When Deng Dinghou lay down, almost half of the bones in his body had been broken. The sharp pieces of the broken bones were stuck out of the skin, and protrusions were scattered outside the body. He looked like a poor hedgehog.
Although he is not dead yet, he may never stand up again in this life.
Su Yang stood silently in the distance, stared at Deng Dinghou for a long time, then suddenly sighed and said quietly: "Why are you doing this?"
He is Little Zhuge of the Divine Fist, one of the best lay disciples in Shaolin Temple, and a top contemporary escort. Wherever he goes, there are a group of gangsters who regard him as an idol and as a friend. He is full of energy, both in terms of reputation and martial arts.
At the highest peak of one's life.
It is said that he also has a very enviable family. Although his wife has lost her slender waist and long legs after giving birth to children, she is more charming than when she was young. She has always been very affectionate with him and has always been very affectionate to him.
He is also considerate enough. His two children have already shown good martial arts talents at a very young age. They are respectful brothers and sisters and treat him and his wife with filial piety.
Why should such a person gamble with his life and fortune on his future?
Deng Dinghou was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He breathed in cold air hissingly, and his whole body was twitching nervously. But when he looked at Su Yang, his eyes were particularly vicious. His blood was gushing out from half of his body.
, has accumulated into a small pool of blood on the ground.
"As long as he is willing to help Baili Changqing and join forces with the elite escort bureau, I am afraid that within ten years, he will be able to reach the pinnacle of the escort bureau industry that no one has been able to reach since ancient times. By then, wouldn't he be better than a helmsman of the Qinglong Society?
?Even the Blue Dragon Society may not dare to do anything to you."
Su Yang bent down, trying to tap some of Deng Dinghou's pain-relieving acupuncture points.
Su Yang kills people, but he doesn't like watching others suffer. In fact, Su Yang doesn't even like killing people.
Why does this world want you to kill me and me to kill you? Is the purpose of everyone practicing martial arts just to kill their own kind?
Unexpectedly, Deng Dinghou used his last bit of strength to twist his body and avoid Su Yang's fingers, making a weird sound in his throat.
He took a deep breath. Then he roared at the top of his lungs: "Ten years! How many decades are there in life? I entered the Shaolin Temple at the age of twelve and left the Shaolin Temple at the age of thirty. Now I am forty-two years old.
Can't wait, can't wait..."
He roared like crazy, completely ignoring the pain caused by the broken bones in his body. He slapped the ground heavily with his still intact arm. Sometimes he cried, sometimes he laughed, and his face was covered with snot and tears.
Mixed with blood.
After he called a few times, his voice gradually became quieter, and finally he was unable to move anymore. He collapsed on the ground, and his eyes began to turn cloudy.
"Is there anything else you want to explain?" Su Yang stopped looking at him. He put his hands behind his back and faced into the distance and said calmly.
"Tell her to take her son back to the countryside and never practice martial arts again or enter the martial arts world again," he said intermittently.
"I understand, I will tell you." Su Yang nodded.
"Thanks."
Deng Dinghou closed his eyes and died in peace.
Maybe he thought he finally did the right thing before he died.
Su Yang really couldn't bear to tell him, who in the world could escape from the rivers and lakes? Could it be that there are no rivers and lakes in the smoke of the streets?
...........
Probably because Deng Dinghou had ordered people from Hungry Tiger Hill not to enter and disturb, no one came in the main hall for two or three days on May 13th. Su Yang bought a hammer and chisel from the mountain and used it for two whole days.
After spending time and digging bit by bit, a hole the size of a fist was finally opened in the damaged Qinglong stone wall.
On the other side of the hole, there is a pair of big watery eyes blinking towards this side.
"Miss Wang?" Su Yang asked.
Miss Wang's first words were not that she was hungry or thirsty, nor did she mean to be afraid. Instead, she said: "Open the door quickly, it stinks to death!" There was a bit of shyness in her tone of voice.
"Stinky?" Su Yang was startled, what kind of stinky is it? Is it the smell of medicine from Baili Changqing's body?
Miss Wang blinked her eyes again and said impatiently: "Don't worry about it. Come on, come on!"
Su Yang suddenly understood. Several people were locked in a space for two days. Even if they didn't eat or drink, they would always have to defecate. Of course, they would stink.
Soon, the hole in the stone wall became large enough for one person to drill out through the cooperation of the inside and outside, and then Miss Wang got out of the hole.
Her little face was flushed from suppressing it, and her two originally slender and straight long legs were already trembling and twisted into a twist-like shape. The expression on her face was distorted. As soon as she came out of the hole, she immediately looked left and right, and then
He rushed behind the screen in the corner of the room as if running for his life.
Su Yang was stunned again, and then he understood. It seemed that the one who had suffered the most in the past two days was Miss Wang.
Baili Changqing and Ding Xi also came out of the hole soon after. Both of them looked not very good, but what is gratifying is that they were not injured.
"I was worried that you might start a fight." Su Yang patted Ding Xi on the shoulder.
Ding Xi smiled and said: "It was originally a fight, but before we hit it a few times, Miss Wang suddenly ran out and scolded me..."
