His guess was correct. On the night after Jiu Qingshui finished speaking, something happened.
The shouts, screams, and curses were heard endlessly, and many people were tricked by their companions while they were sleeping.
The fire was kicked over, and people were everywhere running out with flashlights. The tattooed man next to Zhu Baokou kicked one person away, and then waved to his subordinates with a cold face. I saw that his clothes were neat, like
Already prepared.
A man fell into the fire and his lower body was on fire. He ran around screaming and running around.
"Walk!"
Brother Yu pushed me and he got out directly.
Handing the knife to Xiaomi for self-defense, Brother Yu went out with his bare hands and attacked anyone he saw! He hit people very hard! Every punch and kick was aimed at the vitals!
I have an impression of a man who wanted to sneak attack us, but Xiaoxuan stabbed him in a panic. The knife was stuck between his legs. His pants were covered with blood, and he was lying on the ground rolling in pain.
"boom!"
"Bang! Bang!" There were several sounds in a row, and someone fired from somewhere.
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vp.
I carried my bag and ran while searching for the figure of the leader in the chaos.
"stop."
Suddenly, a black gun was pointed at Brother Yu, and the person holding the gun had a cold look on his face. He was the braided man next to Jiu Qingshui.
Brother Yu put down his hand and stopped.
"boom!"
The braided man suddenly shot Uncle Liao in the leg! Uncle Liao couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground, covering his calf with a look of pain on his face.
When Xiaomi saw this, he rushed over like crazy, but I held him tightly.
There were dozens of people in the camp, and Jiu Qingshui was the most popular, and she was the one who made the first move that night. No one expected that this woman had brought several real guns!
A master like Brother Yu can't do anything with a gun. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, he will be knocked down with one shot.
It was originally a fierce fight, but under the absolute suppression of Jiu Qingshui's sudden attack, in less than half an hour, Jiu Qingshui took control of the situation.
Many people were killed and injured. Zhu Baokou strangled two people to death with iron chains. In the end, people from Jiuqingshui pointed guns at their heads and did not dare to move.
The boss was actually with the old scholar and Xiao Kai. The three of them never left the tent. I didn't see the red eyes or Luo Kaishan. After the meeting, this woman seemed to suddenly disappear out of thin air, and there was no one in the tent.
.
The chaos lasted for half an hour, and Jiu Qingshui finally showed up. Everyone else was forced to the open space outside the camp.
Zhu Baokou had a few drops of blood on his face.
He scolded Jiu Qingshui when he opened his mouth, scolding Jiu Qingshui for not following the moral rules.
Jiu Qingshui glanced at Zhu Baokou, then looked at everyone and said, "Everything belongs to me, why do you want to fight with me and risk your life?"
"Pooh!"
Zhu Baokou said without any fear: "You dare to kill us? Kill them all. Let's see how you stand on the road from now on!"
I lowered my head and glanced at Baotou not far away. He looked calm and didn't speak.
The old scholar huddled up in his wheelchair without moving, and Xiao Kai helped him cover his legs with a blanket.
At this time, Jiu Qingshui was protected by someone and nodded and said: "Yes, I really don't want to kill you. If you all die, then I will be stigmatized on the road, but"
Jiu Qingshui's voice changed, "Just because I don't want to kill doesn't mean I don't dare to kill."
The words just fell.
"boom!"
The braided man shot Zhu Baokou in the stomach.
Zhu Baokou groaned, holding his stomach and gasping for air, blood flowing down the seams between his fingers.
After doing all this, the braided man moved the muzzle of his gun horizontally and pointed it at the old scholar sitting in the wheelchair.
"Don't."
The old scholar looked like he had just woken up. He sat in the wheelchair and raised his hands and said: "As you know, I haven't found anyone, and I have never thought about fighting for things. I am an old man and I don't want more money."
It can’t be spent.”
"Oh, by the way, don't worry," the old scholar said and added: "I won't know anything after I go back. Think about it carefully. You have already got the things. Killing me will not do you any good."
Looking at the dying old scholar in the wheelchair, Jiu Qingshui frowned and thought for a moment, but finally did not choose to take action.
As for the inconspicuous Touhou and our group, Jiu Qingshui just glanced at it. Perhaps in his mind, our group was the least threatening to him.
At dawn, the people from Jiuqingshui left. They took away the Tearing Buddha, burned all the tents left behind, and had their dead bodies buried on the sandy slope.
In the middle of the night, in just a few hours, the situation changed drastically. Jiu Qingshui, who had always talked about benevolence and righteousness, suddenly took the cruelest action.
