There was a torrential rain outside. In this dilapidated squatter house on the hillside of Wuzhi Mountain in Peng Chau, rain leaked from all corners, smashed on the ground or dilapidated furniture, and made a loud noise. A campfire was burning. Three people sat around the campfire, turning over and baking four rats that had exploded grease sparks, half the size of an adult''s arm and... A soldering iron.
"How can I see such a big mouse in diaojing ridge? Last time I wanted to dig some earthworms for fishing, I found that the earthworms were completely dug up!"
"These mice are not afraid to see people. Maybe they have even eaten human flesh. If you eat it, be careful of evil!"
"How about eating more human flesh? If you are evil, say it again! If I don''t eat, it''s cheap for you!"
"The soldering iron is red and the mouse is not cooked yet. Do you still boast that you were a restaurant apprentice before you became a soldier?"
"If you''re red, do things first! You can''t do without your one!"
The "ZLA ~" red soldering iron burns on the inner side of lengzi''s thighs, so that lengzi, who is blocked in his mouth, shakes his head back and forth violently, and uses the pain of his back brain on the back of the chair to disperse the burning pain from the inner side of his thighs!
"It''s fucking delicious!" said the drunkard, sniffing the burning smell of meat skin in the air with his nose.
At this time, Leng Zi was tied and fixed on a rusty iron chair. He was naked. He couldn''t see a piece of good meat in his whole body. The palms and nails fixed on the armrest were all gone, flesh and blood blurred, and there were only seven fingers left instead of ten!
Han Chongshan stood far away at the door of the dilapidated squatter that temporarily served as the prison house, looking at the rainstorm outside, and the cigarette smoke rising in his mouth. He never went to see Leng Zi cooked by three companions such as the drunkard. Until the soldering iron was finished, Leng Zi still stared at a pair of eyes with slightly dilated pupils. When the drunkard drank wine and scolded the other person for being really tough, Han Chongshan turned around, went to lengzi, squatted down, looked at each other, killed the seal on lengzi''s mouth, and handed the half burned cigarette to lengzi''s mouth.
Han Chongshan said in a flat tone: "brother, this is Pingzhou Wuzhi Mountain. It''s raining so hard outside. No one knows how loyal and loyal you are. Why bother to hold on and say it. I''ll send you on the road and your family a sum of money to ensure that they will have no worries in future generations."
Leng Zi tries to open his blue and swollen eyelids and aims at Han Chongshan. His lips tremble and hold a cigarette. His body unconsciously fights the cold war because of ischemia. He reluctantly takes a cigarette, but coughs and spits it out. With the cigarette, there is bright blood, which is a sign of blood from his internal organs.
Han Chongshan took the cigarette out of his pocket, stuffed it into lengzi''s mouth, lit it for the other party, and then continued: "You''re a Jianghu man. You don''t have to implicate your family for those people. They''re not your brothers, right? We can''t pry your mouth tonight. We can''t go back to work. Don''t think someone will save you. There''s a brother at the foot of the mountain on guard. Even if someone really comes to save you, you can see our firepower. We''re not Jianghu people, we''re soldiers 。”
According to what he said, Leng Zi looked at the table in the distance. His travel bag was wide open. There were several submachine guns and a lot of ammunition in it.
"I... my old bean..."
This is the first time Leng Zi has spoken since he was caught by the four of them. When he heard each other speak, the other three people suddenly looked happy. Han Chongshan still kept squatting and listened attentively in front of Leng Zi.
"I... Lao Dou... Cough... Tell me... Everyone will die... Don''t be afraid of death... Most afraid that someone will scold... Scold... Take your mother! Poof!"
In the first two sentences, Leng Zi worked very hard intermittently. The last four words exhausted his little strength and tried to scold Han Chongshan. The four words and blood sprayed Han Chongshan''s face!
"Fuck you!" a companion grabbed a soldering iron and was about to hit Leng Zi''s head! Han Chongshan reached out to stop. Han Chongshan took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood from his face and stared at Leng Zi. Leng Zi barely squeezed out a mocking smile and giggled in his throat.
"You want to die, but you can''t die. It''s still a long time. I''ll take your whole family to accompany you. When you see the death of your whole family, see if you can laugh." Han Chongshan blocked the bloody handkerchief back to lengzi''s mouth, glanced at the Lei Meinuo Watch on his wrist, stood up and said: "the drunkard Liang stays. Others will go with me. I can''t pry open his mouth tonight. I can''t make a job with Mr. tan."
The drunkard Liang stood behind lengzi with a soldering iron. The other two looked at each other and suddenly started at the same time. He rushed to the campfire and stretched out his hand to divide up the delicious and attractive mice that had been roasted. Regardless of burning his mouth, he put the crispy skin and white and tender meat into his mouth. The drunkard Liang reacted more slowly, ran over with a scold, and fought hard to get back the two rats with their heads Corpse, yelled at the two people for not being loyal and taking advantage of them. At this time, the two people proudly picked up the travel bag on the table, turned out an M3 submachine gun and threw it to the drunkard Liang. They put on their raincoats and were ready to leave with Han Chongshan.
