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When the gunfire rang out, Zhao Minggui didn't understand where the gunshot came from.

He instantly understood that someone had fired from the small truck that was driving slowly by. He saw that the truck was accelerating, and black smoke came out from behind the truck, which quickly disappeared. He then turned to look at the small department store. When he was in front of the door, Lin Wenxiu had disappeared, and so had Du Ziyuan. He didn't understand what the result was. If he couldn't see the result, he didn't know what to do next!

It seemed that all the pedestrians on the street were looking towards the small department store. He was most worried that those curious pedestrians would flock to the door of the small department store and block his view. At this moment, he saw Du Ziyuan rushing out of the small department store. Du Ziyuan held Lin Wenxiu in his arms and ran towards the car as hard as he could. The young girl followed closely behind him.

Zhao Minggui felt that he had completely fallen into the ice cave, and his whole body was cold. That stupid gunman missed Du Ziyuan, but hit Lin Wenxiu who was on crutches! What an idiot!

Zhao Minggui understood that if Du Ziyuan was not dead, he could not go home, let alone leave Wuhan with Xu Wenmei! The police would surround the house where he lived at any time. Now, he had to consider what he should do next.

At this time, the street was already in chaos, and many people rushed to the door of the small department store.

Zhao Minggui took advantage of the chaos and left quietly. He got on the bus, thinking and looking at the situation on the street. Half an hour later, he got off the bus at the East Vegetable Market. He tried his best to walk to the East Market like an idler. In front of the bulletin board, I looked up and down.

The bulletin board is filled with various posters or messages, some have been yellowed by the sun, and some are newly posted, about furniture for sale, houses for rent, commodity discounts, etc.

But Zhao Minggui looked up and down several times and couldn't find a message left for him. This was his last way to contact his people. Whether it was Tu Hexiang, "Water Hyacinth" or even Wei Mingshui, all he had to do was leave him a message. Just fine, it could be used as a reference for his next step. However, he couldn't find any message. At this time, he felt like a lonely ghost, abandoned by others.

From that day until the evening, he sat on the steps by the river, watching a few people fishing below. They smoked cigarettes, sat quietly, and focused on the fishing rods in their hands. Occasionally they lifted the fishing rods, which were three inches long. The long little fish jumped in the air and shone with silver light. Zhao Minggui felt like that little fish, being thrown into the air, but he didn't know when he would land.

As evening approached, Zhao Minggui went to the East Vegetable Market again. He saw that some new messages had been posted on the bulletin board. After looking up and down for a while, he noticed that one of the messages was also newly posted. . What was written above was: "Mr. Zhao from Jinan, wait for me to go home with you." There were three corrugated lines drawn below the message.

He felt that this note was meant for him. He took off the note and quietly walked aside to read it.

He came from Jinan, his surname was Zhao, and all of these were in line with his situation. Going home together? What does this mean? Going back to Taiwan together? He was not sure about this. Maybe it was just to inform him to retreat? At this time, he noticed After thinking about those three corrugated lines, isn't this the ancient Chinese character for "水"? It seems that this is the message left by "Mr. Water" to him. Finally, what does "wait" mean? Zhao Minggui thought about it and concluded that it was Let him wait nearby. He guessed that maybe he would see someone he knew here.

Zhao Minggui thought twice and decided to wait here. He looked around, then sat down by the far wall and paid attention to the bulletin board calmly. He took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and prepared to be patient.

Waiting. About half an hour later, when it was getting dark, he really saw a familiar person, Tu Hexiang.

In the afternoon of that day, Tu Hexiang and Cui Shisan kidnapped Wang Shitou and Xiao Yuanyuan. Half an hour later, they took the two children into the small courtyard they rented in Nuomi Lane.

Now, neither Tu Hexiang nor Cui Shisan dared to let this desperate boy go. There was another reason for this. They found that with this boy, the little girl seemed to be quieter. Otherwise, if she was here

There was a lot of yelling in the small courtyard, but they really had no other solution. They locked the two children in the innermost room.

Tu Hexiang grabbed Wang Shitou's collar and pushed him into the room. He said to him fiercely: "Boy, you are lucky! Let me tell you, if you two have any bad ideas or yell or something, I will

I’m going to kill you! Do you hear me clearly?”

While on the truck, Xiao Yuanyuan rolled and crawled around in the dusty compartment. She looked at the fierce-looking Tu Hexiang and kept crying. She wiped her dirty little hands around, making the

Her face looked like a flower melon. After arriving in this room, she huddled on the bed, shedding tears and looking at Wang Shitou with her mouth pouting.

