Chapter 27: Night Visit to the Gou Family's Mansion

  Fell into the yard, the snow underfoot made a faint sound, like a lynx crouching on the ground, relying on feeling to sense the surrounding movement, fortunately, nothing was startled.

  Look around, the whole big yard is dark and gloomy, only a few places are lit up, and no one is seen patrolling around. The outside is tight but the inside is loose, it's just a show to scare people off. I reckon the Gu family wouldn't even dream of someone daring to sneak in, which works out perfectly for us!

  A room not far from me was lit up, go and take a look first. My spiritual awareness expanded, everything around me reacted clearly in my mind, at this time, even if a cat ran past in front of me, I would notice it.

  Sneaking up to the house, it's a two-room layout, with a living room outside and a bedroom inside. The living room is dimly lit, while the bedroom is brightly lit. I quietly slip in and peek through the door, haha! What a coincidence!

  What a coincidence, on the big kang in this house, the one lying there is none other than Ge Sanpao, who is disliked by everyone and every dog, not loved by his grandma or uncle. Maybe it's too hot in the room, this kid is bare-chested, with thick gauze wrapped around his ribcage. It seems that the half-rib bone broken by Hu Zi's punch hasn't healed yet. How could it be so fast? As the saying goes, "hurt tendons and bones for a hundred days". This refers to normal physical conditions, but this kid's plastic physique would take at least two hundred days. However, after taking care of him for so many days, his complexion has improved a lot, not like the dead man's color that day.

  A twenty-year-old girl dressed as a maid held a towel and tea in front of her, serving him. This young man was half-leaning on the bed, staring at the wall, thinking about something, suddenly raised his hand to call the maid over, and the maid thought he wanted to wipe his sweat or something, so she quickly handed over the towel.

  Who would have thought that this little scoundrel would stick his hand into the girl's collar, pinching and squeezing her **, and from the silhouette, the girl's body was shaking with pain, but she didn't dare to shout or call out, nor did she dare to move. Looking at it, it seemed like she had been bullied by this little scoundrel many times before, and now she could only softly plead, "Young master, spare me, what if others see me?"

  "Little one, stop pretending in front of the young master! You're not as innocent as you seem! If the young master wasn't still recovering from his injuries, he would have come after you already!" As she spoke, her hands moved more forcefully, her teeth clenched and her face twisted into a vicious expression. This little scoundrel was so badly injured, yet he still couldn't help but indulge in lustful thoughts - truly despicable! I was just about to intervene when the young master spoke up again, "Spare him for now, but be careful serving me. If I'm not pleased one day, I'll sell you off to a brothel! Go and fetch Er Baozi and Xiao Kou, it's been days since they went out to gather information, and still no news has come back!" The young master's pent-up anger was finally released, and he bellowed at the maid, "Hurry up, you dead girl!"

  The girl's face was covered with shameful tears, and she hastily escaped as if she had been pardoned. I didn't rush to take action, but instead waited to see what he wanted to investigate. Intuitively, I realized that this matter must be related to me! I lightly jumped up and hid on the beam, quietly waiting for their arrival.

  Before long, footsteps came from outside, and two men carrying shotguns and dressed in rough attire hastily pushed open the door and entered. "Young master, what's going on? You urgently called for us?" one of them asked, his mouth slightly crooked. "What's going on? It's been so many days since that thing happened, and you still haven't found out where those kids are hiding. A bunch of useless people! What's the point of young master keeping you all if you can't even handle such a small matter?" This guy was scolding and cursing, and it seemed he was searching for someone outside with all his might.

  "Young master, it's not that we didn't try our best, the brothers have also been searching everywhere, but there's no news, we're anxious too! We're in a hurry to avenge you!" The two young men flattered and explained. "What's the use of being anxious? If I find out who they are, I'll destroy their entire village! That's right, if you find out, say that village is an anti-Japanese league hideout, let the Imperial Army go and sweep it away, when the time comes, you follow along, bring those few little girls back to me, don't let the Japanese see them, the Japanese are also people who can't move their legs when they see women!"

