It can be said that Lu Er is indeed a veteran of the underworld who has been in the world for many years. He still has a certain level of understanding of people's hearts. He not only distinguishes the current situation and knows that he and Song Mingxuan share the same interests and harms, but also guesses the psychology of Instructor Qi.
Seven, seven, eight, eight.
He was absolutely right. Instructor Qi just wanted to find a way to survive in death.
But that night, after Instructor Qi jumped off the ferry, just as Lu Er had guessed, he swam downstream along the current under the cover of the night. Not only did he avoid Lu Er's search, he also relied on his good
On the way, I climbed on a broken wooden board that floated from nowhere and drifted along the river for more than 20 miles. It was not until I was almost exhausted that I took the opportunity to board the river bank.
In the first few days, he only dared to wander back and forth in the woods along the river and some remote small villages. He used the few oceans he had left to sneak into the villages to buy some food to survive. It was also thanks to his many years of military life.
He is still in good health and has not gotten sick even after sleeping in the open for several days.
However, when his money was about to run out, he realized that if he continued like this, even if he was not found and silenced by Song Mingxuan's gangsters, he would probably die of illness and starvation.
It's not like he hasn't thought about leaving. He has been an instructor for many years and often takes his students out for field training. He is quite familiar with the situation around Nanjing. If he really wants to leave, there is nothing he can do.
But he is unwilling to abandon his family and family and wander around the world incognito. However, Song Mingxuan, who has a human face and a beastly heart, still sits in a high position and continues his life of power, bright clothes and angry horses. He wants to expose this sanctimonious villain and die.
To pull him into the water.
Moreover, during the few days when he was fleeing for his life, he also thought clearly about his problems. Although he was suspected of leaking secrets, he had no intention of collaborating with the enemy. Even if he was caught by the military academy, at most he would be expelled from the military and sentenced to a few years in prison.
That's it, there will be no fear of life, and now we need to expose Song Mingxuan's ugly face and let his vicious behavior of trying to kill his countrymen for some profit be exposed in broad daylight. He must take the initiative to surrender and tell all the truth.
clear.
So, in the next few days, he began to consciously move towards Nanjing City. His many years of military career told him that since Song Mingxuan had murderous intentions, it was impossible not to have means to guard against him.
Therefore, he did not dare to take the main road and go directly to the city. He wanted to dress up as a beggar first (actually there was no need to dress up, he already had the image of a beggar), and then slowly approach Nanjing.
However, the idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. When he walked to a small town called Xiaozhuang Wharf, a dozen miles away from Nanjing, to beg for food, he was beaten and driven away by several other beggars.
Only then did he realize that even being a beggar is not an easy task. Beggars are also divided into territories and levels. Going to beg on other people's territory rashly is tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth. If you don't beat you, who will you beat?
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Later, when it was dark, he took advantage of a bun shop owner who didn't pay attention, grabbed a few buns and ran away. Just when he was about to run out of the town, he was jumped by a dog on the roadside and bit him.
He alerted several gang members and exposed himself.
At this time, Instructor Qi began to have difficulties, and with his observation skills developed over many years, he found that some strange and strong men began to appear in Xiaozhuang Pier and other large market towns, so he suspected that some gangster sent by Lu Er was responsible for the murder, and even more
I don't dare to show up easily.
Today, he has arrived at Niujie Town, which is the closest to Nanjing City. At this time, his appearance has changed drastically. His body has lost a lot of weight after more than ten days of hunger and cold. His hair is unkempt, and there is no clean spot on his face.
His beard was long and scraggy, stained with a lot of dirt, and his tattered clothes and pants were so dirty that the color could not be distinguished. Only his eyes were still vigilantly observing the situation at the entrance of the town ahead.
At this time, he knew that time was running out. There was originally a path outside the town that he could go around, but it was about to rain in the gloomy sky. In addition, he was now empty and hungry, and he had no strength in his body. Moreover, the day before yesterday
The wounds bitten by the dogs began to fester, and if I tried to find a way to go to Nanjing City to surrender, I was afraid that my injuries would kill me.
All he wanted to do now was to go into town to get some food. Even a little pig food would last him until he entered Nanjing.
As an artillery instructor for many years, he still had basic observation skills. He had already noticed a few men in black sitting in a tea shop at the entrance of the town. They did not talk to each other, but looked out with pairs of eyes.
And when I saw that all of them had bulging bags on their waists, and either had guns or knives hidden in them, I knew they must be Lu Er's men.
He had no other choice but to be patient with them and hope it would rain soon. He saw that the tea shop simply had a thatched roof, which could not prevent rain at all.
A gang member must go into the house to take shelter from the rain. As long as he sneaks into the town, can these gang members be able to guard the streets and houses like the army?
Not long after, when Instructor Qi's stomach growled again, the raindrops in the sky fell densely like flowers scattered by a goddess. Instructor Qi was not in a hurry, and just opened his mouth to swallow the rainwater that fell in his mouth.
Not only was I hungry, I was also very thirsty.
Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, his vision began to blur. In his hazy eyes, Instructor Qi finally saw several big men unable to sit still and getting into the back room of the tea shop.
At this moment, there happened to be seven or eight pedestrians who were rushing into the town to take shelter from the rain, carrying baskets on their backs. Instructor Qi imitated them and covered his head with his hands, jumped out from the roadside, and joined them without saying a word.
The procession limped towards the town.
After entering the town, the group of people came to stand in front of the house with eaves to take shelter from the rain. Only then did they notice a foul smell coming from around them. They all turned their heads and finally discovered that Instructor Qi was even dirtier than a beggar.
Everyone started to curse in disgust, their voices getting louder and louder, and some even put down their baskets and started to chase people away.
For fear of alarming the gang members, Instructor Qi did not dare to retaliate. He could only walk into the pouring rain alone, staggering to the other side of the town soaking wet. Only he knew the misery in his heart.
Just half a month ago, I was a respected major instructor at the Central Army Military Academy, but now I have become a beggar spurned by several country bumpkins. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel sad, and my tears mixed with the rain.
It crashed down.
How miserable he felt at this time was how strong his hatred for Song Mingxuan was.
