This hard leather bag contains a lot of bottles and jars. In addition, there are more than a dozen small paper boxes and a camera with a hard leather jacket.
He picked up a paper box at random and looked at it. Just from the pattern on it, he knew that it should contain film. Looking at the model number on it, he was even more happy that these 120 film were from his Rollei Twin.
It works the same way!
Turning his head and looking at Boss Qiu, who was facing the wall, Wei Ran picked up the rangefinder camera from the hard leather bag and looked at it. The red window behind it showed that seven or eight photos had been taken. He continued to flip through it.
The bag also contained two gold bars the size of later disposable lighters, a newspaper, a roll of silver dollars as long as chopsticks wrapped in red paper, and two cartons of pistol bullets. As for the remaining bottles and cans,
They seem to be all kinds of chemicals used to develop photos.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran took out the food box from the metal book, took out half of the chocolates wrapped in tin foil on the second layer, wrapped them in newspapers and put them into a hard leather bag, and then put all the films he had scavenged into them.
After putting away the food box, he put all the valuable items he had just found into the hard leather satchel with a plaster flag printed on it. Then he whispered in the ear of the shivering Boss Qiu, "Lean against the wall and open your eyes."
, put on your clothes, if you dare to look around and shout, I will dig out your eyes and stuff them into your mouth!"
Boss Qiu, who had his eyes closed tightly, turned around slowly while holding on to the wall. He carefully opened his eyes a little, took the clothes thrown by Wei Ran and put them on shiveringly, and then stepped on the pair of clothes.
There were still cloth shoes with broken bricks inside.
While Boss Qiu was getting dressed, Wei Ran lifted the corner of the curtain and took a look outside. In the hall outside, there were two people sitting on both sides of the Eight Immortals table, holding box cannons in their hands.
A traitor who drinks tea and eats green radish.
In addition, at the door of the bathhouse, there are two traitors with the same waist and hip box cannon standing guard. This is not over yet, there is also a sidecar motorcycle, several bicycles and a rickshaw parked outside the bathhouse.
The rickshaw driver was sitting on the steps in front of the bathhouse, smoking a cigarette. Across the street, Uncle Zhou was still sitting at the breakfast stall, eating breakfast leisurely.
After putting down the curtain, Wei Ran grabbed Boss Qiu by his waistband and pushed him to the door. He first pressed the pistol with the silencer on his lower back, and then whispered into his ear, "Find an excuse.
Those two tea-drinking traitors tricked us in."
Boss Qiu swallowed, carefully raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, then stuck half of his head out of the curtain to look, and shouted in a panic, "Erhu, Xiaosan'er, come in and help me!"
Dad slipped!"
The two traitors who were drinking tea were startled when they saw Boss Qiu emerging from behind the curtain. When they realized what they were doing, they immediately put down the teacup and pistol in their hands and asked with concern as they walked into the bathhouse, "Second Master, are you okay?"
Come on! Why are you so interested in taking a bath today, young master?"
"How do I know why my dad called me here? Why do you two talk so much? Come in and help! I can't help him up by himself." As soon as Boss Qiu finished saying this, Wei Ran pulled him by the belt and gave him a hand.
Pulled it back.
Pointing to the base of the wall, Boss Qiu squatted down with his head in his arms, while Wei Ran waited by the wall with a bayonet in one hand and a gun in the other. After only one or two breaths, the two traitors started to panic.
He opened the curtain and walked in.
"Second Master, you didn't..."
Before one of the traitors closest to Wei Ran could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and was then pulled and slowly fell to the ground.
Wei Ran let go of the bayonet that pierced the opponent's chest, pulled the corpse's arm forward, and moved behind the other traitor who had a gun pressed against his temple. He held his chin and pulled it hard, and there was a crisp click.
Amidst the sound, he easily broke the neck of the second traitor.
After the two corpses were spread out on the ground one after another, Wei Ran opened the curtain and took a look outside. Seeing that the two sentries didn't notice at all, he walked to Boss Qiu's side, pulled out a belt from the pile of clothes, and pulled him
His hands were tied.
After looking around, Wei Ran picked up a pair of pants from an unknown person, blindfolded Boss Qiu and tied them tightly.
He took out a musket from his hard leather bag and loaded it with bullets. Wei Ran opened the curtain and strode to the door. Then with a smile on his face, he took out two pistols and pointed them at each other while looking at the puzzled eyes of the two traitors on guard.
into their bellies.
"Don't raise your hands, hold your chin with your hands, and walk in with me honestly."
Anyone who can be a traitor and is willing to stand guard for others is naturally not a tough master. Without thinking, the two of them raised their hands and dragged their cheeks, their two dark faces that were about to be squeezed out of shape by the slap, trying to look disgusting and flattering.
His expression followed Wei Ran's turn, and he turned around step by step, and then retreated into the bathhouse while holding a gun.
Halfway through, Wei Ran took the time to glance at the old man behind the counter, but the man had already shrunk under the table, making it clear that he didn't see anything.
At the same time, Uncle Zhou, who was opposite the bathhouse, had already secretly grasped the handle of the box cannon and was vigilantly observing the situation at both ends of the street.
Besides, in the bathhouse, the two traitors on guard had just entered and tripped over the corpses on the ground. Wei Ran, who had originally pointed his gun at them, would not give them a chance to stand up. He went up and kicked them accurately with both feet.
position behind their ears.
