At this time, Zhao Qitian was standing in front of Ahmed.

Although Zhao Qitian only looks young in his twenties, to Ahmed, he is like a towering mountain, and it is a mountain that is about to collapse.

But the most important thing now is what to do.

Call for support?

Ahmed was at the door of his room at this time. It was dark and no one was around. It was obviously too late to call for help.

Fight with him?

Although he has never really seen Zhao Qitian's strength with his own eyes, Ahmed does not think that he will be his opponent, and seeing the confident and evil smile on Zhao Qitian's face at this time, it is obvious that he does not take him seriously at all.

What to do?

A large amount of cold sweat broke out on Ahmed's forehead.

Suddenly, Ahmed saw Zhao Qitian's hand move.

Poof... Ahmed immediately knelt down in front of Zhao Qitian.

"Don't kill me, I can give you a lot of money, I can give you all my money, and all this"

Ahmed immediately took out all the gold jewelry and a few diamond jewelry with trembling hands and placed them on the ground in front of Zhao Qitian.

Huh... Zhao Qitian stretched out his hand and scratched his head in surprise. Is this leader of the anti-government army so afraid of death?

Shouldn't the plot be that the anti-government general resisted to the death and was eventually beheaded with a sword?

Zhao Qitian looked at the pile of gold jewelry at his feet. These gold jewelry should be worth some money, especially those diamonds as big as cat's eyes, which must be worth a lot of money.

These rebel soldiers are indeed richer than the government troops.

Zhao Qitian bent down and picked up the gold jewelry and diamonds without hesitation. Zhao Qitian said that no one should go against him, not money.

Ahmed watched Zhao Qitian pick up all the gold jewelry and put it into his pocket. Ahmed felt his nervous heart relaxed for some reason. He thought he had bribed Zhao Qitian with the money, and then he got up and left.

run.

However, just as Ahmed stood up and ran less than a meter away, Zhao Qitian swung his knife directly towards him.

The sharp green knife went straight to Ahmed's neck in Zhao Qitian's hand.

For a green knife that can cut iron as well as mud, Ahmed's neck was as tender as tofu. He was cut off directly with the knife, and blood spurted out.

Zhao Qitian took back the knife, looked at Ahmed who was beheaded and shook his head helplessly.

"Me accepting your money and letting you go are completely different things, right?"

Zhao Qitian walked to Ahmed's body and muttered to himself.

Now that the leaders of the anti-government soldiers are dead, this indicates that the anti-government soldiers are over in Modu City.

Zhao Qitian casually found a transparent bag in the nearby residential area, and then put Ahmed's head into the transparent bag...

Why should Ahmed's leader be put into a transparent bag? Of course Zhao Qitian has his own purpose...

At this time, inside Modu City.

The mercenaries led by Moya were still looking for traces of Zhao Qitian everywhere, while most of the anti-government soldiers became passive and began to wander in groups in areas with clear sight.

Looking at them like this, it seems that they have no intention of looking for Zhao Qitian again. On the contrary, they just want to avoid being targeted by Zhao Qitian.

"Look, what is that?"

Suddenly, a rebel soldier saw a bloody thing in a white bag hanging on the wall.

"That...that's General Ahmed"

The sharp-eyed soldier said tremblingly with a pair of frightened eyes.

These soldiers didn't seem to know when General Ahmed was actually beheaded, and the leader was unknowingly hung on the wall for public display.

As the saying goes, "Capture the thief first, capture the king first." General Ahmed's head was hung on the wall, which undoubtedly had the greatest mental impact on the anti-government soldiers.

Even the boss was beheaded inexplicably, so this battle was still a fart.

These anti-government soldiers were instantly like collapsing loose sand, disorganized, and some even began to flee out of the city.

And this is what Zhao Qitian wants to achieve.

This is exactly the same as the wars in Chinese history. A general is the soul of the entire team. If the soul is gone, how can they still fight?

At the same time, Moya also saw Ahmed's head hanging on the wall. The bloody head was still dripping blood, and it looked so miserable.

