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That would be equivalent to dismissing him from the job. He could do whatever he wanted in the future.

The five team members fell silent.

Zhao Lin's eyes were like torches as he said, "Let the operation begin!"

Now that things had come to this, who would want to be a bear?

The five members raised their heads and puffed out their chests, expressing that they would do their best to complete the mission.

Suzhou Stables.

Thousands of war horses were huddled together, eating the grass nonstop.

The Jin State Officer stared and shouted, urging his subordinates to feed the horses.

Whoever moves too slowly will be whipped.

The whip in the officer's hand was made of ripe leather, and it was very flexible. The servant who was whipped nearly cried from the pain.

Some really shed tears.

It hurt so much.

Tears are painful.

The marshal did not care about this. A strict hierarchy determined a person's social status. The servants who fed the grass had a cheap life, and before them, the cavalry officer could at any time shake his might and whip them.

A level 1 official was able to crush him to death.

The servants were all sweating profusely.

The horse official kept scolding, "Listen up, the Great Jin is almost at its limit. If you feed your horses until they lose weight, be careful of your lives!"

As the saying goes, walls have ears. Separated by a tall wall, on top of a lush pine tree, two people sat. They were Zhao Lin and Yuan Feng.

Well, how did they find the stable?

How strange!

Zhao Lin, Yuan Feng is a martial arts expert, the ability to distinguish sound is outstanding. The two of them walked around the Suzhou for three days before they finally heard the whinnying of war horses from the northwest corner of the city.

Outside the stables, security was tight, with at least three sentries.

However, this was not a problem for Zhao Lin.

They took advantage of the darkness of the night, and when they approached the sentry's post, they scattered the powder, which automatically turned into a finer powder in the air. The powder seeped into their nostrils, causing them to lose consciousness for at least half a minute.

In order to prevent the powder from being inhaled by themselves, the two of them took the antidote specially.

When the stables sentinel smelled the powder, he immediately became confused.

Taking advantage of the sentry's temporary loss of consciousness, Zhao Lin and Yuan Feng shot through like arrows!

Just like this, they passed by three sentries in a row, yet there were signs of danger.

After some of the sentries woke up, they even said that they were tired and had a good dream!

What happened next was much easier.

Zhao Lin and Yuan Feng could clearly hear the loud shouts and arrogant actions of the mounted officer a moment ago.

Yuan Feng lowered his voice and said, "Captain, I don't think this officer is a good person. We'll teach him a lesson later!"

Zhao Lin smiled, "What kind of instruction method do you think it should be?"

Yuan Feng frowned. "This bad guy only knows how to bully people. He deserves severe punishment." "However, I can't think of a way to teach this kid a lesson right now."

Zhao Lin asked, "Did you bring your Ghost Binding Rope?"

The Ghost Binding Ropes was a special weapon used only in Devil Slaying Team. It specialized in tying the villains in the world.

Yuan Feng nodded and excitedly said, "Yes, I did!"

"Mm, there'll be a good show later!" Zhao Lin said in a low voice while vigilantly watching the stables.

The stables were huge, and could hold up to a thousand war horses.

This Suzhou Stables wasn't as big as they were in the beginning, because the Jin State had decided to expand the original stables while protecting the main forces. The area was five to six times larger than it used to be, and it had demolished quite a few houses.

Zhao Lin already knew that Suzhou had a huge stable, so he was certain that A Hai's army would stay in Suzhou for a while.

Suddenly, a strange cry came from the direction of the stables!

Something happened at the stables!

A servant was lying on the ground in front of a manger, screaming in agony.

The strange cries that Zhao Lin and Yuan Feng heard came from this servant.

Although they were called servants, they were actually ordinary citizens of the Suzhou who were expropriated by the ruler of the Jin State.

It was already dusk and the light was dim. Zhao Lin and Yuan Feng were squatting on a tree outside the wall. The branches were high above the wall, so they couldn't see clearly.

"The servant pleaded," "Sir, I didn't mean to. I just couldn't walk. I overturned a cart full of grass and fell to the ground. Please spare me." "

"Not on purpose?" "I see that you're deliberately being lazy. If I don't hurt you, you won't change!"

Before he finished speaking, a violent whip landed on the servant's body.

The servant rolled on the ground in pain, screaming in pain.

The horse official was tired and panting. He stretched his neck and shouted, "Whoever feeds the horse to laze, I'll break his legs!"

The other servants were all silent. Who dared to make a sound? They lowered their heads, using their strength to push the cart and feed the food.

One by one, the single-wheeled fodder carts squeaked as they rubbed against the ground …

Yuan Feng said in a low voice, "Captain, this mounted officer is really something. I think we should kill him!"

Zhao Lin's eyes flashed with anger, "I think the mounted officer will be leaving the stables soon. We have to eat dinner, so we will take this opportunity to catch him!"

Fishing over? With what?

It was the Binding Ghost Chains that they had mentioned just now!

As long as he held the rope in his hand and chanted an incantation, the Demon Binding Ropes would suddenly lengthen, tightly wrap around the object and pull it in front of him. Pulling 200-300 jins wasn't a big effort at all.

The man who had been beaten up had wounds all over his legs and was unable to move.

The horse official cursed for a while longer. Feeling bored and powerless, his stomach began to growl. After saying a few words, he turned around and left the manger.

Under the dim light from the stable, Zhao Lin saw the faint shadow of the horse official walking towards a thatched cottage.

Don't let the horse officer into the hut!

At that moment, Zhao Lin shook the Demon Binding Rope. After the rope flew over the wall, it suddenly lengthened, reaching to the horse official's feet and immediately entangling the horse official!

Rise!

Zhao Lin chanted an incantation and his arms trembled. To be honest, it was quite strange. The mounted officer flew over the wall like a leaf!

His speed was too fast. In a split-second, before the mounted officer could even make a sound, he was pulled up onto the branch by the Demon Binding Ropes.

The horseman was terrified. Two beggar-like men stared at him with sharp eyes.

Yuan Feng extended his right hand and dug his fingers into the horse official's cheek. The horse official couldn't stop crying due to the pain.

"I will let you bully the people!"

Zhao Lin said as he punched the horse official.

The blow caused the horse official's eyes to turn golden and his body to soften by half.

"Say, how many horses are there in the stables?" "If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Lin took out his trenchant knife and rubbed it on the horse official's face a few times.

The horse official was so scared that his face turned ashen as he begged, his legs shaking like a sieve.

"Yes, five or six hundred."

"Be honest, if you don't tell me the truth, I won't stand on ceremony!" The blade in Zhao Lin's hand moved up and cut off a lot of Officer Ma's hair!

Zhao Lin thought for a while. A Hai's army was at least a hundred thousand. It was impossible to have five or six hundred war horses.

The officer knew that he had met someone who understood military matters, so he had to tell him the truth.

"No, to be honest, there are around sixteen hundred war horses here, and the rest are being fed outside the city. There are about eight thousand of them."

"Where is outside the city?"

"To transform, to transform into Jagged Slope Lake."

When Zhao Lin heard this, he nodded his head and signaled Yuan Feng with his eyes.

Yuan Feng understood tacitly. He reached out his second hand and suddenly grabbed onto the mounted officer's neck!

The cavalry officer squeezed out two words, "Spare me …"

Zhao Lin's eyebrows furrowed as his face turned frosty, "I just saw you abusing and scolding people. People like you are living in this world and wasting food. Why don't you go to the Underworld and act like a ghost?"