After the two traitors fainted, Wei Ran put away the two pistols in his hands and directly broke their necks.
For a while, the steamy bathhouse was filled with corpses, but Wei Ran looked calm on the other hand. In his eyes, compared to those little devils who committed evil, these traitors were more hateful, and they were so happy
Killing them, or killing them in such a bloody manner, would not bring any psychological burden to him at all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even if conditions did not allow, he would have thought of using all the torture courses he had learned at Hongqi Forest Farm on them!
Finally looking at Boss Qiu who was still shivering in the corner, Wei Ran put away his pistol slowly, then took off all the holsters and bullet bags from the waists of the corpses of the four traitors, and went to the hall outside to get them.
He took away the two box cannons placed on the Eight Immortals table and carried the hard leather satchel in his hand.
"Let's go." Wei Ran grabbed Boss Qiu and left the bathhouse with a hard leather bag in one hand.
Before going out, Wei Ran took off Boss Qiu's trousers and the belt on his hands, picked up the motorcycle parked at the door with his chin, "Can you drive that thing?"
"No!" Boss Qiu replied with a sad face, "I would like to learn, but my legs can't reach the ground."
"Go and sit on the sidecar and be honest." Wei Ran pressed Boss Qiu's shoulder and reminded him, "There is one of our people sitting at the breakfast stall opposite, so if you don't want to die, just be honest."
Boss Qiu, who had been pinched the whole time, nodded tremblingly, held on to the door frame and walked out of the bathhouse with difficulty, and stumbled into the sidecar of the motorcycle.
On the other hand, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, he walked to the counter, took out a roll of silver coins from his leather satchel and handed it to the old shopkeeper, "Take the money and live somewhere else. You shouldn't say anything else."
He said, don’t look at things you shouldn’t look at. Do you understand?”
"understand!"
The old shopkeeper quickly opened the drawer, picked up the money he had just wrapped in a towel, took the roll of silver coins from Wei Ran's hand with great gratitude, walked out of the bathhouse without thinking, and sat on the waiting table at the door.
The rickshaw goes in the direction of the south gate.
Before the coachman could start running, Uncle Zhou had already torn off the white cloth cover from the bamboo pole, balled it up randomly and stuffed it into his chest. Then he got on a bicycle parked at the entrance of the bathhouse and chased after him.
As Wei Ran passed by, he whispered, "Meet at the Lotus Pavilion outside the south gate."
Wei Ran nodded imperceptibly and stepped onto the motorcycle with the plaster flag hanging on it. After some simple research, he started the car and turned around and drove to the dilapidated alley where he lived last night.
It took more than half an hour to walk on foot, but it only took less than five minutes on the motorcycle. Wei Ran parked the motorcycle at the entrance of the alley and said to Boss Qiu who was sitting on the sidecar, "Go."
Call out the one with the injured thigh in the courtyard. As long as we are sent out of the city, today's matter will be over. From now on, as long as you don't act like a traitor, I will let you go."
How could Boss Qiu dare to say anything else at this time? He climbed down from the sidecar and stumbled to the end of the alley and pushed open the wooden door of the small courtyard. After a while, he was hiding in the courtyard.
After waiting for a long time, Han Shoutian limped out carrying a box of cannons.
"Brother Han, sit behind me," Wei Ran greeted quickly.
Upon hearing this, Han Shoutian quickly jumped forward on one leg, hurriedly got on the motorcycle and asked quickly, "How is the situation at the bathhouse?"
"Everything goes well. Cover your face. Let's go to the Lotus Pavilion outside the south gate now." Wei Ran replied while handing the hard cowhide bag that he had been carrying on his shoulder to the other party. Then he picked up the pistol and urged Boss Qiu to hurry up.
boarding.
Han Shoutian was stunned for a moment after hearing the name Lotus Pavilion, and then he took the hard cowhide bag and carried it on his shoulder.
When Boss Qiu reluctantly climbed onto the sidecar, Wei Ran immediately turned the accelerator and drove the sidecar motorcycle in the direction of the south gate. Han Shoutian, who was sitting behind him, took over and pointed the gun secretly.
Boss Qiu’s job.
Amidst the roar of the engine, Weiran deliberately drove the sidecar motorcycle on the street in an arrogant manner.
When he approached the Nanguan City Gate, Han Shoutian stabbed Boss Qiu in the sidecar with the box cannon in his hand without any reminder.
The latter gritted his teeth, straightened up reluctantly, waved his short arms arrogantly and shouted, "Get out of the way! If I delay my work, I will kill you!"
"Where did Qiu Dalang get this iron donkey from?"
"Er Mazi must have exchanged it for his daughter!"
The two puppet soldiers guarding the city were quite envious and said nothing seriously, allowing the motorcycle to drive out unimpeded.
After all, everyone in this city who is not blind or deaf knows that Qiu Ermazi and the little devil are almost wearing a loincloth, so naturally no one dares to offend his arrogant little son.
Driving the motorcycle out of the south gate without any obstruction, Han Shoutian immediately directed Wei Ran to a dirt road with lotus ponds on both sides. After driving along this bumpy dirt road for half an hour, when the county seat behind him
When he could hardly see clearly, Wei Ran suddenly turned his motorcycle onto a side road, then braked and stopped on the side of the road.