Although the three men competed for mouse meat, there was a roasted complete mouse in front of the campfire. Han Chongshan walked over, took off the mouse head, bit it in his mouth, and handed the rest of the meat to his companions: "bring it to Xiuwen when you go down the mountain. He kept the wind at the foot of the mountain."
"Why do you think a man wants to marry a wife and have children?" the companion who took the mouse meat and put it in his arms said while wearing a raincoat: "It''s not easy for brother Shan to receive a business. He can make some money, but he has to give it to his wife and children. He doesn''t want to eat mouse meat. If he doesn''t have a wife and children, the money will be enough for me to go to a restaurant to eat and drink. Even if I find a bacon shop, I can buy a whole pig to eat!"
"Of course, it''s your wife who helps you save money and collect enough money for a family to go to Taiwan. If you go on like this, which woman is willing to accompany us to get moldy in diaojingling!"
Han Chongshan ignored his companions'' words and turned to look at lengzi, who glared at him. He raised a cold smile at the corners of his mouth and put his rain hat on his head. His whole face hid in the dark. The next moment, he pushed open the shabby and riddled wooden door and walked into the rainstorm.
Life is their own, and the road is their own. They are soldiers. With guns in their hands, they have the courage to fight against this city.
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The drunkard Liang sat on a stool with only three legs left and tilted his legs on the broken table. With his good balance, he kept his body from falling down and swayed like a rocking chair. He slowly put the mouse''s bones into his mouth and grinded them down with his teeth. Although Tan had paid a deposit before, which was enough for them to eat and drink About the same time, he gave the money to his wife and relatives and wanted to save enough money for a family to travel to Taiwan. That was not a small figure. First, he had to contact a passenger ship to transport them all from Shau Kei Wan to diaojing ridge. He tried to contact Taiwan in Hong Kong and decided whether to take a passenger ship or a plane. Now, spending a penny more might lead to someone staying because of lack of money at that time.
The rainstorm outside still didn''t stop. It washed the world vigorously. The stool under the body made a creaking sound because of shaking. The submachine gun in my arms flashed a strange light in the residual light of the campfire.
A flash of lightning crossed the sky, and the drunkard Liang looked out with the light of lightning. At that moment, the whole Wuzhi Mountain was as bright as day, desolate, wet and cold. The next second, angry thunder exploded, making people''s eardrums ache. If ordinary people stayed in such a place, they might feel terrible, but there was no terrible existence in the drunkard Liang''s heart. They had seen the misery of corpses everywhere on the battlefield Strong, you can already be awe inspiring and unafraid of this natural power.
"Poof ~" the drunkard Liang spits out the residue of a mouse''s leg bone in his mouth, lowers his head to touch the cigarette in his pocket, and properly sets up a figure in front of the window opposite him!
When the drunkard Liang lit a cigarette, raised his head, hummed a tune and looked out, another flash of lightning happened to pass. The sudden figure outside made the drunkard Liang stumble and almost fell back from the stool!
Half of the figure''s face was like a skeleton and covered with rain. At this time, he was staring at him with a strange smile!
The drunkard Liang''s reaction has been very fast. He works hard at his waist, leans forward, holds the submachine gun in both hands, and pulls the trigger directly without taking aim!
In a moment, the bullet from half a magazine gushed out of the muzzle! It hit the window and iron sheet, leaving bullet marks!
"Don''t move, three guns, one by one, slowly throw them on the table." there was no time for the drunkard Liang to determine whether he hit the figure outside. As soon as he stopped shooting, the back of his head was resisted by the muzzle of the gun. His voice was rough and stuffy, and there was no emotion.
Drunkard Liang simply threw the submachine gun on the front table, and then gently lifted up his coat. A pistol that had opened the insurance and could be fired at any time at his left waist was pulled out and lost. As soon as he hesitated, a cold air rose in the back of his brain. Drunkard Liang slowly lifted up his pants legs, made a simple holster with a bandage on his lower leg, and a hidden pistol was also taken out and thrown on Desktop!
The other party can easily say that they are hiding three guns. Either Han Chongshan has a problem or the other party has been watched when they first came to Wuzhishan, Pingzhou, because the other two pistols are hidden here!
"Brother Xiao, he''s clean." the voice behind him said.
The figure appeared again outside the window, but this time it came in through the door. It seemed that the house was familiar with its own home, and the probe took the half bottle of Baijiu at the foot of Zhuo, and then opened the cap and poured it in.
"If it hadn''t been for ah Yao''s command to thoroughly understand your news, I would have killed you when you put this bottle of wine here." the figure took a sip of wine, threw off his raincoat, sat in front of the campfire, added firewood to the remaining campfire, then put his hands together to keep warm and said lightly.
The drunkard Liang raised his hands and dared not move: "who are you?"
"The head of the Song family''s nursing home." song TIANYAO invited Yao Chunxiao, whose face was burned like a skeleton, to watch the nursing home in Hong Kong according to the rules from Macao. Yao Chunxiao poured wine into his mouth and sprayed it on the campfire with a "poof". The already dark campfire suddenly soared several feet higher. Yao Chunxiao''s face against the blue flame became more and more strange and terrible: "Ah Si, Lei Dan''s people are just like him. As ah Yao ordered, give back each other."
In the rainstorm, a shrill scream sounded from the squatter.