His clear eyes were fixed on Ling Jie, with a strange look in them.
Our eyes met for a few seconds! Our eyes particularly glanced at his broken leg a few times, but Ling Jie quickly moved away. After all, Ling Jie had seen such scenes quite a lot. It was true.
Ling Jie couldn't be too surprised.
However, this was not the time to talk. Several gunshots rang out outside. Ling Jie looked at him and immediately shot him violently a few times, then threw away the gun. It seemed that the bullets had been exhausted.
Ling Jie had already ran to the window and pulled down the curtains, then opened the window and wrapped the curtains around the window sill. Then he turned around and said in a low voice, "Let's go!"
He glanced at the window sill and immediately understood what Ling Jie meant. He shouted a few words loudly, and he actually spoke Vietnamese! Then he moved his body and quickly slid to the window. Ling Jie helped him up, and he turned his body
Hanging on Ling Jie's shoulders...
The curtain was only two meters long, but it was enough. After all, this was only the second floor. I pulled the curtain and slid it down. This man had no legs. He still hung his arm on Ling Jie's shoulder, and then quickly pointed to the car wash next to him.
A truck is parked under the flowing water electronic car washing equipment.
Ling Jie understood and supported him, and the two of them ran over and opened the car door.
The man took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, then opened the storage box in front of the car and took out a revolver. He quickly took out the key from his pocket and threw it to Ling Jie.
When Ling Jie started the car, the Americans above had noticed them escaping through the window and immediately chased them down. Ling Jie saw a person running down the stairs. Before the other person came down the stairs, he raised his gun and pointed it at the person in front of Ling Jie.
The windshield was shot violently!
"Fuck!" Ling Jie cursed and immediately lowered his body. After this moment, another American jumped down from the window and blocked the door of the car dealership. He also held a gun.
Ling Jie gritted his teeth, cursed, shifted into reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator!!
With a buzzing sound, the car was knocked backwards like a wild beast. Ling Jie heard a muffled bang, and in the rearview mirror, Ling Jie saw that the American was hit head-on by the parking space! Then he rolled on the side of the car.
aside...
Ling Jie quickly backed the car onto the street, then turned the steering wheel fiercely. The car actually made a standard graceful movement on the spot. After turning in a circle, it had already passed the position on the street. Ling Jie was about to accelerator and leave.
.The man said loudly: "Wait a minute."
He pushed open the car door, then held the revolver and fired fiercely into the car dealership. The Americans inside hurriedly ducked, but at this time, he pointed the gun at the person who had just been hit by Ling Jie's car.
The guy rolling on the ground.
Bang!!
A bullet accurately hit the American's head on the ground, killing him immediately.
"Drive!" He said to Ling Jie quickly, and then quickly spat at the body of the dead American. A string of bytes popped out of his mouth.
Ling Jie didn't understand the meaning of this, it must be Vietnamese, the pronunciation seems to be: Du Ma, Lang Xian Di, very stuffy!
"Who are you? You are not a bastard, you are a purebred Chinese." The car drove down a street. He asked Ling Jie.
Before Ling Jie could answer, he heard him shout angrily: "Where do you live? Left, left! Go left! There are cameras and patrols ahead in this direction! Left!"
After listening to his words, Ling Jie quickly pulled the steering wheel to the left, and then the car drove into a remote road. The road had some bumps and uneven ground, but it was really quiet.
"How do you open it down there?" Ling Jie asked him. At the same time, seeing blood pouring out from his broken leg, staining the seat red, Ling Jie couldn't help but add, "Is there a hospital nearby? If you don't go there,
Hospitals can be dangerous."
"No need, the situation is very critical now. Just do as I say, go straight and turn right at the next intersection..." He squinted his eyes and began to look at Ling Jie. His tone became calmer and less irritable: "You...
Are you not a local?"
"No." Ling Jie concentrated on driving. Ling Jie felt a little uncomfortable driving this kind of car: "I just arrived."
Ling Jie emphasized the word "just arrived". He said "Oh", looked at Ling Jie sideways for a while, and then said solemnly: "What you just said to me in the room... that
sentence……"
"Brother Guishou asked me to come to you." Ling Jie told him frankly: "I got into trouble in China, and Brother Guishou arranged for me to run away here and ask me to find you."
Ling Jie saw the change in the expression on his face, looked at Ling Jie for a few seconds, and finally burst out laughing. Regardless of Ling Jie driving, he reached out and patted Ling Jie hard on the shoulder and laughed: "Okay!
What a ghost! Sure enough, there is a chance for me to return this favor to him! Good boy! I saw that you were pretty good just now... Where did you come from?"
"South China." Ling Jie answered him: "My name is Ling Jie... Are you Liao San?"
Liao San raised his eyebrows: "That's me." He pondered for a moment: "South China...you are not from the army, are you?"
"No." Ling Jie answered honestly.
