It was raining outside. In this dilapidated squatter house on the side of Wuzhi Mountain in Pingzhou, rain was leaking in every corner, hitting the ground or dilapidated houses, making noisy sounds. A bonfire was burning, and three people sat around the bonfire, roasting four of them had already burst into oil sparks, with half an adult's arm-sized rat and... a soldering iron.

"How can I see such a big mouse in Danjie Ridge? Last time I wanted to dig some earthworms to fish, but I found that the earthworms were dug up!"

"These mice are not afraid of seeing people. Maybe they have even eaten human flesh. If you eat them, you should be insincere!"

"So what if you eat more human flesh? Being possessed by evil, let's talk about it! If I don't eat it, will it be cheap for you!"

"The soldering iron is red and the mice are not yet roasted. Do you still call yourself an apprentice in a restaurant before joining the army?"

"If you become popular, you will do things first! Your one is indispensable!"

"Zila~" The burning iron burned the inner side of Leng Zai's thigh, causing Leng Zai, whose mouth was blocked, to shake her head back and forth violently. The pain of the back of her head hitting the back of the chair was used to disperse the burning pain from the inner side of her thigh!

"It's so fucking good!" The drunkard, who was acting, sniffing the burnt smell of flesh that floated out of the air with his nose and said.

At this time, Leng Zai was tied and fixed on a rusty iron chair, naked, and no good flesh could be seen in her whole body. The two palms and nails fixed on the armrests were gone, bloody and bloody, and there were no more ten fingers, but only seven were left!

Han Chongshan stood far away at the door of this dilapidated squatter that temporarily acted as a torture room and looked at the heavy rain outside. The cigarette smoke in his mouth was rising. He never went to see the drunkard and three companions cursing the cold. Until this time, Leng Zai still stared at her slightly dilated eyes. When the drunkard drank a sip of wine and scolded the other party for being really a hard bone, Han Chongshan turned around, walked to Leng Zai's face and squatted down, looked straight at the other party, died the seal on Leng Zai's mouth, and handed the half-burned cigarette to Leng Zai's mouth.

Han Chongshan said in a plain tone: "Brother, this is Wuzhishan in Pingzhou. It's raining so heavily outside. No matter how loyal and loyal you are, no one knows. Why keep breathing a sigh of relief? Tell me, I'll send you on the road and give your family a sum of money to ensure that they are worry-free in the future."

Leng Zai tried hard to open his swollen eyelids and aimed at Han Chongshan. His lips were trembling with cigarettes in his mouth. His body was unconsciously fighting coldly due to ischemia. He barely took a puff of cigarettes, but he coughed and vomited. As the cigarette was made, there were brightly colored blood, which was a sign of bleeding from his internal organs.

Han Chongshan took out the cigarette from his pocket, stuffed it into Lengzai's mouth, and helped the other party ignite it, and then continued, "You are from the Jianghu people, there is no need to implicate your family for those people. They are not your brother, right? We can't pry your mouth open tonight, and we can't go back to report the job, and don't think that someone will come to save you. There is a brother at the foot of the mountain that is venting the air and warning you, and even if someone really comes to save you, you will see our firepower. We are not Jianghu people, we are soldiers."

Leng Zai looked at the table in the distance, with a large travel bag open, with several submachine guns and a large amount of ammunition inside.

"I...I Laodou..."

This was the first time Leng Zai spoke after being caught by the four of them. When he heard the other party speak, the other three suddenly showed joy. Han Chongshan still maintained a squatting position and listened intently in front of Leng Zai.

"I... Laodou... cough cough... tell me, yes... people will die... don't be afraid of death... the most fear is that after death, people will scold you... scold you... your mother is harassed! Puff!"

Leng Zai struggled with the first two sentences intermittently. In the last four words, he used up little strength to curse Han Chongshan. The four words and blood sprayed Han Chongshan's face!

"Damn it!" A companion picked up the soldering iron and was about to smash it on Leng Zai's head! Han Chongshan reached out and stopped. Han Chongshan took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood from his face, stared at Leng Zai. Leng Zai forced out a sarcastic smile, and a strange laugh of giggling and coughing came out from his throat.

"You want to die, but you can't die. It's still a long time. I'll catch your whole family to accompany you. When you see your whole family die, see if you can still laugh." Han Chongshan blocked the blood-stained handkerchief back into Leng Zai's mouth, glanced at Lei Mino Shijun's watch on his wrist, stood up and said, "Drunk Liang stayed, others followed me, I can't pry his mouth open tonight, and I can't handle the job to Mr. Tan."

Jiugui Liang stood behind Leng Zai and held the iron without moving. The other two looked at each other and suddenly started to rush to the campfire and reached out to divide the delicious and attractive rats that had been roasted. They didn't care about burning their mouths, and forced the meat of white and tender rat meat into their mouths. Jiugui Liang reacted a little slower, cursed and ran over, and fought to kill him to steal the two rat-headed corpses. He scolded the two of them for being unfaithful and took advantage of the two people. Only then did the two people proudly carry the travel bag on the table, and took out an M3 submachine gun from it and threw it to Jiugui Liang. They put on their raincoats and prepared to leave with Han Chongshan.

