Chapter 215 Why is it so difficult for me to just go home!
Hu Zhengquan is now like a salted fish hanging on a bamboo pole in the cold window, desperately shaking his legs in the wind trying to climb up.
But in the eyes of the police dog who followed Hu Zhengquan, this action was the target's contempt for him, and he actually dared to shake the "ham" in his mouth.
"Woof woof woof!"
Now the police dogs have chased them to the embankment of the railway track. One of them, who was running fast, even jumped up after Hu Zhengquan and wanted to bite Hu Zhengquan's butt. However, Hu Zhengquan's body swayed and his strength was exhausted. The police dogs jumped over and hit him.
When I got on the train, I was thrown forward by the momentum of the train, rolled and fell to the ground, screaming "Ouch!"
The other police dogs were also aroused by Hu Zhengquan and ran forward following Hu Zhengquan who was hanging on the train, jumping up and biting Hu Zhengquan's feet from time to time.
Hu Zhengquan saw that the dog had caught up with him and was still biting his feet, so he kicked harder and harder. He could only bite him four or five times just to catch his breath.
As mentioned earlier, a person with two legs cannot run as well as a person with four legs. If Hu Zhengquan had not been passed by a train, he would have been bitten by a police dog.
But Hu Zhengquan had already calculated the passing time of all the trains in his mind, and he was obviously prepared. This was the advantage of calculating mentally but not deliberately.
If a person with two legs cannot outrun a person with four legs, then after all, a person with four legs cannot outrun a person with wheels.
Now Hu Zhengquan was riding a train with fifty or sixty wheels. Of course, the police dog couldn't outrun Hu Zhengquan. He was kicked down several times and was gradually left behind by the train.
Hu Zhengquan has been fighting against the inertia of the train since he climbed onto the train. As soon as he stabilized his body, he started fighting against the police dog again. Only now can he finally take a breath.
Feeling the cold wind blowing from the front, I didn't dare to look forward even if I squinted my eyes. I could only face forward to the back, temporarily hanging my legs, and clinging to the carriage ladder with both hands, even though the blood on my hands was frozen.
Solidified on the angle iron of the ladder.
Hu Zhengquan climbed on the ladder and looked behind him, only to see the annoying dogs following the train and eating ashes, still chasing in vain along the railway track.
That annoying Li Xuewu stood in the snow and looked at him. Although his expression couldn't be seen clearly, he probably had a look of regret and despair.
Just like a few days ago, Hu Zhengquan came out of the club and saw that the lights in his house were turned off. He looked telepathically at the window he knew was watching him. Hu Zhengquan knew that Li Xuewu must be watching from behind that window.
Li Xuewu can definitely see it if he makes gestures to Li Xuewu.
The two have been fighting wits and courage for so long, and have a deep understanding of each other. To put it bluntly, Hu Zhengquan's understanding of Li Xuewu is deeper than Sister Lou's understanding of Li Xuewu. It is the kind of understanding that touches the soul.
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In a life-and-death fight, the person who understands you best must be your opponent.
As the train moved forward with "dang, dang, dang, dang," Hu Zhengquan faced the back of the train to escape the cold wind and saw more happy things.
Although my hands hurt, my chest hurts, and my face hurt from the cold, I feel really happy to have escaped.
Escaped!
Yes, escaped!
Back home!
Yes, I'm going home!
Gradually, Hu Zhengquan saw the pursuers appear in his field of vision one by one, each one closer to him, but now they all looked helpless. They were rushing, running, and slowly slowing down as they ran.
The speed of running was reduced, and it was obvious that they had a feeling of despair in their hearts.
Hu Zheng
Quan even saw clearly the face of the guard member closest to him. He knew this person. He had been in the guard team for two years. From the information given by the organization, he even knew what kind of cigarette this person liked to smoke and where he lived.
Hehehe, want to catch me?
&ui!
!
In the next life, let these people and dogs chasing me despair~
Let that bullshit organization go away. You are free now. When you get to the nearest city, use the letter of introduction and money in your pocket to go to Tianjin, then go to the sea to the port city, and then go home~
go home!
Yes, back home~
Hahahahaha~
Ryoko~Eri~I want to go back
"Pong!"
Hu Zhengquan was imagining returning to his hometown, meeting the relatives he missed day and night, and living a leisurely and contented life. His joyful mood was suddenly interrupted when he felt someone bumped into him from behind, and his body was violently hit.
Climbing the ladder, my chest was hit again, and the place where I was hit earlier hurt even more.