"Well, I said it doesn't look like it. The way you hold the gun makes you look like a rookie." He had a smile on his face, showing no pain at all, and he looked a little excited: "Continue to the right...
...Well, what do you do in South China?"
Ling Jie secretly sighed in his heart. In fact, he had deliberately concealed the appearance of holding a gun just now. Besides, Ling Jie didn't like using guns very much. The Dragon-Slaying Sword had been with him for more than six years. He had a deep relationship with him.
Here, a dragon-slaying sword is worth a thousand soldiers.
Ling Jie sighed and gave a rough summary of the troubles Ling Jie encountered. Before Ling Jie came, Gui Shou had told Ling Jie when they were chatting with him, telling Ling Jie not to hide anything and to say whatever he wanted.
, This is good for Ling Jie. Because brothers in the Tao are about being honest and honest. If you are not honest with others, then others will not be honest with you.
If there is something that cannot be said, you should also tell people clearly that it cannot be said, and you must not make up lies to deceive others, because if you lie to your own brother, they will no longer treat you as one of their own.
After listening to Ling Jie's words, Liao San had a strange expression on his face. He looked at Ling Jie sideways and was stunned for more than ten seconds. "You are the founder of the Kyushu Dynasty, Brother Jiu, who is widely rumored in the country."
Then, it’s really a hidden dragon. Damn...it’s a pity that you offended that old guy Han Ping..."
He stared at Ling Jie with a strange expression for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing, and then slapped Ling Jie hard with a grin on his face: "Okay, okay! You have a future! You are young and very courageous! Very good, very good!"
There is a future!”
Ling Jie was a little dumbfounded... Is there any future for this? I almost died countless times because of this!
However, he seemed to have no fear of Han Ping, which made Ling Jie feel a little relieved.
Then he asked Ling Jie a few questions about Gui Shou's current situation, and Ling Jie answered them all. It was obvious that he and Gui Shou had a good relationship. When Ling Jie described Gui Shou's voice and smile, his face showed a bit of nostalgia.
With an expression on his face. While he was distracted, Ling Jie tried to say: "Liao San, just now..."
Hearing Ling Jie's question, Liao San raised his eyebrows, and a hint of defiance flashed across his face. He was already in his forties, but he was still very fierce! He said coldly: "Humph, Americans
Revenge is coming. Damn, this time he went directly to my lair. It was probably because of the business last month.
They are very unhappy... Damn it, you can't explain this to me in a sentence or two. You just need to remember that in the United States, when I see an American, I will be so embarrassed! And those Indians and Middle Easterners are not good people.
.We have deep grievances with them! But...among them, the Americans are the most insidious!"
As he spoke, he took out a box of magazines from under the seat, then skillfully loaded the revolver with bullets, and quickly took aim in his hand, with a blood-stirring smile on his lips!
Ling Jie knew that this kind of smile and this kind of temperament could only be possessed by the kind of people who have truly been in a hail of bullets.
Ling Jie followed Liao San's instructions and drove around and around, walking through the streets and alleys to a car repair shop. To be honest, Ling Jie couldn't tell the direction and had no idea where he was. This was a Chinese car repair shop.
Ling Jie drove the car directly into the repair shop. Several repairmen inside saw Liao San sitting in the passenger seat with respectful smiles on their faces.
Liao San joked with them for a while, and then someone pushed a wheelchair. Ling Jie stood aside and looked at him. Liao San said a few words to everyone. After several brothers with quick hands and feet helped Liao San bandage his wounds,
Liao San smiled with satisfaction, as if he didn't care too much about his legs. He suddenly smiled at Ling Jie, and then waved: "Boy, why are you standing there in a daze? Come and push me!"
Behind the repair shop was a large warehouse. Ling Jie pushed Liao San's wheelchair into it. Along the way, Ling Jie saw that the repairmen were all Chinese and not a single foreigner. Everyone looked at Ling Jie in surprise.
, but Ling Jie saw that their glances at Liao San were somewhat evasive, as if they were very afraid of Liao San.
Arriving at the warehouse at the back, he opened the door and entered a large room with several tables. An old man of the same age as Liao San was actually wearing work clothes... What made Ling Jie even more amused was that his hands
He actually has protective sleeves on his arms! He looks like an accountant from a state-owned enterprise in the 1980s, holding a ledger to clean up and calculate something.
Liao San coughed, and the man raised his head and looked at us, frowning and saying: "Lao San, why are you here..." His eyes flickered to Ling Jie's face, "Who is this young boy?"
"Ling Jie, come here, you have met Chen Er." Liao San said to Ling Jie solemnly. Ling Jie was very knowledgeable and knew how to read the situation. He immediately took the step forward and shouted respectfully: "Chen Er.
"
This man is about fifty years old, with slightly gray hair, deep wrinkles on his face, short height, fair skin, and a somewhat elegant appearance.
He smiled, his smile was gentle, but his eyes were sharp.
"This kid jumped over the ship and caused trouble on the mainland. Brother Guishou asked him to come to us." Liao San smiled and said, "He even saved my life just now!"
