The four-hour bumpy journey finally passed. When we arrived at Shatangzhou, it was already noon. Shatangzhou was particularly lively today. Military off-road jeeps were parked everywhere. This area was full of mountain roads and there were no vehicles with such powerful power. There is really no way to get here safely.
Yan Yuntian acted very cautiously and headed towards the destination as soon as he got off the car. Just as Shen Sanquan thought, there seemed to be Yan Yuntian's acquaintances everywhere. The Golden Triangle was indeed not Baihun's, and Yan Yuntian was able to get to know so many people. , and it’s definitely not just because he is the largest arms dealer in the Golden Triangle. Many times, in addition to a certain fate, the relationship between people is more about the flow of heart to heart. If you are good to others, others will Nature will be good to you, but if all you think about every day is how to scheme against others, it can be said that you will not have a true friend.
The person who received Shen Sanquan and his party was an old man in his sixties. He seemed to be in good spirits. When he saw Yan Yuntian, he happily went up to hug him. Then he didn't even look at Shen Sanquan and others. Shen San Quan didn't ask any questions. Since he was Yan Yuntian's friend, he could rest assured.
Xiao Shi kept looking at it all the way and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Third brother, is this a village? It seems much bigger than our Nangang Village."
Shen Sanquan smiled, "Nangang Village is a small village of more than 400 people. Guapi, do you know how many people there are here?"
"How much?" Xiao Shi asked still with great interest.
The old man turned back in front, looked at Xiao Shi, and said lukewarmly, "Six thousand three hundred and forty-nine!"
Even the single digits were accurate. Shen Sanquan shook his head. It seemed that the old man Yan Yuntian knew was really not an ordinary person.
The houses in Shatangzhou look full of tropical style. They are not high-end, but very tasteful. Many of them are in the shape of an inverted funnel imitating the Thai royal family. Every house has a yard, which looks very comfortable, just like the rumors from the outside world. Like that, the people in this place are living a very happy life. Maybe the person who organizes the life and death arena will really give away money every year.
The old man's home is located in the middle of Shatangzhou. It is a two-story bamboo and rattan-style tree tube building. It looks very comfortable and has a natural feeling. Everyone went to the living room on the second floor. The old man was busy making tea. When the tea came, When Long Jiu smelled it, it was the authentic Tieguanyin. The fragrance was pleasant, and the fatigue and tiredness of four hours disappeared at once.
"You guys have a good rest here, I'm going to cook!" the old man said to Yan Yuntian with a smile.
Yan Yuntian nodded, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to trouble you."
The old man waved his hand, "This little thing makes me ashamed compared to my benefactor back in the day!"
When the old man went down, Shen Sanquan became curious and asked, "Brother Yuntian, who is this old man?"
Yan Yuntian took a sip of tea, took out cigarettes and distributed them to everyone, saying: "It's a long story. This old man is also Chinese. He came to the Golden Triangle during the Kuomintang period. I thought I saved his son's life. Alas. , later his son still failed to live up to his expectations. Not only did he take drugs, he also got into trouble with the wrong people, and was eventually killed. The old man is now alone. Living alone in Shatangzhou, he has no worries about food and clothing, but he has no family, hey. , what a miserable person!"
"Good people are rewarded, brother Yuntian, the life and death arena starts in the evening, what should we do in the afternoon?"
"Sanquan, you and Long Jiudao take a walk around the village in the afternoon. This place is very big. Get familiar with the route. If anything happens, you can leave quickly. The old man and I will go find out some information. Haiba is a bastard now. I don’t know if I’ve arrived yet, but by the way, you must be careful when walking around the village. If someone who shouldn’t see you sees it, you will be in trouble. Didn’t Master Tupalu take care of you, and Gui Lie will come too.”
Shen Sanquan nodded and walked to the small balcony outside. The weather in Shatangzhou today is very good. It can be said that it is sunny and windy. Looking at the blue sky, it is the most pleasing sky blue, with white clouds hanging in the sky. The sky makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Is the sky in Nangang Village equally brilliant today?
There were constant sounds from outside. It seemed that many people had begun to slowly enter Shatangzhou. The life and death arena attracted many people from all over the world. Even if they came to see the excitement, these people were all enjoying it. Most of the people who came Carrying weapons, in this seemingly peaceful place but actually hiding murderous intent, it is really hard to imagine what earth-shattering event will happen tonight.
The old man cooks very quickly. When it is served, these guys who have been hungry for a long time are immediately greedy. It seems that the old man has made a lot of preparations. Others say that a drop of water should be like a spring. Wanting to repay, Yan Yuntian saved his son's life back then. Perhaps now is the time for him, a lonely old man, to do his best to repay his kindness. It is still a long time before night, and everyone is not in a hurry. Only by eating well and drinking well can they be strong. Go to work, this is a principle that everyone understands.