"Ah~~~"
Hu Zhengquan cried out in pain, hissing and tilted his head to look behind him, only to see a guard grabbing the clothes on his shoulders with both hands, pulling downwards hard, trying to pull him off the train.
"Let go, you bastard! Look at the rocks below. Do you want to die?"
Hearing the target screaming for him to let go, how could Zhao Yajun be willing to let go of the achievements he had already received? This was his hope to become a regular employee and change his life, this was his second brother's hope to get a wife, this was his third brother's hope and his younger sister's hope to go to school.
This is the hope for myself and my family to get out of the mountains, how can I be willing to let go.
"Let go first and go back with me."
Hearing this idiot's answer, Hu Zhengquan cursed, "What benefits has Li Xuewu given you? What benefits has the steel rolling mill given you? Is it worth your efforts? Don't tell me your bullshit ideals. Think about yours."
Family, wife, children, do you still want to fight with me here?"
It would have been better if Hu Zhengquan didn't say that he thought about his family. The more he said this, the tighter Zhao Yajun's grip became.
Well, you're right, I didn't think about any nonsense ideals, I thought about my family, and that's why I wanted to catch you.
Zhao Yajun grabbed the clothes on Hu Zhengquan's shoulders with both hands and kept pulling down, not letting go even if the train swayed and the two of them swayed left and right.
"I hid a lot of money near the steel rolling mill. All my wages and savings over the years were hidden there. I'll tell you the address and you can let me go, okay?"
"Don't let me go. Let go and follow me back."
"Ah! It's more than 10,000 yuan, and there are U.S. dollars. You know, U.S. dollars are very valuable money. I didn't spend the tens of thousands of U.S. dollars they gave me. I put them all over there.
It will be yours as soon as you get up, it will be enough for you to live a carefree life for the rest of your life, can I give it all to you?"
"No, you come back with me"
Seeing that this was a stubborn move, Hu Zhengquan stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he turned his head fiercely and bit Zhao Yajun's hand that was holding his shoulder.
It is said that ten fingers connect to the heart. Zhao Yajun closed his eyes in pain when Hu Zhengquan bit his finger, and screamed, but he refused to let go. He was so hurt that he hit his head on Hu Zhengquan's back, which did not stop Hu Zhengquan from biting himself.
This Hu Zhengquan is also ruthless. Now that he is pulled down by this stubborn person, he will either be knocked to death on the roadbed stone, or he will be captured and tortured by these people, and he will eventually be shot.
Now Hu Zhengquan and Zhao Yajun are either dead or dead, so there is no strength left.
Hu Zhengquan bit Zhao Yajun to tears in pain. He couldn't help but let go of Hu Zhengquan's shoulder with his left hand. His body was shaken by the train, and his right hand was also shaken away.
Just when Hu Zhengquan felt that he had won again, his waist was hugged by the stubborn man who thought he had fallen.
Hu Zhengquan lowered his head and saw that Zhao Yajun had hugged his waist again regardless of the blood on his hands.
Now Hu Zhengquan's hands holding on to the train carriage ladder had lost all strength and he was about to lose his grip. He ran for his life non-stop, through complicated alleys, through heavy snow ditches, through waist-deep snow, and again
After getting on the train and fighting for so long, my body could no longer bear it.
The feet of the boy below him had already touched the ground, and he kept getting knocked by the stones on the roadbed, but he refused to let him go.
"Ah~~ It's your uncle~~ If you really want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
Hu Zhengquan saw that the boy was in pain and curled up with his feet without letting go. He hugged his own waist and lifted him up, and then used his own feet to cover the belly and waist of the person behind him. .??.
Now Zhao Yajun's situation is really urgent. There is blood on his hands, his stomach is being kicked by the target, and his feet are being knocked and rubbed by stones. His whole body is in severe pain.
"Are you letting go? Are you letting go? Are you letting go?"
Hu Zhengquan asked a question every time he kicked, and asked a question every time he kicked. In the end, he was tired and just kicked mechanically. He had long since lost the energy to ask questions.
Just when Hu Zhengquan couldn't hold on anymore, and Zhao Yajun couldn't hold on either, a large rubber-soled cotton shoe sole with black cinders kicked Hu Zhengquan in the face.
Hu Zhengquan was stunned when he was kicked. He didn't even care about the people behind him. He looked up and saw a guard holding the carriage, standing on the ladder and kicking him in the face.
"Are you drafting it? Why is it so difficult for me to just go home!"
"Pong!"
"Pong!"
"Pong!"
