Chapter 914 The Overall Situation Has Been Determined (Fourth Update)

"Dudududu!"

Thousands of crossbow arrows flashed with the breath of death and shot into the seventh cemetery.

Yan Huang shouted and soared into the sky. Shangguan Xiaozhi, Han Xiaolong and others also rolled and hid behind the white marble foundation stone and pulled the corpse to cover.

"Ah--"

Dozens of men had no time to dodge. They screamed and burst into blood like raindrops.

The crossbow arrows pierced their bodies ruthlessly. Except for the sharp arrows that directly penetrated the soft flesh tissue, the rest made a banging sound.

And they retreated as if they were whipped. They staggered three or four meters before falling to the ground, stained with blood.

"Dangdangdang!"

More than a dozen Japanese ninjas waved samurai swords to block the crossbow arrows, then moved their feet and bounced up to leave.

"Buzz!"

There was another sharp sound in the air, and another round of crossbow arrows shot at them in the air.

The Japanese ninja shouted angrily, swung his left hand, and a rope flew out and wrapped around a tree. With the help of the rope, he rose another three meters.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

They were in the air, and they quickly retracted their legs to avoid the crossbows. Countless crossbows passed by their feet, and five or six of them passed by their soles.

But before they left the range, several red dots shone on their heads, as if they were aimed by sniper rifles.

The Japanese were horrified, and they didn't expect that there were still gunmen locking on them. They could only inhale and sink.

Then, they heard the last movement of their lives, countless crossbows pierced their bodies, cold and sharp.

They were led back by brute force.

'Bang, bang, bang! '

A series of noises continued, and more than a dozen Japanese warriors opened their eyes wide, but they were covered in blood and nailed to the ground by dozens of crossbows.

Blood flowed down, dyeing the grass red in an instant, reflecting the pale faces of Si Kou Jing and Han Xiaolong...

There was no close combat or hand-to-hand conflict, only one-sided killing like a gust of wind blowing fallen leaves.

Faced with such a hellish scene, Shangguan Xiaozhi and the others all calmed down, their bloodshot eyes retreated like a tide, and there was sadness on their faces...

Only then did Si Kou Jing realize that the cowards they thought were timid had been playing with them in the palm of their hands, and even controlling their life and death.

At this moment, fifteen meters below the white marble platform, a hall with a turbid atmosphere was brightly lit and lined with screens.

While Ye Tianlong was treating the injuries of his uncle, aunt Wa and others, dispelling the intoxication brought by the white smoke, he glanced around to familiarize himself with the environment of the secret room.

This hall is not big, about 500 square meters, but it has everything, surveillance, stone beds, stone tables, stone chairs, as well as bathrooms and toilets.

Ye Tianlong also found ten sealed quilts, medical kits, and more than 30 guns. It was a safe house with complete facilities.

At the end of the hall, there was a heavy stone door with three password locks. The stone door looked unbreakable, but some moss grew in the gap.

From the monitoring screen, we can see that there is a long and narrow passage behind the stone door. At the other end of the passage are stairs and stone doors, which is obviously another exit.

"Everyone drink some water."

At this time, Dai Mingzi poured more than a dozen cups of warm water and handed them to the people who had fought fiercely. Qin Bu and others were not polite and drank them all in one gulp.

Then, Qin Bu wiped his lips and asked, "Mr. Dai, what is this place? Why is there a secret room?"

Although Qin Bu and others were very surprised to fall here from above, they did not expect that there was such a place, but they were more happy.

This means that Shangguan Xiaozhi can no longer hurt Dai Hulang and them, and it also means that Shangguan Xiaozhi and others are being controlled by Dai Hulang.

Although many screens have not been opened yet, and the situation of the cemetery above is unknown, the faint screams can still make people imagine the tragic scene.

"This is the mausoleum I prepared for myself."

Dai Hulang, who had been sitting on the armchair and holding a pipe, raised his head when he heard Qin Bu's curiosity, put away the loneliness on his face, and replied with a faint smile:

"Ancient emperors like to prepare imperial mausoleums for themselves, hoping to stabilize the dragon veins for thousands of years. I don't have their Feng Shui awareness."

"I just hope that I can get a complete body after death. After all, I have offended too many people."

Dai Hulang is very frank about his thoughts: "If I don't find a safer pit for myself, the ending will be either being whipped or crushed to ashes."

"My original intention is that if I feel that I can't do it one day, I will come here alone and die quietly, and no one will know."

"Don't let Mingzi and others worry, and don't let the enemy find it."

He With a teasing tone: "Although there is no tombstone for me in the cemetery, I can benefit from your worship during the Qingming Festival, which is enough."

"It's just that I didn't expect that this mausoleum would become our refuge because of Shangguan and others."

Dai Mingzi frowned slightly when he heard this, and walked forward to bring him a glass of water: "Dad, why are you preparing a tomb for yourself? This is so unlucky."

"What's the joy of life, and what's the sorrow of death?"

Dai Hulang smiled faintly, lowered his head to drink the water in the glass, and touched Dai Mingzi's head: "Take life and death lightly, life will be much easier."

"At least you won't be heartbroken about betrayal."

The whole audience was silent subconsciously, obviously thinking of Han Xiaolong's knife, which not only hurt the waists of Uncle San and Aunt Wa, but also hurt Dai Hulang's heart.

You know, over the years, Dai Hulang has valued Han Xiaolong as half a son, and he didn't believe Han Xiaolong's betrayal until the last moment.

"Mr. Dai, Uncle San and Aunt Wa have been cured of the pufferfish poison, but they just need a few days to recuperate and regain their strength."

Ye Tianlong told Dai Hulang about the situation: "The white smoke inhaled by Uncle Qin and others has also disappeared, and everyone is not in any danger for the time being."

"What should we do next? Should we take advantage of the protection of this secret room to call for reinforcements and officials to come to rescue?"

He reminded: "I am worried that Shangguan and Yan Huang will attack the basement after a long time. After all, this is just a simple mausoleum."

Qin Bu also nodded: "Yes, call for support immediately."

"No, everything should be over."

Dai Hulang took out a lighter, lit his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "When we fall, the game is over."

He got up from the armchair and turned on other surveillance. The tragic scene of the cemetery was instantly presented, leaving Qin Bu and others stunned.

On the screen, the crossbow had already fired the crossbow arrows, and the entire cemetery was devastated, with many Shangguan's dead soldiers and Japanese corpses lying on the ground.

"Hoo!"

Groups of gray-clothed men were holding shields and pouring into the cemetery like a tide, with silenced pistols constantly pouring bullets in front of them.

Smashing trees, tombstones, bodies, and everything on the horizontal bar.

Faced with such a cruel attack, the remaining enemies collapsed.

They were willing to give up their insignificant dignity. They imagined that surrender might save their lives, even if they lived like dogs.

But it was too late. Dai Hulang issued an order to kill without mercy.

The pistols kept firing and the sabers kept waving. The enemies who dodged the crossbows fell in a pool of blood one by one.

The bloody red blood slowly flowed down the ground.

Although Shangguan Xiaozhi and several powerful men fought back hard, they were still defeated and were slowly compressed into a corner.

The bloody smell began to spread. The corpses piled up like mountains, and the miserable groans of some dying people were swaying in the sky.

Dai Hulang stood up like a mountain, and his face flashed in the shadows as cold and sharp as a metal statue.

Especially his eyes, which were clear, transparent, and indifferent, watching Han Xiaolong and the others being squeezed into a corner by the gray-clothed man and remaining silent.

After a long time, he waved his finger in the air: "Tianlong, you will clean up this mess."

He let Ye Tianlong make the final decision!