After Long Qianli said those words, he looked at Wu Yixiao calmly.
"I just... I can kneel down in front of the Ninth Master and beg her to forgive me. I was really joking. I shouldn't have been joking. I deserve death. Please forgive me, the Second Master, please forgive me..."
Wu Yixiao turned his head and looked at Chen Baoxiang.
"At this time, do you still expect him to save you? What a joke, Cao Shangfei, the one you just kidnapped with a gun was his daughter, and he has every intention of cutting you in pieces. Just give up on saving you..."
Chen Baoxiang really couldn't plead for Wu Yixiao. Long Qianli was right. Even if Wu Yixiao pointed a gun at his face, he could forgive him.
The only thing that cannot be forgiven is that someone took Xiu'er hostage and almost killed her.
"Fourth brother, you have done a great job. I don't know why you are like this, but there must be a reason. Thank you for letting me see the truth of the world again -"
"Hehehehe, you can't see clearly, Boss Chen, he wants to steal the Eighth Front Army's gold. That's just the behavior of a green forest hero, which is justified, but he shoots arrows at the Japanese army's military headquarters and uses the magic gun to follow.
All actions have been explained clearly, this is not a trivial matter!"
"Nonsense, nonsense..."
Wu Yixiao howled twice, but everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a mangy dog that fell into the gutter, with unspeakable disgust.
"I just want... to let the Japanese control the activities of the Sharpshooter Association so that I can fish in troubled waters. After finding the traffic officer of the gold transport team, I can go east smoothly. Third brother, I did not collude with the Japanese. I am incompatible with them. I am from Jinan.
I hate devils..."
All excuses are useless.
From the beginning to the end, Chen Baoxiang misjudged Wu Yixiao. It was a joke that the four of them were sworn brothers. Especially, he was sincere to Song Zixue, but the other party pulled out a gun to kill him.
This naked betrayal completely chilled his heart.
"Second sister, tell me, why is this so? I, Chen Baoxiang, am worthy of my parents in heaven and earth, and worthy of my brothers and friends below. Why do you treat me like this?"
"Haha, good question!"
Song Zixue bowed her hand to Long Qianli: "The second master is very skilled, so I admit my defeat. I originally thought that what I was taking was from the Eighth Front Army, so I wouldn't offend my friends from the Sharpshooter Society. I didn't expect that my unlucky fourth brother would...
Adding extraneous ramifications, superfluous things, and causing so many things."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
"Second Master, what I'm going to talk about next is the private matter of the four of us who have sworn sworn friends. Please don't laugh at it——"
Song Zixue walked towards the stove, pulled a bench and sat down.
"Third brother, after Chief Han took charge of Shandong, there was an assassination at Jinan Railway Station that shocked the whole country. That time, I took you back on a small road and walked to the wall of the Garden on the south bank of Daming Lake, and said something
, you probably forgot?"
"I haven't forgotten."
Chen Baoxiang clearly remembers that time, there was a bloody battle at the train station. Chief Zhang, who was wearing bright clothes and angry horses, was proud of the spring breeze. He left his post in Shandong and rushed to Peiping. He was assassinated by gunmen and died on the spot.
The four of them had all participated in this matter one after another, plotted many times, and finally lived up to their trust and successfully completed their mission.
Song Zixue took him outside the garden, looked at the vast expanse of blue water of Daming Lake, and said - "One day, time will turn, and there will be many guns and people, and Liangshan Lake will be rebuilt. Third brother, by then, I will
All the heroes in the world know that I, Song Zixue, am not an ordinary gunman, but the timely rainmaker of Song Gongming in Liangshan Po. I think back then, how heroic were the one hundred and eight generals in Liangshan Pond in the water, how could the golden scales be a thing in the pond, and turn into a dragon when encountering the storm..."
"Rebuilding Liangshanbo" is a dream, but Chen Baoxiang knows that Song Zixue has been fighting for this dream.
"Third brother, thank you for remembering me. I thought that in the world, I, Song Zixue, was the only one who had the dream of rebuilding Shuibo Liangshan... If I beg you, help me seize 30,000 taels of gold and return to Liangshan, you will
how?"
In the past, Chen Baoxiang would have agreed without any hesitation and would have patted his chest.
Come in the water, go in the water.
Come in the fire, go out in the fire.
Returning to Liangshan, in the land of Qilu, we once again raised the banner of "Practice for Heaven".
"Second sister, are you asking me?"
"Yes, third brother, if I beg you to help me rebuild Liangshanbo, will you agree?"
"Hehehehe, hehehehe, are you asking him now? Second sister, are you crazy? Were you scared to death by the Sharpshooter Club? Did Northwest Feng drink too much and your brain was frozen?"
Wu Yixiao slapped his thigh and laughed wildly twice. Then he realized his situation, the smile froze on his face and he could no longer laugh.
"I do."
At that time, the two of them passed through the Garden, turned into Baihua Continent, and headed south to return to Commander Han's think tank.
Chen Baoxiang really patted his chest and promised Song Zixue: "I am willing to follow my second sister, brave the wind and rain, and be sincere and sincere to rebuild Liangshanbo and build another 'Loyalty Hall'."
At this moment, he is still willing to do that because - "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops and horses came to meet each other, and the descendants of a hundred and eight generals in Liangshan Po, only Song Zixue erected a big flag with the word "Song"
, they will travel thousands of miles to invest.”
What China's world lacks is a big flag.
