When I opened my eyes, I saw the petrified figure of the old man in front of me. But when I turned my eyes slightly, I saw the shadow of Su Ri appearing about ten meters behind him. The tall and burly Su Ri held his hand.
Holding the short knife on his chest, he held the gun in one hand and pointed it at the old man's back.
"You deserve to die ten thousand times!" Su Ri's body was also shaky, but he was in very good shape and held on forcefully. Almost all of his companions were dead, and there were corpses everywhere.
This time, I really can't stop Su Ri. If I hadn't gone my own way and blocked Su Ri before, the situation would not have deteriorated to this point.
Whoosh!
At this time, the old man suddenly rolled down on the spot, dragging my wrist and turning around. Almost at the same time as he moved, a string of sparks was fired from the bullet where he was standing, and the old man rolled on the ground.
, and suddenly twisted my arm behind my back, and I was knocked down involuntarily.
The old man hid behind me, moved in one go, and threw the knife in his hand casually. Su Ri had good eyesight and used the barrel of the gun to deflect the flying knife. One of my arms was dislocated, and the other arm was hit by the old man.
I twisted with almost no effort. I turned my head slightly, tried my best, and bit down right on the old man's forearm.
When there is only one part of a person's body that can fight an enemy, that part is definitely very scary, because it gathers almost all the power of the human body, as well as the anger in the heart. I bit hard, and the old man was obviously in unbearable pain.
He raised his hand and grabbed my hair, but I bit it and refused to let go. Soon, I felt a stream of salty blood seeping out from between the teeth marks.
"Little brat!"
The old man was in great pain, and he immediately put more force on his hands. I fought against him with a stubborn energy. No matter how hard he pulled my hair, I would not let go. The two of us struggled together and rolled on the ground.
Su Ri took two steps forward, but still couldn't shoot. I am definitely not the old man's opponent. If this is really a fight for life, he has a hundred ways to kill me. But he has concerns, he
Refuse to let me die.
His concerns are my only support. I have to hold him back with all my strength and create opportunities for Su Ri. The two chewing muscles on my cheeks were as hard as rocks. When the old man exerted force, I almost heard a swish.
, a large clump of hair was pulled off along with a piece of bloody scalp. The bone-breaking pain accumulated in my nerves. I couldn’t scream or vent. Then I tore it with all my strength and bit the old man’s forearm.
Next piece of meat.
The old man was not made of iron either. His arm trembled several times in succession like an electric shock. I spat out the rags and flesh and blood in my mouth and opened my mouth to bite again. The old man punched me aside and I felt my head
The quilt seemed to be cracked, so I used my good leg to push hard, and I pushed hard on the old man's injured leg. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. I could feel that he was extremely angry.
While kicking, I tried to free myself with all my strength. I twisted my body on the ground and turned my arm that was twisted behind my back in front of me. The old man's elbow suddenly hit my cheek. The blow almost hit me.
I was temporarily comatose, but I still had the concept of escape in my subconscious, so I tried my best to get out.
All this happened very quickly. After I got out, Su Ri, who had been looking for an opportunity, shot decisively. The old man had no choice but to roll in the opposite direction to me. I really felt that my consciousness was a bit blurred, and my brain was shocked. The scene in front of me
It was like an illusion, and the world was spinning. I lay on the ground and shook my head back and forth feebly. I tried to get up several times, but failed.
Su Ri fired two shots in a row, and the bullets caused sparks on the ground. The old man rolled on the ground, not much slower than running on foot. He couldn't confront someone like Su Ri from a distance. The only way was to get close to him.
Close combat.
I turned my head and felt blood coming out of my nose and mouth. In my blurry vision, the shadows of Su Ri and the old man kept changing, overlapping and overlapping. They were both holding the gun and fighting for it desperately.
With a sudden force, I sat up, and my nosebleeds flowed like a faucet. When I sat up, I felt a strong sense of dizziness and severe pain in my head that affected my body's center of gravity, and then I fell down weakly.
If it were based on strength alone, Su Ri might not be inferior to the old man, but the old man's experience is much richer than him. A leader like the old man built his business bit by bit with his own fists, not a rising star like Lei Yingxiong who relies on people and money.
The status and prestige was created. A gun was placed between the two people. Su Ri seemed to be struggling. A sound of metal friction suddenly came out. At some point, another knife appeared in the old man's hand and he scratched it against the barrel of the gun.
Su Ri was forced to let go.