I didn't dare to speak. That's because I was scared to death. I had never seen such a scene. I was afraid that my bag would be suddenly searched. If that happened, the Saraswati in the bag would find out.
Fortunately, Jiu Qingshui, who was anxious to leave this place, chose to ignore this inconspicuous little Santu like me.
Xiaomi kept wiping her tears. Uncle Liao was shot in the leg and the bleeding stopped, but Uncle Liao's condition was not very good.
After Jiu Qingshui and his group left, Boutou suddenly said, "Old friend, how long do we have?"
The old scholar looked at the boss and smiled. He did not let Xiao Kai support him, but suddenly stood up from the wheelchair and stood upright!
A smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the old scholar. He put his hands behind his back, looked at the direction in which Jiu Qingshui's group left, and said lightly: "Xian Sheng, although something went wrong, the result was as I expected.
Pretty much, our agreement is still valid."
"Besides," the old scholar suddenly turned his head and looked at me and said, "Young man, I hope I won't see you again when I'm alive."
At this time, Xiao Kai looked at the time and said to the boss: "You still have one hour, go west. In two months, you will leave Alxa and get on the national highway. After getting on the national highway, you can go to Lanzhou to stay, or you can go to Yulin, but not Yinchuan."
go."
He nodded his head, bent down and bowed to the old scholar and said, "In that case, we are leaving. Please take care of yourself."
The old scholar smiled and waved his hands, and said meaningfully, "I don't know if I am black or white now."
8 o'clock in the morning, somewhere in Tengger.
"Hurry up, Uncle Liao is on someone else's back," he kept urging with his head covered in sweat.
We carried several big bags and ran all the way. We were exhausted and panting. Dou Sprout was covered in sweat while carrying Uncle Liao on his back.
I gasped and said, "Turn your head and rest for ten minutes."
"No, you can't stop." He glanced behind him and gasped, "It's not safe, I don't dare to stop."
The old scholar's hidden true identity is more sensitive. This old man is still alive now. He is over a hundred years old. I dare not say some specific things. I will tell you when he dies someday. I guess he will die soon.
Already.
The old scholar gave us an hour to escape. He told us to run to the west and told us that we would have to hide in Alxa for two months and wait for two months of calm before we could leave Alxa and get on the national highway. He also said that we could not return to Yinchuan.
Either go to Lanzhou or Yulin.
It had to be hidden for two months. So many people were eating and drinking. I asked him where he could hide his head, and he told me three words: "Go to the stronghold."
"Stronghold" is the secret code name between us, which is the abandoned mine pit in Alxa.
I was puzzled because there was nothing to eat or drink in the mine. The last time we hid there, Chief Liao, had almost consumed everything.
How can you hide for two months without supplies and eat sand?
After listening to my worries, he smiled and said nothing, saying that it was not safe to hide it for two months and that it would be best to wait for three months. As for the supplies, we would know when they arrive.
From the camp to the abandoned mine pit, we took a detour to the west and walked for more than ten days. In the last few days, we had no water or food, so we had to stretch our arms to walk through it.
My lips were chapped, I was depressed, I was thirsty and I couldn't urinate. I didn't know how I could hide in the mine for two or three months under the current conditions.
I remember that we arrived near noon that day. There was a big sun in the sky and it was quite hot.
From a distance, I saw a blue shed set up in the abandoned mine pit, with several camels tied around the shed.
Wading in the sand, we staggered closer step by step.
There are several deck chairs under the shed. Yao Wenzhong and Yao Wence are lying on the deck chairs wearing sunglasses, closing their eyes and relaxing.
Seeing us approaching, Sister Yu took off her sunglasses and asked with a smile: "How was the trip?"
"Are you thirsty?" Sister Yu handed me a glass of water.
I immediately took it and drank it. It was a drink made from orange powder, and it was sweet.
There are abundant supplies in the mine, including food and drink, as well as frozen beef and mutton, pickles, instant noodles, ham sausages, various drinks, stoves for skewers, new bedding and pillows, and newspapers and magazines to kill time.
wait
turn out to be
We started from the very beginning and planned everything all the way to the last step.
Master Yao and his gang are not here to help us dig holes.
Instead, it has become our logistics.
who would have thought
Only a few people know the truth.
And these people later gave Tou Tou a nickname, calling him "Silver Fox".
Just like in Shunde, I bought a detonator two months in advance and blew up the cave, trapping Xiao Tuotou.
Final Results.
This battle back to Blackwater City lasted for several months.