Ding Yuan, who was far away in Taunggyi, put on old clean clothes, and a long black thread was sewn on his arm. He still remembered that this was what he and Su Qingguo and Ah Huo had done with Burma during the Yanhuang Dynasty. The result of a fierce fight between a group of murderers. The three of them fought against more than a dozen people together. In the end, they killed each other and fled. However, Ding Yuan's arm was also slashed, leaving a long scar. This case Naturally, the clothes were inevitably damaged. Ruan Qiuxian personally sewed this dress for Ding Yuan. Ding Yuan was reluctant to throw it away. Even today, thirty years later, the clothes were already yellow, but he still took them out every few days to take a look at them. When Shen Sanquan came out of that home in Yuncheng, he brought three things with him, a photo album, this old clothes, and a boning knife.
Rolling up his long sleeves, Ding Yuan took out the boning knife from under the bed, and took out a whetstone from under the desk next to him. He took half a basin of water from the basin, squatted on the ground, and slowly sharpened it. When you pick it up, the boning knife and whetstone make a crisp sound, which is like a piece of music that you will never tire of listening to, making people intoxicated.
"Good brother, today we will go to the battlefield together and drink up the blood of those enemies just like we did back then!" Ding Yuan murmured to himself while grinding.
"Qiuxian, are you okay down there? Did you see it? Today I will avenge you and your child. Don't worry, I will kill every member of the Lin family one by one, and no one will be spared!"
The dark boning knife gave off bursts of cold light, reflecting Ding Yuan's cold gaze. He stared intently, and gradually, he saw his father, Ruan Qiuxian, and his one-month-old child. , all of them were smiling at themselves, as if they were very happy, and Ye Bing and Su Qingguo also came, smoking and carrying guns, looking very impressive.
The boning knife was rubbed on the whetstone over and over again, getting sharper and sharper, and making people's hearts tremble more and more.
Ye Han walked in from the outside, looked at Ding Yuan, and squatted down, "Brother Ayuan, when will we do it?"
"Have Sanquan and the others arrived at Shatangzhou?" Ding Yuan asked.
"It's a four-hour journey and we should be here."
"The life and death arena starts at night. We will also move at night. At eight o'clock on time, we will capture Lin Jun's territory in one fell swoop. Have you made arrangements for the soldiers in the military camp?"
Ye Han nodded, "Everything has been arranged and we are preparing now. Don't worry, there won't be any big mistakes."
"That's good, that's good!" Ding Yuan said, staring at the knife without raising his head at all.
"Brother Ayuan!" Ye Han said nothing more.
Ding Yuan didn't say anything, just doing his own thing seriously.
"Brother Ayuan!" Ye Han called again.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say." Ding Yuan's voice was calm and cold.
Ye Han held it in for a long time and finally said slowly: "Brother Ayuan, I seem to feel sorry for Sanquan!"
Ding Yuan's hand suddenly stopped and he was stunned. He slowly raised his head, looked at Ye Han, and said word by word, "Ahan, please listen to me. Even if I am sorry to everyone in the world, tonight we will
We must also kill all the Lin family!"
Ye Han's heart tightened and he was speechless when he looked at Ding Yuan. He knew that Ding Yuan had waited too hard for this day. Day and night for more than thirty years, he had been burdened with the hatred of his parents, wife and children.
, this feeling can make people feel heartbroken just by imagining it.
Neither of them spoke, one was in a daze, the other was sharpening his knife, slowly waiting for the night to come.
When the boning knife shone brightly, Ding Yuan slowly stood up, holding it in his backhand, looking at Ding Yuan, "You go back to the barracks first and tell Ah Huo that after today, if we are all still alive,
I will go with him to have a supper with him, it doesn’t matter whether he cleans the table or serves the dishes.”
"I understand, Brother Ayuan!" Ye Han walked out slowly, leaving Ding Yuan with a strong figure.
Ding Yuan seemed to be very tired, and walked into the room step by step, took out a rag and carefully wiped every inch of the boning knife, just like a father treats his young son, gently, tenderly and with great love.
There is a small table placed near the shop. There is a photo frame on it. There is a family photo in it. It is the one Shen Sanquan saw in Yuncheng before. Ding Yuan is holding his wife, and Ruan Qiuxian is holding her lovingly.
My son, a family, smiling like...
Ding Yuan walked over slowly, picked it up and looked at it carefully. Tears burst into his eyes instantly. He just looked at it stupidly, his body rising and falling.
After venting for a while, he slowly put it back, turned around, looked out the window, and said softly: "Three punches, I'm sorry, please forgive Uncle Ding!"