There was gradually a sparse sound outside the window, and it was raining.
This rain came two days later than the weather forecast predicted.
What I am holding is a kind of plastic explosive, which is mainly used for civilian blasting. This kind of explosive itself is not that flexible.
But Xiao Qinglong modified it and used mercury fulminate as the primer, which was too easy to explode.
time flies.
I couldn't sit still and wait for death, so I turned around and looked around, and thought of a way.
I took two deep breaths, kept my right hand straight, and slowly moved to the left step by step.
I kept telling myself: "Be careful, be careful, this is no joke."
With extreme caution, I gently hung the red plastic bag in my hand on the clothes rack.
As I slowly let go...
Nothing terrible happened.
He breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
When I opened the door and went out, I saw Xiao Qinglong sitting on a stone. She was holding an umbrella and looking up at the rain.
"Hey." I called.
Turning to look at me, she said, "If you don't sit still and wait for death, you still have some brains."
I said helplessly: "Aunt Qing, we are grasshoppers on the same rope now. Can you please stop making jokes like this in the future? It's not fun at all."
"Also, don't listen to the rumors in the channel. There is a misunderstanding. My brother Tian and I have a very good relationship. I have helped him several times. I did not expect that you would know Brother Tian."
"It's more than just acquaintance..."
She looked at the night and said: "Back then, Brother Jiu should have been with me, and I was the most suitable woman for him."
I know that Tian Sanjiu will always love only one woman, Luojiashan, not this little Qinglong.
I thought to myself: "I deserve it. I let you play with me. It turns out that you are also a big injustice."
"Aunt Qing, I think...we people should never give up, we should take the initiative to seize the opportunity and fight for it ourselves. You are so beautiful and your figure is so well maintained. Maybe my brother Tian is thinking about you too.
"
Her eyes were a little complicated, and she suddenly turned around and said, "My hair is not all grown up, so what do you know? You don't even know what kind of man Brother Jiu is."
After saying that, she got up and left with an umbrella.
the next day.
At about nine o'clock in the morning, I suddenly asked me to go down the mountain to buy some daily necessities. Then I went to the house of a villager named Li to pick up two probes. He said that Mr. Li had said hello, so I could just go and get them.
I was confused and asked: "Boss, isn't this the right time? The situation here is tense right now, Mr. Li. Should we wait for two days to help the old lady find the ancestral grave?"
He raised his head and said with a smile: "No, it's tight even for a big girl."
"She said that her visa will expire and she will return to China soon. You go ahead and come back early."
"Oh, I got it."
The rain has not stopped since last night, and it rained hardest in the second half of the night. The originally sultry weather has been swept away, and now it is drizzling.
The field path I took passed through other people's fields, and my feet were covered in mud.
After buying some daily necessities, I plan to send them back first and then get the probe.
suddenly.
I saw a group of people appear halfway up.
It was hard to see who they were at first, but there were quite a few of them, probably more than ten.
Some people were wearing raincoats, some were holding umbrellas, and among them there was a shirtless man who was leading the way.
I stared at it carefully for several minutes.
Suddenly thinking of a certain possibility, my face changed drastically!
Quickly pick up your cell phone and make a call.
"Answer the phone! Why don't you answer the phone!"
"There should be a signal on the mountain! Answer the phone quickly, boss!"
Turning around to look, the shirtless man was leading the way. The direction they were going was Shangling Village!
Definitely the Song brothers!
I ran back quickly! I wanted to run back and report to the leader! We were hiding here, and people came to the door!
I took a detour and ran out of breath, but I was still a step slower!
Hiding behind a wall outside the village, I saw that the leader was a man in his thirties.
Dressed in black, with flat hair, he smoked a cigarette with an indifferent expression. He had a red birthmark on the right side of his forehead, and someone was holding a black umbrella for him next to him.
This person is most likely Song Laosi!
His voice was cold and he asked in a low voice: "Are you sure this is here?"
I can see clearly now that the shirtless man is the one who asked me to beat him up and grow mushrooms before!
Wiping his face, the mushroom grower said: "Brother Song, you can't be wrong! I went to see him secretly in the heavy rain last night, but they didn't see me. I saw someone lighting a candle in the house! The old man you are looking for is hiding in the house.
Here! That’s the Dikengyuan!”
"call....."
Song Laosi blew out the smoke, turned around and said with a cold face: "Brothers, this day next year will be Li Yaya's memorial day. This place is really nice. There is no village in front of the village or a shop in the back. It is easy to bury after you finish the work."
Immediately, three men opened the sacks, took out four shotguns, and gave him one.
He flicked the cigarette butt away, held the shotgun in one hand, and walked swaggeringly towards the pit yard.
My forehead was sweating, and I pressed my phone desperately.
If you can’t get through, send a text message! I’m done thinking, it’s over, something is going to happen!
When they were almost there, Song Laosi suddenly stopped. He held a long-barreled shotgun under his arm, unbuttoned his pants and started to urinate, whistling lightly in his mouth.
As he put the water in the water, he said: "Old Duck Li, you should die too. This is not the 1980s. At the foot of Mang Mountain, the world is dominated by our young people."
Kick open the door violently!
A group of people rushed in directly.
Song Laosi lifted up his pants, Katara clicked the bolt of the gun, and walked over immediately.
The next second.
Suddenly I heard an explosion!
The entire underground pit courtyard was almost visible to the naked eye, and the explosion produced a shock wave!
Broken doors and windows!
dust!
Rubbles and bricks! Everything including the entire roof was blown away!
From a certain distance, there was a continuous "buzzing" next to my ears.
As soon as Song Laosi arrived at the door, his whole body was directly thrown out by the shock wave of the explosion!
He rolled on the ground for several meters, with blood pouring from his nose, ears and eyes.
The sky is filled with dust.
All kinds of messy things fell down, and there was a burning smell.
I vaguely saw a human arm hanging on the tree, or maybe half a leg.
"Big...brother! Big brother, where are you!"
The two men struggled to get up with their heads covered with dirt, shouting!
Not far away, they saw Song Laosi lying on the ground with bleeding from his ears and eyes. The two of them crawled over, helped him up and started to leave.
Song Laosi slowly woke up and shook his head vigorously.
He pushed the person away, stood up, and tried to pick up the shotgun.
As a result, before he could take more than two steps, he fell to the ground with a thud and completely lost consciousness.
"Quick...call someone!"
"What the hell! Call Third Brother!"
Watching this man calling someone in a panic, my phone buzzed and vibrated.
"Hold...your head!"
"Where are you people? Are you okay?"
On the phone, Boss laughed for no reason and said, "Yunfeng, I'm a little far away now. Is Song Laosi dead?"
"No, I don't know, he may be dead or alive!" I stammered.
"What a pity, he didn't go in?"
"No, he exploded as soon as he reached the door! Damn it, the mushroom farmer is dead!"
"Hey..." I heard Baotou sigh and say, "It's a pity. I wish I could blow up Song Si this time."
"That mushroom farmer, I've long expected that he might be a hidden danger."
"Yunfeng, listen, we have to remove ourselves. If something happens, it has nothing to do with us."
"We have an alibi. Master Li did everything. Master Li himself agrees with this."
"I know...I know the clue."
On the phone, the sound of a lighter rang.
With a low voice, he continued: "Let's start. I have made seven plans to deal with them. As long as two of them succeed, all the Song brothers will be finished."
"That leader, what should this group of people do now? They are going to carry Mr. Song down the mountain!"
