Six Hundred and Eleven Dead Is the Safest

Han Qixiu noticed that the surnames on these tombstones were all Song surnames. Obviously, this barren mountain was the grave of a certain family, and there was a new tomb that had recently moved in.

Because the offerings in front of one of the tombs still look fresh, it will never be three days.

Seriously glanced at the top of the hill and said that it was the top of the hill. In fact, it was just a small dirt bag.

"It's clear at a glance, Qi Huamin wouldn't be so stupid to hide here. I suspect he must have fled to the east. Let's drive to catch up, and we'll be able to catch up with him!" said seriously.

Han Qixiu walked around the top of the mountain a few times, his eyes were like eagles, he stared at these graves, but he didn't care about being serious.

The grave bag here is a real bag. It is raised on the ground, and it is a semi-circle made of bricks, like a steamed bun. There is an opening in the front, and the coffin is stuffed through the opening.

And there is a custom here. The newly buried deceased is not sealed on the day. After three months of parking, the opening will be sealed for future generations to worship.

Han Qixiu turned around a few times, stopped in front of the new grave, stared at the dark mouth for a few minutes, and said coldly, "Qi Huamin, I know you are inside, come out yourself!"

There was no movement in the tomb bag for a long time, and he said with serious doubt: "This is a tomb bag, how could Qi Huamin hide here?

Although he is a serious Bolshevik materialist, he will not be a guest at a dead man's house!

How taboo!

Han Qixiu didn't say a word, but his men who rushed behind ordered: "Take out the coffin inside!"

He bowed to the tomb three times, and said respectfully: "Today, the Han family, Qixiu, has offended your old man in order to protect the peace of the people and to arrest the enemy's spy agents. If you want to blame me, you can blame me, it has nothing to do with others !"

After he finished speaking, he waved at his subordinates, and the dark coffin was removed after a while. Han Qixiu looked down and saw a few traces of movement, and he had a bottom line in his heart.

"Qi Huamin, do you really want me to find you personally?" Han Qixiu mocked.

The coffin suddenly made a gurgling sound. On a dark and windy night, it was still on a desolate cemetery. Although everyone was not afraid of ghosts and gods, they were still taken aback and felt the wind blowing from their vests.

Han Qixiu stretched out his palm and gently lifted it on the coffin lid, the coffin lid was lifted, and a white light came out. Han Qixiu reacted very quickly, and easily clamped the flying knife between his two fingers.

Immediately afterwards, the white light kept coming out, but Han Qixiu avoided it, and also released a flying knife, and a muffled sound came from the coffin.

"Stubborn!"

Han Qixiu sneered a few times, walked towards the coffin, looked down at Qi Huamin who was lying inside, stuck a lancet on the right, blood came out, and his face was pale.

"Qi Huamin, climb out by yourself, don't pretend to be dead in front of me!" Han Qixiu said coldly.

Qi Huamin clutched his right and said weakly, "Stop the bleeding first!"

Serenity came over, kicked him angrily, and shouted, "You son of a bitch still want Lao Tzu to stop the bleeding for you? How embarrassing are you?"

"Isn't your party always promoting benevolent government? This is your kindness? Are you not afraid of being criticized by international public opinion?" Qi Huamin wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and looked serious with mockery.

He was so angry that he wanted to kick him again, but Han Qixiu stopped him, smiled at Qi Huamin, and said, "Don't worry, I never mistreat prisoners!"

Qi Huamin coughed a few times, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but in his heart he despised Huaxia's so-called preferential treatment of prisoners, even though he was a prisoner himself now!

Han Qixiu took out a small bottle from the bag and said to Qi Huamin, "The bottle contains the latest special wound medicine, which can stop the bleeding within a quarter of an hour. As long as you answer a few questions, I will apply the medicine to you."

Qi Huamin greedily looked at the bottle in Han Qixiu's hand,

tiǎn) tiǎn) thirst lips, nodded and said, "You ask!"

"You did the death of the second concubine of the Qi residence, right?" Han Qixiu asked.

Qi Huamin replied simply: "Yes, I did it!"

"The mysterious person who kidnapped my brother at the beginning of the year is also you?"

"Yes, it's me!"

"The person who helped you escape from my men at the beginning was sent by the Takeda Patriarch, right?" Han Qixiu continued to ask.

After being silent for a while, a strange smile appeared on Qi Huamin's face: "Yes, speaking of which, I would also like to thank you for chasing and killing, if you hadn't left me and Huarong with nowhere to hide, I wouldn't have recognized it so quickly. The ancestors returned to the ancestors!"

"Where's Qi Huarong? She's in country r?"

"Dead, killed by your people!"

After saying this, Qi Huamin refused to answer any more questions. He had already seen that Han Qixiu did not apply medicine for him, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Han Qixiu, stop the bleeding for me, I also know many people from country R. Confidential, as long as you apply medicine to me, I will tell you all."

'boom'

Everyone was taken aback and looked at the gun in Han Qixiu's hand in awe. There was still smoke from the muzzle and the smell of gunpowder was in the air. Han Qixiu whispered to Qi Huamin, "The dead don't need to stop the bleeding."

Qi Huamin's face was full of disbelief, there was a blood hole in the middle of his eyebrows, black blood gurgled out, and soon the yellow earth was dyed red, Qi Huamin's son froze for a few seconds, and fell to the ground.

Seriously walked over and kicked a few times, confirming that this guy is really dead, and said with some worry: "According to the procedure, we have to hand over the enemy special to the above, and only after the military court can execute him!"

Han Qixiu put away the gun and said indifferently: "The enemy special Wutian Juzhi murdered the Chinese people. During the arrest process, he refused to confess his guilt, resisted stubbornly, and was shot to death by our heroic People's Liberation Army."

Seriously and dumbfoundedly looking at his partner, because of God, he has a feeling of cooperating with bandits?

Han Qixiu glanced at him, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said softly: "You are also one of the heroic People's Liberation Army, and you have a share of the military medals!"

Seriously stared: "Who do you think of me? I won't give it to others if it's my credit, and I don't want it if it's not mine. Don't worry, I won't say anything about today's matter. "

Han Qixiu didn't say anything. He didn't care if he said it seriously. He didn't care at all. He called his subordinates to send Qi Huamin's body to the military area.

Seriously asked him in a low voice, "Why did you have to kill Qi Huamin? Maybe you can pry something useful out of his mouth!"

Han Qixiu sneered: "Dead people are the safest, I don't believe those people above!"

Qi Huamin is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered so far, and he still has bad intentions. He would rather spend more time investigating the enemy than let Qi Huamin survive!

Who knows what kind of variables will appear when Qi Huamin is sent to the top?

He didn't dare to try, and he didn't want to try!

Because that person is Shen, the person he cares about most in this world, so—

Qi Huamin should die!