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【700】Old Iron Village

I have heard some things these days, all about Zheng Chun. Up until now, brother Chun’s room is still the same as the one he decorated on the day he married Qiqi. The news that Zheng Chun married a dead man has spread again.

Well, many people also make irresponsible remarks. In fact, I admire Zheng Chun for his courage to take action. As for Tang Jie, I don’t know when they stopped restraining Tang Jie. It is said that Tang Jie screamed several times.

People asked Zheng Chun to go to his room and wanted to talk to Zheng Chun about something, but Zheng Chun didn't even go and gave him the excuse. There was also something that the entire Fang family dynasty could see, that is, Tang Jie still liked Zheng Chun.

Chun, but Zheng Chun doesn't think about those things at all now, the hatred in his heart has buried everything.

Du Huashao and Xiao Zai'er were in the corner, muttering to each other.

I waited like this for about an hour. It was already past 1 o'clock in the morning, and I was already a little sleepy. Brother Feng's phone rang. He took the phone, said a few words, and then looked at us.

"Go out and get the guys. Meet at the back door."

We all stood up and looked at each other. Mr. Du Hua was the first to open the door and we all went out. I returned to the car, took out my pistol, skillfully loaded the magazine and closed it.

The insurance was stuffed into his clothes. Shaochen and his friends' cars were parked next to mine. Only A-Bian was bare-handed. He didn't have a gun. Besides, I forgot to hear someone say that he didn't like using guns either, but A-Bian was unarmed.

Bian has a very beautiful Mongolian knife. It should be regarded as a Mongolian dagger. It is as long as an arm. Whenever something happens, Bian likes to hold the Mongolian dagger behind his waist. It has a plastic cloth cover and the knife has no edge. But

According to A-Bian, he almost cut off a man's arm with this knife. After all, he was very strong. Although the Mongolian knife did not have an edge, it still had that edge.

This time when we were all preparing our guns, A-Bian actually took out the Mongolian knife from Qin Xuan's car. But I didn't see clearly what the Mongolian knife looked like. When I got off, it was with the cloth cover.

I'm still very curious. After all, we have never seen anyone fighting here. He was holding a Mongolian knife. "Ah Bian, is this Mongolian knife easy to use? You really don't even need a gun. Do you want to use this?"

?It’s so big, it won’t be convenient then.”

Ah Bian patted his back, "It doesn't matter whether the weapon is easy to use or not. The key is who uses it. I'm used to it." After finishing speaking, Ah Bian reached out and patted his trouser legs and Ah Bian's shoes.

, they are the standard military shoes, big leather shoes, the kind that are hard and have big feet. On the side of his military boots, there is a small sharpened Mongolian knife. We have all seen this before. "I still have this,

The one at the back is for my carry-on, and I usually use this knife. If it hadn't been for what Hui Xu said about the gang of desperadoes today, I wouldn't have taken out my Mongolian knife."

"Why is this knife straight and not curved like the one shown on TV?"

A Bian smiled and said, "What do you think it is?"

"It's like Shang Fang's sword on TV, but it's curved and shiny. It's like the half-moon scimitar in the legend."

A-Bian shook his head, "This is a family heirloom. It has been passed down from generation to generation."

"That's a treasure."

"Well, it can be sold for a lot of money." I said casually.

"I'll sell my life, but I won't sell this knife." A-Bian's tone was very firm.

I quickly smiled and said, "I was joking, I was joking."

A-Bian didn't say anything either. A-Bian Shaochen, Qin Xuan Tianwu and I basically had all our things together and in the car. Soon, everyone was ready. After everything was ready.

Shaochen walked up to us and patted A-Bian, "Show me your Mongolian knife. I heard from Brother Sheng that you don't like to use guns and rarely use them. You always carry a Mongolian knife whenever you have something to do."

, and a small dagger.”

A-Bian smiled and took out the Mongolian knife from his back again, "Here you go, take a look."

Shaochen pulled out the cloth sheath of the knife. The knife was not as curved and shiny as I imagined on TV, but this Mongolian knife was really beautiful. It looked like it was worth a lot of money. It was brown.

The mahogany knife handle has something like a dragon's scales where it is held. There are three pieces folded together, and above it is the blade. The blade is a small circle with a hollow in the middle, which is equivalent to a big circle with the middle

A small circle was hollowed out. At the top of the big circle, the curvature is not very obvious. It is thin in the middle and wide at the top. There is also a curvature at the top and a tip. The workmanship of this Mongolian knife is very surprising. There are also inlays on the side of the blade.

There is a red thing on it, I don’t know what it is but let’s call it a ruby. In short, it is very, very beautiful. The blade is very blunt and has no edge, but the tip is still very sharp. This knife is not as sharp as they say.

As for the length of the arm, according to my opinion, this knife is about the same length as the machete we used to use in school, which is also the length of the forearm.

Shaochen held it in his hand, his eyes full of love, "It's so good, this knife. It's so damn good."