  This little brat spoke with a fierce glint in his eyes, what a vicious and ruthless kid! How could he come up with such a sinister plan? He couldn't be allowed to live in this world. The door opened, and the cold light of the war knife flashed. The two thugs reacted quickly, but their knives weren't as fast as Tang Shao's. As soon as they touched the gun holster, they were killed instantly, their throats slit, and they fell to the ground. One knife ended it all. Just as Zhang San was about to shout, the icy, sharp blade of the war knife, stained with fresh blood and gleaming with a cold light, pressed against his mouth. All the words he wanted to say were swallowed back down his throat.

  I gazed at him coldly, this little guy had a look of panic and cunning on his face, his eyes rolling around wildly, obviously plotting something. Ah, with such good psychological quality, even at this critical moment, he still didn't forget to scheme. This was a sinister and venomous snake, I couldn't let him live any longer. The knife tip moved down, pressing against his throat.

  "How many people are there in the guard yard? How many shifts do they have? What kind of guns do they carry? Do they come to the backyard for patrol?" I asked in a low voice. This kid is quite cooperative, after all, his life is in my hands, it seems that weapons are more persuasive!

  "Good fellow! If there's something to say, let's talk it out. No grudges from the past, no enemies in the present. If I've wronged you in any way, speak up and we'll settle it. Want money? I'll give you money. Want a gun? I'll give you a gun!" This scum still thinks he can play hero with his gangster talk, thinking we're just common thieves, but little does he know we're the harbingers of doom! We specialize in taking care of trash like you!

  "Answer me!" I commanded again, my voice even colder. The young man had no choice but to spill everything he knew. There were thirty guards armed with rifles in the front yard, while the rest were equipped with cold weapons and had no access to the back yard. Apparently, this was a rule set by his father, who feared that with too many women in the back yard, scandals would erupt. I suspected that the old man was worried about being cuckolded.

  He also told me that his father was not at home today, having gone to New Jing in the evening. Five Japanese guests had arrived, consisting of members of the Kempeitai and a Japanese trading company. They were entertained in the main house with wine, served by two maidservants, and accompanied by Japanese men.

  It seemed that as long as there was no commotion in the back yard, the guards at the front would not intervene. If we were going to take action, it had to be decisive!

  I pulled off the muffler, "Take a look at who I am? Aren't you looking for me?" This kid saw it, like seeing a ghost in broad daylight, raised his hand to point at me, mouth wide open, lips trembling, and couldn't say a word, probably with a blank mind at that time!

  The sword flashed again, and this time it was the little brat's head that was chopped off. A whole catty of blood splattered onto the white wall, turning it bright red. Better be a good person in your next life! No need to hesitate with people like him; when taking action, one must be ruthless - that's what being a man is all about! After searching the house, they found quite a haul: over twenty gold bars and dozens of silver dollars. Rich people are indeed different; they carry so much wealth on them. You'd think they'd be afraid of losing some of it, but no such luck! Too bad you won't get to spend it now that you're dead! This is starting to look like the work of a murderous bandit... Not at all! This is the killing of a traitor and the seizure of ill-gotten gains! Ill-gotten wealth flows like water; anyone can take it, and whoever sees it gets a share!

  Take a sheet, put the gold bars and the big ocean and those two shotguns in it, tie them up tightly on your body, try it out, when you jump, there's not a single sound. This is basic common sense. You say, carrying so many things, running around "clattering" loudly, making noise from far away, what else can you do? It's strange if you're not shot into a beehive in an instant!

  Leaving a name, this is also our maiden work, stained with some fresh blood on the snow-white wall, leaving a large palm print next to it, with several big characters "Blood Hand Gang", white wall and red blood, shocking at first sight, giving people an absolute sensory stimulation, guaranteed to have nightmares after seeing it, that's exactly what we want, Blood Hand Gang seeking revenge, seeking the lives of devils, traitors, and national scum!

  Covering the upper house door, running hastily to the Japanese who drank in that house, still a distance away, I heard the sound of women's painful crying coming from inside the house. In the quiet and vast courtyard, it was exceptionally clear, and it seemed even more lonely and helpless. It must be that the little devils have done something bad. Hurriedly running forward, through the window, I saw a scene of brutality being acted out. As soon as I saw it, my liver and gallbladder were torn apart, anger rising to my head. You beasts! Today, if I don't chop you into pieces, Tang Qiuli will be ashamed to be Chinese! Lifting my foot to kick open the door, with a fierce intent, anger in my chest, knife in hand, rushing towards those Japanese to kill them...

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