The old man grabbed the gun and immediately turned the muzzle, but Su Ri's reaction was also surprisingly fast. He rushed over, holding the old man's wrist with one hand, and skillfully turned off the safety on the gun with his other hand, and removed it.
The magazine was dropped. Both men were injured and gasping for air, but they refused to give in. At this moment, even the slightest concession would mean death.
The old man was impatient to grab the gun again. He turned his wrist and the knife in his hand was slashed at Su Ri at an incredible angle. Su Ri was forced to let go of his hand again. The old man dragged the gun and swept it sideways, directly killing Su Ri.
Knocked down, but Su Ri, like a monk, has a brute force, especially when his life is seriously threatened, his potential is fully stimulated. Like an angry lion, he fell down while desperately holding the barrel of the gun,
Using the inertia of his body falling to the ground, he tried his best to grab the gun. After all, the old man's forearm was injured and a piece of flesh was missing. He couldn't hold it in his hand, so Su Ri took the gun away.
When Su Ri got the gun, he turned the muzzle of the gun and fired the safety. The magazine was removed, leaving only a bullet in the chamber. The bullet pierced the old man's leg at once, and the old man couldn't help but kneel down.
He held the knife and lunged forward, stabbing it deeply into Su Ri's lower abdomen, followed by a pull. Su Ri blocked the old man's hand with the barrel of the gun. He blocked it in time, otherwise this blow would be like disemboweling someone.
Broken belly.
"No one can beat me, Weiba!" The old man was injured in several places, all of them seriously. Especially Su Ri's shot almost paralyzed him. I couldn't see his expression, but I could hear his voice.
His voice was already ferocious, and he held a knife stained with blood and faced Su Ri in a stalemate.
The fight between them was extremely fast. I shook my head vigorously and no longer forced myself to stand up. I just rolled forward and found the pistol I had lost before. I raised my hand and fired. The bullet was almost touching the ground.
I flew over to the old man's back, and he and Su Ri struggled fiercely. Then, I heard Su Ri let out a dull roar.
His injuries were more serious. There was a frightening wound on his lower abdomen, and his internal organs could almost be seen. There was also a stab wound on his arm, and blood dripped all over his body. His chest heaved violently several times, and his two arms hung down unwillingly.
Come down.
I didn’t know if Su Ri was dead, but the old man was still alive. As soon as he rolled, he rolled far away, trying to use some cover to escape from my gun. I immediately half-knelt on the ground with my good leg and lifted
I picked up the gun in my hand. Both my arms were also injured. When I pulled the trigger, the wounds would be involved and the accuracy would be affected.
I threw away all the unnecessary thoughts in my mind. I didn’t care whether I would be attacked again if I chased the old man. I just wanted to kill him. I stood up completely, dragged my left leg that was no longer in shape, and chased forward with all my strength.
The old man rolled on the ground and gradually escaped from the weak light coverage. If he disappeared into absolute darkness, I don't think I would have any chance to kill him.
"Weiba!" I yelled and shot him. The shot was not very accurate, but it hit the old man by mistake and seemed to hit the old man's lower back. His movements suddenly slowed down a lot, and I was jolted.
He chased after him and roared again a few meters away from him.
The old man stopped struggling and rolling. He lay on the ground and slowly looked back at me. The light was no longer clear. I didn't want to see the expression on his face anymore, so I pointed the muzzle at his head.
He slowly turned over and sat on the ground. He was covered in blood, and even his gray hair was stained with blood. I didn't have to look at his face, but his blood-stained white hair touched me instantly.
heart.
I don't know how to look at him, I hate him, I hate him to the core, but some things appear in my mind uncontrollably.
I once again thought of the two years when he and Xue Longtou fought the most fiercely. I was taken by Uncle Fang and hidden in the countryside near Jiangbei. When the old man had free time, he would visit me. When I saw him,
When I was happiest, I would ride on his neck to pick fruits, play cards with him, and feed rice to my chickens and ducks...
At that time, I would never have thought that he and I would eventually meet in this way. I said to myself in my heart, this man is so heinous that he is not worthy of crying anymore. I don’t want to cry, but
Tears are disappointing.
At this moment, I suddenly wanted to know, after raising me for more than 20 years, did he really have no emotion at all and just treat me as a blood-drawing tool?
But this thought is only fleeting, and I am afraid that I will be shaken. When many things have not happened, I will always think this way and that way. However, when it really happens to me, the previous thoughts may not be so good in an instant.
Firm.
The old man, the old man I have been looking for for a long time is right in front of me. As long as I pull the trigger, I can shoot through his head and chest immediately.