Although the three of them fought for rat meat, there was a roasted whole mouse in front of the bonfire. Han Chongshan walked over, twisted the rat's head and bit it into his mouth, and handed the remaining meat to his companions: "When you go down the mountain, you bring it to Xiuwen, and he is taking the wind at the foot of the mountain."

"Why do you think men want to marry a wife and have children?" said a companion who took the rat meat and put it in his arms while wearing a raincoat. "It's been a long time since Brother Shan received a business and could make some money, but he has to hand it over to his wife and children. He just wants to eat rat meat. If he doesn't have a wife and children, the money will be enough for me to find a restaurant to have a big meal, even if I can find a braised pork shop, buy a whole pig to eat!"

"Of course my wife will help you save money and get enough money to get the money for your family to Taiwan. If you continue to do this, which woman is willing to accompany us to get moldy in the Hangneck Ridge!"

Han Chongshan ignored his companions' words, turned his head to look at Leng Zai who glared at him, raised a cold smile on his lips, put the rain hat on his head, and his whole face was hidden in the darkness. The next moment, he pushed open the worn-out and crippled wooden door and walked into the heavy rain.

Life is their own, and the road is their own. They are soldiers. If they have guns in their hands, they have the courage to be enemies of this city.

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Drunkard Liang sat on a stool with only three legs left, raised his legs on the broken table, keeping it unwinding with good balance, shaking like a rocking chair, slowly sending the bones of the mouse into his mouth and grinding them with his teeth. Although Tan had paid a deposit before, enough for them to eat and drink to fill their stomachs, everyone gave the money to his wife and relatives, thinking of saving enough for the family to travel to Taiwan, that was not a small amount. First, we had to contact a passenger ship to transport them all from Shau Kei Wan, and find a way to contact Taiwan in Hong Kong, and decide whether to take a passenger ship or a plane. Spending an extra penny at the moment may lead to someone staying at that time because they were short of money.

The heavy rain outside still did not stop, and it washed away the world vigorously. The stool under me made a squeaking sound because it shook. The submachine gun in my arms shone in the remaining fire of the bonfire, and the roasted blue light shone with a strange light.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and Jiugui Liang looked out with the lightning light. The entire Wuzhi Mountain was as bright as daylight at that moment, desolate and cold. The next second, the thunder exploded, making people's eardrums ached faintly. If ordinary people stayed in such a place, they might feel terrifying, but Jiugui Liang did not feel terrible in his heart. He had seen the tragic corpses everywhere on the battlefield, and could have been so awe-inspiring that the power of nature was so powerful that he could have been.

"Puff~" Jiugui Liang spit out a mouse's leg bone residue in his mouth, lowered his head to touch the cigarette in his pocket, and stood up a figure just right in front of the window opposite him!

When the drunkard Liang lit the cigarette and raised his head, hummed a small song and looked out, another lightning flashed past. The sudden appearance of the figure outside made the drunkard Liang stagger and almost fell backward from the stool!

Half of the figure's face was shaped like a skeleton, covered in rain, and was staring at him with a strange smile!

Jiugui Liang's reaction was already very fast. He exerted force from his waist, leaned forward, held the submachine gun in both hands and pulled the trigger directly without any aiming!

In a moment, half a bullet in the magazine gushed out from the muzzle! Hit the window and the iron sheet, leaving spots of bullet marks!

"Don't move, three guns, one by one, slowly throw them onto the table." There was no time to let the Drunkard Liang determine whether to hit the figure outside. As soon as he stopped shooting, the back of his head was pushed by a gun. His voice was rough and stuffy, and he had no emotions.

Jiugui Liang simply threw the submachine gun on the front desk, then slowly lifted up his shirt, pulled out a pistol that had been opened and could be fired at any time on his left waist, and threw it over. Just as he was about to hesitate, a stream of air conditioning appeared on the back of his head. Jiugui Liang slowly lifted up his trouser legs, and made a simple holster with a bandage on his calf. The hidden pistol was also taken out and thrown onto the table!

The other party could easily tell that he had three guns hidden on his body. Either Han Chongshan and the others had a problem, or the other party was already targeted when they first came to Wuzhishan in Pingzhou because the other two pistols were hidden here!

"Brother Xiao, he is clean." The voice behind him spoke.

The figure outside the window appeared again, but this time he walked in from the door, as if he was familiar with the squatter as if he was home. He reached out and took half a bottle of white wine placed by the drunkard Liang at Zhuo's feet, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, and then sighed heavily.

"If A Yao hadn't ordered you to find out your news thoroughly, I would have been going to slaughter you when you put this bottle of wine here." The figure took a sip of the wine, threw away the raincoat on his body, sat in front of the bonfire and added firewood to the remaining bonfire, then put his hands on to keep warm, and said lightly.

Drunk Guy Liang raised his hands halfway and did not dare to move: "Who are you?"

"The Song family's guard guard coach." Song Tianyao invited Hong Kong guard guards from Macau according to the rules. Yao Chunxiao, who had half of his face burned like a skeleton, poured wine into his mouth and sprayed it on the bonfire. The dark bonfire suddenly rose several feet high. Yao Chunxiao's face, set off by the blue and blue flames, became more and more strange and terrifying: "A Si, he is like the person of Leidanzai, what he is like, A Yao ordered, and reciprocity."
Chapter completed!