discovered a pattern: as long as it was related to the East City Crematorium, something would definitely happen.

After killing two sharp warriors, Liu Changan immediately stopped. Although he did not send back any exact information, their disappearance was enough to explain the problem.

It is almost certain that there is a peerless master hidden in the East City Crematorium.

But... just like in Amba Valley, like generals determine like soldiers.

What a fool!

Two days ago, Gantuji couldn't hold back any longer and sent someone to test him again without telling him.

It succeeded. All the people who could be killed by the corpse burning in the entire East City were killed, and they reported it to me happily.

I also found it unbelievable at the time, but I didn't think much about it and thought that the East City Crematorium was just a thing of the past.

Unexpectedly, the revenge was so fierce that the old nest was burned down to ashes along with the people.

Thirteen lives and a large amount of supplies were almost uprooted.

Liu Changan could fully imagine how angry Lord Aqina would be.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Liu Changan sighed, stroking his forehead and said, "Now that things have come to this, we should quickly ask Lord Aqina for help. We are already in a passive position. Shen Lian has returned to the capital, and I believe the Feiyu Guard will make a move soon. We can easily be attacked from both sides."

Gantuji's rare silence was considered as his approval of Liu Changan's opinion.

Not long after, a carrier pigeon flew high into the sky from Liu Mansion and flew quickly towards the north.

……

After breakfast, Qin He returned to the crematorium and counted the rewards he had received last night.

Of the thirteen corpses, nine were incomplete because they were smashed to pieces along with their weapons because they had used too much force. In addition, there was no corpse purification process, so they were judged to be "non-existent" and there was not even a shadow puppet interpretation.

After calming down, Qin He naturally felt a pang of pain.

Impulsive, impulsive, impulse is the devil.

But even so, the reward for the four corpses of Bayala elite members is still generous.