However, children are children. With Wang Shitou by her side, her mood gradually improved.

She blinked her big eyes and said, "Brother Shitou, let's shout. My voice is so shrill that you can hear it from a long distance away."

Wang Shitou glared at her and said, "You can't shout. Those two people are the worst people. If we shout, they will kill us. You won't be able to see your mother."

When Xiao Yuanyuan heard what he said, she pursed her lips again and shed tears one after another.

Shitou was fifteen years old after all, and he was a boy. When he got here, looking at Xiao Yuanyuan who was only seven years old, all he could think about was how to protect her and how they could escape together.

The room they lived in had only simple furniture. The door and windows faced the yard. He knew that the door was unlocked. He hoped that it would never be locked. So, could they escape from the yard at night?

He tried to push the door open and then walked to the yard to take a look at the situation.

But he was immediately seen by Tu Hexiang who was sitting at the door of the next room. He said, "You brat, what do you want to do?"

Shitou came over, stood at his door, and looked at him calmly. He thought for a moment and asked, "Why did you arrest us? We didn't provoke you."

Tu He Xiangyin smiled and said: "Shut up! If you are dishonest, I will teach you a lesson!"

Obviously there would be no results from asking this question. Wang Shitou changed his approach. He pouted and said: "We need to take a shower. We were covered in dirt on the truck and sweated a lot. We are so dirty. Look, look.

, the clothes are so dirty. We want to wash them."

At this time, Tu Hexiang was a little hesitant. Both children were dirty and would be very conspicuous if they walked outside. Besides, letting them take a bath might make them quieter.

He said: "Boy, you can take a bath if you want. There is a wooden basin behind this door, a stove in the kitchen, and running water in the yard. That's all. If you want to take a bath, you can figure it out yourself."

Wang Shitou walked into his room and looked into the room. It was almost the same as the room next door.

He picked up the wooden basin behind the door, turned around and said, "We also need a change of clothes." He thought that if a person went out to buy clothes, his chances might be better. He pointed to himself and said, "Look,

Why are you wearing such dirty clothes? You should wash them."

Tu Hexiang glared at him angrily. He could tell at a glance that this kid was trying. But, am I still afraid that you will escape from my grasp? He stood up, rummaged through a large bag, and found a

An old man's shirt and a fat and big white shirt were thrown into Shi Shi's arms, "That's it, you make do with it."

Wang Shitou still didn't want to let him go, so he added, "I need soap for bathing and washing clothes. Do you have any?"

Tu Hexiang stared at him, almost getting angry. But he still held back. He pointed to the table, "There is soap on the table, you can use it! I'm warning you, kid, don't make any more bad ideas!"

Don’t make any more demands!”

Wang Shitou walked slowly to the table. He saw that the soap on the table was broken into many pieces. He didn't understand what was going on. He took a few larger pieces from it, put them in the soap box, and carried the big wooden

basin and left the room.

Then, Wang Shitou began to get busy. He first went to the kitchen, turned on the stove, and boiled water with a kettle. Then he looked around the entire kitchen. However, there was not even a kitchen knife in the kitchen. The most powerful thing

What can be called a weapon is a stove hook. He weighed the stove hook in his hand. He understood that this thing could not deal with the fat man. Besides, they were two people.

After that, he used a broken washbasin to get cold water from the tap in the yard. He kept his head down because the fat man was sitting at the door looking at him. He poured cold water into the big wooden basin, and then poured hot water.

Then he turned back to Xiao Yuanyuan and said, "Yuanyuan, take a shower first and hurry up."

Xiao Yuanyuan immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the wooden basin. She first splashed the water with her little hands, and the warm water made her very happy. She quickly took off her clothes and washed her face in the big wooden basin.

, and then sat in the tub.

Shitou was fifteen years old and knew a little about men and women, but he was very reluctant to watch a little girl take a bath. He tilted his head and looked at the corner. There was a little spider weaving a web there, a very messy web.

However, there was no movement at Xiao Yuanyuan. He couldn't help but look back.

This little Yuanyuan was sitting in the wooden basin playing. She poured the broken soap in the soap box on the ground, put the soap box in the wooden basin, splashed the water with her little hands, puffed her cheeks and blew, driving the soap box.

A small boat.

Shitou shouted, "Xiao Yuanyuan, take a bath quickly and stop playing!"

Xiao Yuanyuan said without raising her head: "I'm washing, please don't rush me."

"You are so patronizing that you didn't take a shower at all!" Wang Shitou glared at her.


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