Song Zixue is a direct descendant of Song Gongming. She is qualified to hold this banner, and other friends in the world will definitely come forward after hearing the news.
"Good brother."
Song Zixue added a piece of bright coal to the stove. A burst of green smoke came out of the stove, and then the fire lit up.
Chen Baoxiang suddenly realized that he didn't actually need an answer.
Song Zixue lived, never for herself, but only for the Song family's only dream - to rebuild Liangshanbo.
In these troubled times, fewer and fewer people have dreams.
Most people are forced by the wind and frost swords to bend their heads and live their own little lives.
Only Song Zixue knew that there were thousands of ravines, difficulties and dangers ahead, thousands of troops and thousands of miles, but she was still not afraid of delays and moved forward towards the goal.
"Third brother, I may not have the chance to say goodbye to Yue'e's sister-in-law. Tell me that the second sister is sorry for her and the children."
Wu Yixiao let out a long sigh, but he was completely different from Song Zixue. From the beginning to the end, he only wanted gold and women, and for this reason he did not hesitate to join forces with the Japanese to frame the Sharpshooter Club.
Song Zixue is a swan, with high ambitions and guiding the country.
He is just a duck in the shallows outside the moat. He spends his life doing nothing, catching small fish and shrimps to survive, and finally becomes a meal for the common people.
"Second sister, let's go. I, Chen Baoxiang, have a knife in my hand. I will only kill Japanese devils, not Chinese."
Knowing that this would have endless consequences, Chen Baoxiang still made this choice.
"It makes no difference whether you leave or not. The second master of the Shenqiang Club is Long Qianli, the third master is Zhao Wuji, the fourth master is Ben Leihu, the ninth master is Luo Hongying, and the fourteenth master is Yu Shutong... a hero in the world, a master in the green forest, a storm club in all directions
Jinan, next, do I still have a share of the 30,000 taels of gold coming from Zhaoyuan?"
Song Zixue stretched out her hand to warm herself up to the fire, her fair face full of exhaustion.
Long Qianli laughed: "Why are you so sad? When you planned to eliminate Boss Chen's family, you were so complacent and pointed out the country - Oh, by the way, you also have a plan to kill the family, why don't you tell us together? I was eavesdropping on the eaves, you
What Wu Yixiao was talking about was blowing up the rice shop, leaving Chen Baoxiang alive alone, and then blaming the case on the Japanese, and letting Chen Baoxiang fight the Japanese desperately..."
Chen Baoxiang has become numb. No matter what Long Qianli says, he will forgive Song Zixue just because of the dream of "rebuilding Liangshanbo".
"Let's go!"
He stood up, helped Song Zixue, and walked her to the door.
Regardless of the outcome of winning the gold medal, at least Song Zixue will have a chance if she is alive.
Song Zixue opened the door and walked out. The street outside was covered with frost and it was extremely cold.
"Second sister, after this separation, we are enemies. I just hope that we will never meet again. If God plays tricks on me, we will see you again in Jinan City. I will recognize you, but my butcher knife will not recognize you!"
Song Zixue walked back a few steps and bowed to Chen Baoxiang to the ground.
It's a blessing that none of the tragedies happened.
However, if Long Qianli does not show up, tonight's rice shop will be the guillotine for Chen Baoxiang's family.
Chen Baoxiang closed the door with cold sweat on his palms.
He felt that his whole body was trembling.
From the time he decided to send Song Zixue away to the time it closed now, he had changed his mind at least hundreds of times.
"Kill her, let her go? Kill, let her go... kill, don't kill, kill, don't kill..."
He made countless choices until he closed the door and completely blocked Song Zixue out. His pounding heart finally settled down.
"I'm going to take him away."
Long Qianli pointed at Wu Yixiao, looking a little disappointed.
Chen Baoxiang nodded, Wu Yixiao did many things, and each one of them hit the most taboo point of the Sharpshooter Association.
He even thought that even if Wu Yixiao was cut into pieces, Luo Hongying and Ben Leihu's hatred would not be relieved.
"Let's go."
Chen Baoxiang nodded feebly, knowing that even if he tried his best, he could not protect Wu Yixiao.
People like Wu Yixiao will only cause trouble to their friends if they live. It is better to kill them and feed them to dogs, and everything in the world will be peaceful.
Chen Baoxiang lifted the door curtain, walked to the yard, and opened the back door.
Long Qianli took Wu Yixiao out and disappeared silently into the darkness.
Chen Baoxiang stood at the door and watched them go away.
That night, his heart was as cold as the white frost on the eaves and ridges.
After dawn, Chen Baoxiang heard uncontrollable sobbing coming from Xiuer's room.
He turned around and saw that Liu Yue'e was no longer on the kang.
"Don't cry, kid. Your father has a way. All those bad guys have been driven away. We open a rice shop and people come and go. How can we all be good people? There is gravel in a big bowl of white rice, right?
?”
Chen Baoxiang's mouth was bitter. He knew that it was his inability to recognize people that led him to associate with a sycophant like Wu Yixiao, which frightened his family.
He walked to Xiuer's door and patted the door frame twice: "The man who threatened you with a gun has almost been cut into pieces and fed to the dogs. Stop crying and go to school. With dad here, no one can
Can't hurt you."
Xiu'er stopped crying, and Liu Yue'e came out of the room with tears on her face.
"Tell the children that it's okay. As long as I, Chen Baoxiang, am still alive, the Chen family will be fine."