"What?" Chen Er raised his eyebrows: "What happened to you just now?"
"Americans! Damn they actually got into my lair! It seems that what happened last month made them anxious." Liao San sighed: "I was stuck at home. If it weren't for this kid, I would be finished.
." After a pause, he added: "This guy seems to have good skills, but it's a pity that he doesn't know how to play with a gun."
"Yes." Chen Er tapped on the table with his left hand, and his seemingly peaceful eyes turned twice on Ling Jie... To be honest, his eyes seemed peaceful, but when they really hit him, it made him
It makes people feel uncomfortable! It is a look that seems to see through people, a kind of scrutiny!
"Just now the third child said what's your name...well, Ling Jie, right?"
Ling Jie nodded.
"Okay, you can settle down here with me first." He smiled and said, "If you want, just call Ling Jie Chen Er. With my age, I can't take advantage of you."
His gentle smile and that touch of elegance make people feel like a spring breeze...
But it was his temperament that made Ling Jie feel a little uncomfortable!
Because of his style, his temperament, and his demeanor.
Chen Er pressed a button on the table, and immediately the back door opened and two men came in: "Take Liao San out for a rest first, and ask a doctor to come over and check him out." He explained in a calm tone.
Liao San wanted to say something, but he looked at Chen Er and looked at Ling Jie. He didn't say anything, but just patted Ling Jie on the shoulder. Then the two men came over respectfully and pushed him out.
Ling Jie's heart moved. He understood. This Chen Er has something to say to me.
Ling Jie's face remained calm and he just looked at him quietly. He smiled slightly and pointed to a chair next to him: "Sit down."
Then he smiled politely at Ling Jie and said, "Just wait a moment."
Immediately, he pressed the button again. This time a man came in, wearing clean work clothes. Chen Er quickly explained: "Liao San had an accident at home today. It was done by Americans... I'm worried about last month's incident."
Things. Check all the Chinatowns to see how the news got out... Communicate with several Chinese associations. Take a look at them... Well..." He glanced at Ling Jie and did not continue, but that
The man understood, nodded and went out.
Ling Jie could tell. When the man came in or out, whether he was walking or standing, his body was very straight, his steps were straight, and he had obvious traces of being in the army.
Then Chen Er sighed, walked aside, poured a glass of water for Ling Jie from an old thermos bottle that looked a little rusty, and smiled to indicate that Ling Jie was welcome.
"Ling Jie, right?" He looked at Ling Jie with a smile: "Tell me your story. What trouble did you cause in China?"
Ling Jie pondered for a moment and repeated what he said to Liao San in the car.
Chen Er didn't speak and just listened quietly.
Chen Er smiled, sensing Ling Jie's discomfort, and said, "Oh."
After Ling Jie finished speaking, he gently touched his eyebrows and said slowly: "I think, according to what you said, your troubles in the country are actually over... People on Han Ping's side already thought you were dead.
, right?"
"Yes." Ling Jie shook his head, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "If there is trouble, Han Ping will not give up until he sees my body..."
Chen Er suddenly laughed: "Okay, you don't need to explain more, I understand. You are not the first or the last to do this kind of thing." He shook his head: "But I have a question to ask you now, this question
It's very important, you should think about it before answering Ling Jie."
"Okay!" Ling Jie nodded.
"You are now in the United States. No matter what is in the country looking for you, his power cannot reach here, so no one will hunt you down here. You are safe now. So I need to figure out your own thoughts."
Chen Er said slowly: "You were sent by Guishou. I can tell you clearly that Guishou is our brother. We absolutely believe in the people he sent... But you have to clarify your own thoughts first.
"
Ling Jie looked at him.
Chen Er suddenly smiled: "You saw it at Lao San's house today... What we are doing here is not an ordinary business, and what we are doing is not an ordinary thing. In other words, we are not good citizens! If you start thinking about it,
Runner is here to live a stable life, so for the sake of Guishou, I will find a way to get you a legal one.
identity, give you a sum of money to allow you to have a legal status in the United States, and at the same time help you find a job, or let you start a business in Chinatown. In that case, you can live here peacefully and peacefully
When you grow old, live your small life. And Ling Jie promises that with us, you will not be bullied by others."
Ling Jie still said nothing, still looking at him quietly.
"The other way... is that you join us." Chen Er sighed: "Since this guy Guishou sent you here, he didn't say a word. He must have meant that you should make your own decisions.
But Ling Jie reminds you, if you join us, don’t even think about continuing to live a stable life. America is not hell... but equally, this is not paradise either!"
Ling Jie looked at him quietly, then changed his sitting position, glanced at the box of cigarettes on his table, hesitated, and pointed: "Is this okay?"
Ling Jie knew that the time had come for him to make a decision. Ling Jie guessed that Chen Er didn't know his identity yet, so he wanted a cousin like him to hang out with him... Ling Jie thought it was a bit ridiculous.