After saying this, Ding Xi paused and glanced at Baili Changqing a little sheepishly. Baili Changqing also smiled, quite happily.
"Swearing is not the key. The key is that when you see Miss Wang alive and well and still has the strength to come out and curse, you will know that Baili Changqing is innocent," Su Yang said.
There is no need to talk about what happened next. As long as two people like Ding Xi and Baili Changqing can calm down and have a good talk, they will be able to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, and then they can
Quietly waiting for rescue behind the stone wall.
It seems that the waiting process is not too boring. Even in the most terrifying place, if there is a beautiful, cute, talkative and silly girl accompanying you, you will not feel too boring.
Many things in the world are like this. When your brain is hot, your eyes will often be covered with a layer of black cloth, and you can't see anything clearly. Even impulsiveness will lead to lifelong regrets, but as long as you can calm down, most of them will
Everyone can be considered a smart person and can make wise and correct decisions.
Miss Wang also got out from behind the screen and walked up to them. Her head was lowered and her face was red. Just looking at her made people want to pinch her.
Su Yang raised his hand with a smile, and Miss Wang exclaimed: "No pinching!"
.........
Hungry Tiger Hill still exists, and there are still tigers and foxes of all sizes on Hungry Tiger Hill. There are also a group of gangsters and their widows.
Baili Changqing doesn't want to and is unwilling to go to encircle Hunghu Gang. On the one hand, the joint escort agency is now seriously injured and needs to rest. There is really no extra energy to do this. On the other hand, in his opinion, the reason why Jianghu is
It has been able to exist for thousands of years, and has become more and more energetic over the years, precisely because there is black and white in this world, a bright side and a dark back.
If the whole world had only one color, then the world would be so boring, and this only color would inevitably be like a black cloth, covering everyone's eyes and hearts.
When Su Yang met Deng Dinghou's two sons, he realized that the rumors in the world could not be completely believed.
His eldest son is already thirteen years old and has to be held by a wet nurse before he can walk. His nose and drool are all over his body. His younger son is relatively normal, but he was born with rickets and can only live on his own.
, it is impossible to practice martial arts.
Deng Dinghou's widow is a woman in her forties. She is very ordinary in appearance and figure. She does not look like the official wife of a famous escort. Instead, she looks like a farmer's wife. It is said that she is the same as Deng Dinghou.
They live in the same village and have been engaged since childhood.
When she heard the news of Deng Dinghou's death, she did not shed tears, but silently packed Deng Dinghou's clothes.
"I know he will have this day." She said calmly.
Su Yang looked at this relatively clean home and frowned, "How do you know?"
While she found out some of Deng Dinghou's regular clothes and neatly folded them into a pile, she lowered her head and said: "Since the eldest son was born, he has been trying to find ways to make money so that he will not have to live with me after he grows old and dies.
He couldn't go on. After he had his second son, he went even crazier. He couldn't stay at home more than thirty days a year, and spent the rest of the time traveling for escorts. Sometimes he even accepted escorts with only dozens of taels of bonus. This goes on.
, something will happen sooner or later."
Miss Wang's eye circles were already red, Ding Xi pulled Miss Wang's sleeve, and the two of them turned and walked out of the room.
Su Yang let out a long sigh and glanced at Baili Changqing. Baili Changqing nodded and said in a deep voice: "Old Deng was on a business trip this time and was besieged by more than thirty underworld masters on the Southwest Road.
Something happened. He was not ashamed before he died. His hands
Killed these evil thieves. Don't worry, the Escort Agency will not care about your future life. We will also be responsible for his funeral affairs. Old Deng still has 20% of the shares in the Escort Agency, so
Remember this on you, mother and son..."
"He is no longer here!" Her tears suddenly flowed out. She hugged her eldest son, who was still giggling, tightly in her arms, and burst into tears.
.........
Late at night, the moon is bright, the stars are few, and there is no wind.
The backyard of the joint escort agency.
"There are many orphans and widowers like Deng Dinghou's family in the world every year. I have seen them countless times in the past few decades, but every time I see them, I still feel uncomfortable." said Baili Changqing.
.
"I know." Su Yang nodded: "That's why you chose to support him."
"I don't know if this world is a time of great governance, and I don't know if there will be great governance in the future."
Baili Changqing paused, clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, and said in a deep voice: "But I can be sure that if a huge chaos is caused for the so-called 'great governance' in the future, then the world will definitely be full of chaos.
I have left orphans and widowers like this, so I can never sit back and watch this happen."
"Once a hero draws his sword, another ten years of calamity will befall the common people." Ding Xi sighed.
Su Yang suddenly smiled: "What a bullshit hero!"
Ding Xi and Baili Changqing were both stunned, then laughed at the same time and said: "Yes, what a bullshit hero!"
Maybe one day, there will no longer be any need for heroes in this world, and there will no longer be those bullshit heroes. By then, everyone will be their own hero! (To be continued...)
ps: Thanks to ‘Roaring Walker 007’ and ‘Shadow’s Solo Dance’ for their reward support!