At the same time, looking at Ahmed's head, even Moya felt a little shaken and wanted to evacuate.

At this time, another mercenary walked up to Mo Ya and said cautiously: "Captain, these anti-government soldiers have started to run away, what should we do?"

After finishing speaking, the mercenary seemed to add something profound: "Captain, Ahmed only paid us a commission of 100 million US dollars before, and promised us to defend the city for three months.

Pay us another 100 million U.S. dollars in commission, but now that Ahmed is dead, even if we continue to defend the city here for three months, it is impossible to get another 100 million U.S. dollars from Ahmed."

"Also, even if we capture this person today, there are less than 300 people left in our regiment, and it will be difficult to defend against the strong attack of the local government troops..."

The meaning of what the mercenary said continuously next to Demon Fang is very obvious. The most sensible thing to do now is to retreat like these anti-government soldiers. Otherwise, he will definitely fall deeper and deeper.

"Damn it! If you want to leave, you can go on your own, I won't force you to stay! The mercenary mercenary group will be disbanded on the spot."

Demon Fang clenched his fist fiercely and gritted his teeth loudly.

In the past few decades, Demon Fang has never been as useless as it is today.

Mo Ya seems to have made a plan. Even if he dies here today, he cannot run away in despair with his tail between his legs. Otherwise, the reputation he has worked hard for for decades will be completely destroyed...

In fact, the mercenaries of Moya accepted the task to help defend the city, but the city was completely beaten by one person. Even the generals in the city were beheaded and hung on the city wall. Moya's reputation had been completely ruined!

"Captain, if this is the case... we will follow you to the death."

The mercenary next to him also said something very resolutely at this time.

"Are we all going to run away?"

"Okay, just run."

Zhao Qitian smiled brightly and had no intention of pursuing those lost dogs. After all, no one had any grudges or grudges.

On the contrary, those mercenaries were so determined that Zhao Qitian praised them for not running away despite such great pressure?

But even if this is the case, it cannot change their fate of being wiped out.

Zhao Qitian picked up an AK47 from the ground again and began to aim at the mercenaries.

In this case, one is in the light and the other is in the dark. Zhao Qitian can sneak attack them from any angle.

Da da da…

Zhao Qitian took an AK47 and fired several shots at the back of a mercenary, then quickly changed positions and disappeared into the night.

This tactic of firing one shot and changing the location has made Zhao Qitian try again and again.

In fact, these mercenaries still have some backbone. They never fought passively or ran away. Even if their teammates fell one by one around them, they did not feel the slightest fear or timidity.

Perhaps this is because they have experienced too many lives and deaths.

But despite this, Zhao Qitian also created a terrible nightmare for them that they would never forget.

Because they couldn't see Zhao Qitian at all, and more importantly, they didn't know when Zhao Qitian would suddenly appear from their side.

To them, Zhao Qitian is a devil, a devil whose sight indicates death!

Three hours later, dawn broke in the sky.

A ray of light broke through the heavy clouds and sprinkled on the earth.

At this time, the entire Modu City was in deathly silence, with corpses scattered everywhere. The smell of death and blood had turned the entire Modu City into a dead city!

That night, Qajar did not sleep!

Ling Yue didn't sleep!

Mr. Chao didn’t sleep!

Seeing the white fish belly rising in the sky, the fierce gunfire and explosions in Modu City that night completely subsided.

Maybe they should know in their hearts.

The fierce battle that Modu City experienced all night has ended!

Demon Fang stood in the center of Modu City. At this time, he was the only one alive in the entire mercenary group.

Everyone is dead! Killed by Zhao Qitian alone!

At this time, Moya's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his face looked strange and ugly.

Perhaps he never thought that the mercenary group he once dominated would be destroyed by one person overnight.

And this person slowly came out of the hidden corner step by step.

Yes!

Zhao Qitian was standing not far in front of Demon Ya at this time.

Zhao Qitian felt that there was no need to hide now.
To be continued...