"It's good enough." Tianwu also came around and I held the knife in my hand and looked at it carefully.

A-Bian smiled over there, "This is an heirloom of my family, passed down from generation to generation. Legend has it that in my grandfather's grandfather's time, this sword was a reward from the imperial court at that time."

"Then can this be considered an antique?"

"It must be calculated. When I was down and out, a rich businessman offered me two million to buy my knife. I didn't sell it, and I was about to starve to death. Later, the rich businessman took pity on me and gave me a few hundred yuan to help me solve the problem at that time.

question. He took the knife, looked at it, and then took a photo. I don’t know what the knife is called. In short, it is an heirloom of our family. My master gave it to me and told me that it was our family’s heirloom.

Passed down from our ancestors."

"Does your master know your parents?"

"Master rarely tells me these things. If I don't understand what he says, he won't allow me to ask. If I don't understand, I have to listen. I can't ask."

"Okay, hurry up and get there, we won't be the slowest by then."

"Well, okay, let's go." When we arrived at the back door, Brother Feng and the others were already there. Brother Feng still had the phone in his hand and didn't know what they were talking about.

We stood there and waited for a few minutes. Brother Feng hung up the phone and looked at us, "It should be the real Laotie Village. There are four people watching."

"Duan Sanhu is very ruthless. There are seven people in total, and four of them are sent out to look after him."

Brother Feng nodded, "Three of these four people change positions every hour and are replaced by ordinary people. It's really hard to distinguish. I really wonder how Brother Sheng found out."

"You're lucky." Xiaozai'er smiled. "When luck comes, there's nothing you can do to stop it."

We looked at the little kid and ignored him. After all, we had just beaten him, and we were happy to see the injuries on his face. Although he was not pleasing to the eye, we could still distinguish the general parts clearly.

Know what to say and what not to say, when to make trouble and when not to make trouble.

"How to do it?"

Brother Feng pointed out: "Young Master Du Hua, you and Zheng Chun are in one, Xiaozai is in one for us, Liuer, you and Tianwu are in one, Shaochen is in one with Qin Xuan. A Bian, there is only one exit in this village, please wait a moment

I just waited at the entrance of the village and took a look at the situation inside. There should be hidden whistles inside. But there will definitely not be too many people. Brother Sheng warned everyone to be careful. After all, there may not only be seven people. Xiao Hei saw

It’s not necessarily true, you all understand.”

"What about me?" Brother Xu smiled, "It's none of my business, I'll be your cheerleader."

"You and A-Bian forget it together." Brother Feng said, "See where you need help, see if there are any secret whistles or anything like that."

"Yeah, okay."

Brother Feng looked at the four of us. One of the four of us was in the small newsstand at the intersection at the west corner of Laowang Village. Mr. Du Hua, you guys go there. The other was in a car directly opposite the exit of Laowang Village.

Not far from our back door, there was a van, with some other vehicles parked around it. Isn't there a restaurant over there? That van has been parked next to the hotel. It's pretty easy to spot, it's red bread.

Xiao Zai'er, let's go there, and about fifty meters to the right of the entrance of Laowang Village, there is a canteen owned by someone from their village. Brother Sheng said that the canteen is newly opened, and the person inside is

Duan Sanhu's people. Liu'er, you and Tianwu go and get rid of that person. There's also the last one." Brother Feng smiled slightly, "It's right opposite our Fang Family Dynasty. There's a stall selling Malatang right now. I guess.

You have all eaten there. The three tigers are really brave. I said how could he always know our whereabouts? After making trouble for a long time, he placed his people at the entrance of our Fang family.

Yes. But you should be polite when you attack this person, you know, Qin Xuan."

When Qin Xuan heard this, he asked, "Why?"

"Brother Sheng is more confident that the three people in front are the ones who are being watched from outside. The one at the entrance of our Fang Family Dynasty. Brother Sheng is just guessing, that is to say."

"I'm confused." I was the first to speak.

Brother Feng nodded, "Brother Sheng said that he didn't feel anything when he passed by before, but when he passed by tonight, he just felt something was wrong. He even stopped the car and talked to the owner of the roadside stall selling Malatang.

After a few words, he said that everything was normal, so it appeared to be abnormal because the weather was cold now. In such a cold weather, he was still setting up a stall there at 12 o'clock in the evening? The street was so deserted."

"He spends twenty-four hours in the summer, he and his wife."

"Yes, then he didn't come out a few days ago." Brother Feng said, "The weather is so cold now, how can anyone set up a stall? Duan Sanhu has a woman in his hands, so what Brother Sheng wants is to kill Ning Wong."

, don’t let go, control them first, cut off their contact information such as mobile phones, if it is not right, if it is, then it is less worrying. I give you control, not to get started when you go, but to go

From now on, sit there and cheer him on, chat with the boss, tell some lies, distract their attention, and make them take it lightly. Maybe Duan Sanhu already knows that Huixu is here with us now."


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