The ruined ancestral hall was surrounded by guerrilla officers and soldiers with loaded guns, their dark and thin faces with a fierce murderous aura.

More than a dozen members of the Little Knife Society, including the branch master of the Little Knife Society, were curled up in a mess, and they had long lost their previous arrogance and prestige.

The members of the Little Knife Society were all young men, but at this moment they were all blue noses and swollen faces covered in shoe prints, and if it wasn't for the officer's stopping, they would have been beaten to death by the angry brothers.

The two brothers who had died had been lowered from the big tree at the entrance of the village, and had found a mat wrapped in it and placed it at the door of the ancestral hall, but it was cold and stiff.

The brothers joined the guerrillas in order to fight the devils to protect their families and defend the country, but now they are dying in the hands of the Little Knife Society and in the hands of their own compatriots.

The frightened people were also pulled by the brothers to stand in the open space in front of the ancestral hall, different from the branch master of the Little Knife Society last night, who pretended to be a ghost in front of him to summon the so-called patriarch.

Now standing around are all guerrilla officers and men with loaded guns and ammunition, and the air is filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere, and the atmosphere is dull and depressing, so that people dare not breathe loudly.

Yang Ling stood on the steps all night without sleep, his haggard face with a coldness that made people dare not look directly, and he didn't care about the wails of the more than ten members of the Little Knife Society, his eyes were fixed on the people who were summoned.

Facing Yang Ling's knife-like gaze, these people also had an irrepressible fear of Yang Ling after seeing the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas killing and decisively shooting the members of the Little Knife Society.

Because they know that as long as this person gives an order, their village may be razed to the ground, this is the troubled times, whoever has a hard fist can dominate the power of life and death.

"These two brothers of mine have been with me for two years!" Yang Ling's cold voice broke the dull depression.

"They followed me and the little devil in a bloody battle, and escaped the heavy bombardment of the devil! The plane blew up, dodged the devil's bayonet, crawled out of the pile of dead people countless times and continued to fight with the devil! ”

Yang Ling pointed to the two stiff corpses, and the sparkle in his eyes flashed: "They have fought countless bloody battles to the death, and they have countless scars, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and bomb wounds on their bodies!" ”

As he spoke, Yang Ling tore open the straw mat wrapped in the sacrificial brothers, and ripped open the white cloth covering them, and the countless hideous wounds came into the eyes of the people, making the people gasp.

"They fought countless lives with the little devils, and they all stood up and didn't die! But today, they died in your slate village, in the hands of us Chinese ourselves! Dead at the hands of the people they desperately want to protect! Yang Ling roared, with irrepressible anger in his voice.

The people are finally sober now, they finally know what a stupid thing they have done, and they all bow their heads in silence, their hearts full of self-reproach.

"They are my subordinates, but also my siblings, they died in your Shiban Village for no apparent reason, as a prefect, I naturally have to ask for an explanation for them, otherwise my brothers will be difficult to look at under the nine springs!"

As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, the people were in a commotion, and the surrounding brothers were all pulling the bolts of their guns in an uproar, murderously stopping their movements.

"But I won't do anything to you, because you are defenseless, you are bewitched, and if you are killed, my brother will also be difficult to look down on, because he and the devil are desperate to protect you people!"

"Sir, we can't stop you, we can't stop the sacrificed brothers......"

As he spoke, some villagers gave up on their knees, knelt down on the spot, and kowtowed to their sacrificed brothers.

The villagers who blamed themselves all took the initiative to kneel down one after another, constantly kowtowing to express their apologies, and there was a faint sound of sobbing.

"I want to avenge my brother today, Little Knife Society, I don't understand why you want to kill my brother, but there is a wrong, a debtor, today, I want to take your head and sacrifice my sacrificed brother!" Yang Ling stared at the more than ten members of the Little Knife Society, his face full of murderous aura.

"Sir, misunderstanding, misunderstanding," the branch master of the Little Knife Society saw Yang Ling's murderous intentions, and hurriedly shouted for mercy.

"Bullshit misunderstanding, murder pays for life, debts are repaid, and my brother's life is returned!" An angry brother couldn't help but rush over and punch and kick the branch master of the Little Knife Society.

And the surrounding guerrilla brethren were all indifferent, ignoring the wailing and screaming of the members of the Little Knife Society, because they deserved it.

As soon as Yang Ling waved his hand, more than twenty wolf-like brothers rushed forward, and the two of them stood up with one and knelt down in front of the sacrificial brothers in front of the ancestral hall.

Battalion Commander Wu Changqing's "Qiang" pulled out the adjutant knife of the devil captured at his waist, and walked behind the first kneeling member of the Knife Club with a calm face.

In front of everyone's eyes, the snowy adjutant knife slashed fiercely, like cutting off a watermelon, and the members of the Little Knife Club screamed without uttering, their heads fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

At this moment, Wu Changqing is like an enraged wolf, stabbing a head, and comforting the sacrificed brothers with words in his mouth.

"Sir, I want to avenge my mother and them!"

Seeing that Wu Changqing was executing, the stone wrapped in rags knelt down in front of Yang Ling and pleaded.

Although Shi Shi was saved by the guerrillas and soldiers, his family was persecuted to death by the people of the Little Knife Society and hung from the big tree at the entrance of the village.

"Give him the knife!" Facing the pleading gaze of the stone, Yang Ling commanded behind him.

One of the brothers handed over his broadsword, and the stone cast a grateful look, and then walked towards the kneeling members of the Knife Society with hatred.

"Ahh

Stone selected a member of the Knife Society, closed his eyes, and slashed down with a single blow, warm blood splattering in.

The stone seemed to be crazy, and the knife slashed and slashed the members of the Little Knife Club into a blur of flesh and blood, until he couldn't cut anymore, and then sat down in a dejected state, looked at the pile of rotten meat, and howled.

"If you dare to join the Knife Club in the future, this is what you want to do!"

None of the members of the Little Knife Society died well, because they offended Yang Ling and killed Yang Ling's brothers, and their bodies were all sent to nearby villages to shock the members of the Little Knife Society in the nearby villages.

"Within three days, all gang organizations in Huaiyin will be disarmed and disbanded, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

Along with the corpses of these members of the Little Knife Society, there were also bloody letters from Yang Ling, Yang Ling was completely angry this time, and was ready to completely eradicate this organization.

These gang organizations have no one in the eyes of the local kings and hegemons, and they are crazy about collecting money under the banner of protecting the people, and this incident also sounded the alarm for Yang Ling.

That is, the existence of these gangs is a great threat, if they go out to fight, the devil will buy them and stab them in the back, it is not as simple as sacrificing a few brothers.

Therefore, Yang Ling also took advantage of this reason to prepare to eliminate all these unstable factors in the cradle before launching an attack on the devil, so as to ensure a stable rear.