It was Gao Fengkun who was standing on the roof of the carriage and kicking Hu Zhengquan from top to bottom. He ran fast, grabbed a carriage and climbed up first, then moved it bit by bit from the coal pile above, and just moved to the top of Hu Zhengquan. He saw that the target was kicking him.
His companion also kicked him down with a big foot.
"Go down and come back with us"
Hu Zhengquan turned his face sideways to hide from the big foot above him, but the kicks on his side were very painful. In order to relieve the pain of being kicked by the big foot, Hu Zhengquan had to switch his face from left to right.
Hu Zhengquan was so desperate that he couldn't hold on, so he could fight back to deal with the one above.
When Gao Fengkun saw that Zhao Yajun had started to mop the floor with his feet, he couldn't hold on any longer. How could he follow the current target's ink marks and his face? Cao Nima, I came on the train to give you a massage in the cold weather.
The face is coming.
"Fuck your uncle, get down here~"
"Bang!"
Gao Fengkun used all his strength with his big foot to twist Hu Zhengquan's sideways face away. Hu Zhengquan's hand that he had been holding on to for so long finally lost his grip and was dragged down by the man below.
"Plop"
"Gudong"
"Gululu"
Zhao Yajun only felt that the target was being pulled down by him. His hand hit the stone and it hurt. His body began to roll uncontrollably, and then he became dizzy.
When Gao Fengkun saw his target being kicked down, he climbed down the ladder, climbed to the lowest point, jumped into the snow ditch next to him, and then rolled up.
Gao Fengkun learned this trick in his hometown. When riding a horse, sometimes the horse would roll into the snow or sand out of control. Nine times out of ten, it would not be injured. Obviously, this experience saved him.
He shook his head, wiped the snow from his eyes and looked forward. He saw that the train had already driven away, and there were two people fighting on the ground not far ahead. To be precise, the target was beating Zhao Yajun.
Gao Fengkun's eyes turned red. He had just arrived in the city following Zhao Yajun's relationship. It was Zhao Yajun who was taking care of him in the city. It was Zhao Yajun who asked him to carry out this mission. The two of them had not only been in a relationship since they were young, they were still there now.
A brotherly relationship that goes through life and death.
"Fuck you, sir!" Gao Fengkun roared angrily and ran forward. It was only over a hundred meters away. Zhao Yajun ran along the roadbed much faster than he had run in the snow just now. He reached the two of them in just over twenty seconds.
Come here.
The target was seen repeatedly hitting Zhao Yajun on the head with his elbow and punching Zhao Yajun in the face with his fist, trying to get Zhao Yajun to let go of his waist, but Zhao Yajun refused to let go.
"boom"
Gao Fengkun once again gave Hu Zhengquan a face massage. A big foot kicked Hu Zhengquan on the head, causing Hu Zhengquan to fall on the snow.
In fact, Hu Zhengquan knew he couldn't run away from the moment he was kicked off the train. Those people in the distance were desperately chasing him here again, the dog on the railway track, the man who kicked him on the train, and this one, this one who kept holding him
My own stubbornness.
I can't run away anymore, I can't run away anymore, but I just can't give in. I just want to beat up the person who pulled me down, this fool who can only say "go back with me", so stubborn.
Gao Fengkun knew that this was the target that the section chief had been watching for a long time, and he must be an important person. He did not dare to let him die. After he was kicked down, he endured the desire to avenge his brother immediately, took out the cuffs from his waist and laid him down in the snow.
The target is handcuffed.
The moment his hands were handcuffed, Hu Zhengquan seemed to be dead. He stared blankly at the black night sky, lying on his back in the snow, letting the snow surround him. The endless night sky seemed to be his home.
The road is long and dark.
When Gao Fengkun saw that he had cuffed the target and Zhao Yajun was still holding the target, he said to Zhao Yajun, "Yajun, let go of him. I have already cuffed him."
But after saying this twice, no movement was seen from Zhao Yajun. Gao Fengkun stood up and grabbed Zhao Yajun's shoulders and pulled him back, but he couldn't pull away. He leaned over and looked between the two of them, only to see Zhao Yajun's eyes tightening.
A look of pain on his face.
"Brother, let go, we've caught him."
Gao Fengkun whispered in Zhao Yajun's ear. He touched the hand that Zhao Yajun was holding, and felt a damp and warm feeling. When he pulled it out, it turned out to be red blood. This blood was red against the background of the snow.
So dazzling.
"ah!
!
!”
Gao Fengkun roared and turned over the target, which was waiting for death, and looked at Zhao Yajun's hand on the target's waist. He saw that the hand he was grasping was already covered in flesh and blood.
