No matter whether the pretty boy was really unprepared or pretended to be unprepared, it didn't matter. Under his lightning-fast thrust, Huang Qingxiang believed that he had no choice but to hide. As long as he hid, he would be able to step forward in the next step.
By the way, he put the knife on the neck of the baby-faced man squatting not far away.
That's right, Huang Qingxiang's goal from the beginning was not Ling Hong, but Qiangqian, who was the largest official in this army. Although Huang Qingxiang was tied up like a wild boar and couldn't even hum, he could still see and hear.
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Ling Hong did what Huang Qingxiang thought, he hid.
It's just that there is a slight difference between what Huang Qingxiang thought. He hid, but he didn't move, and he was still blocked in the position Huang Qingxiang wanted to occupy.
Huang Qingxiang's face showed a ferocious look, and with a slight flick of his wrist, he stabbed Ling Hong with the tip of his bayonet downwards. If the pretty boy didn't move, he would have no choice but to stab him to death. Huang Qingxiang was so ruthless.
He was still angry. Of course, he was more betting that the pretty boy would cherish his life more.
If a lazy donkey rolls around, he can still escape from his blade.
However, Ling Hong did not follow the script in Mr. Huang's mind at all. Instead of retreating, he pushed forward and ran into the arms of Huang Qingxiang who had the middle door wide open. Huang Qingxiang thought about it a lot, but he never expected that the pretty boy would use such a dangerous move.
Not good, but the rhythm of dying together.
A chill went straight through Huang Qingxiang's heart. It was really cold. Anyone should feel this way when a weapon like the Triangular Army Stab is inserted into the chest!
Huang Qingxiang stared blankly at the iron drill inserted into his chest. He could no longer hold the bayonet in his hand tightly. His eyes were fixed on the pale face that was plotting against him, but he was now calm and calm. His heart was muddy: Mala is next door, there is someone.
You still need to borrow weapons from others? What a fool!
Also, didn't you agree to use me as a breakthrough point? You will be Zhuge Liang and I will be Meng Huo? Damn it, how can you kill people without even saying a word... Huang Qingxiang only had time to think so much in his mind
The three-sided military thorn that pierced the heart and the huge blood-letting tank were almost drained in just a few seconds. Huang Qingxiang's heart was working hard to pump blood to the brain. The consequence of cerebral ischemia is naturally coma, and he will fall into a coma in a short time.
Total death.
"Hey, do you know why you are a prisoner? That's too stupid. I don't have this thing without a bayonet!" Huang Qingxiang calmly pulled out the bayonet from Huang Qingxiang's eyes, whose eyes turned dim, and the bright blood column appeared in the sun.
The spray sprayed on Ling Hong's fair face, splashing bright blood, but Ling Hong showed his white teeth and smiled brightly.
Ling Hong is actually not bad looking, especially when he is wearing military uniform, he is handsome and has a bit of heroism. However, at this moment, Captain Ling's image in the eyes of the bandit captives should not be too scary. Especially him
When he smiles with his white teeth bared, he looks like a man-eating demon walking from hell.
Not to mention that the prisoners were scared, even the recruits and veterans who were familiar with Captain Ling all twitched their eyes. No wonder he was one of the six ruthless men who could follow the regiment and fight out from the siege of tens of thousands of Japanese troops. This is really ruthless.
Killing someone is like killing a chicken.
"How about it, Master Yu, I heard that you were also a ruthless person back then. Do you want to come and play with me?" Ling Hong knelt down and looked at the trembling Yu Wenlong.
Yu Wenlong's mouth was gagged and his head was shaking desperately. Obviously, he said no with his mouth, and his body also said no honestly.
If you want it, you will die, just like Mr. Huang who was bleeding like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered. Although his death is not miserable, it is very miserable.
A smile finally appeared in Ling Hong's eyes. As long as he said no, the friendly conversation could continue. Master Yu is really a smart man.
There have been so many scenes in the past, and even the fierce and cunning Huang Qingxiang was deliberately released to kill him with a knife. In fact, it was all for Master Yu Wenlong, the smartest man in the bandit den.
Fatty Tuanzuo told Ling Hong and other remnant soldiers a truth on the battlefield. The smarter a person is, the more he will cherish his life. But on the battlefield, the more he cherishes his life, the faster he will die. Therefore, the role of smart people on the battlefield is often
Worse than an idiot. I'm afraid only an idiot would be so angry after seeing Pao Ze being tortured that he would rush into the encirclement of tens of thousands of enemy troops without hesitation. Listening to Fat Tuan Zuo's slightly self-deprecating words, Ling Hong's greatest ideal
He just needs to be an idiot like Tuan Zao, otherwise, whenever he thinks of the different but pale faces of the old robes, he will not be able to sleep.
When Alibaba, a fool with ideals, meets a smart thief, especially a smart thief who is greatly frightened, the answer is self-evident.
Without even looking at Huang Qingyuan's angry eyes, Yu Wenlong confessed the location of Uncle Huang's treasure. Regardless of whether he died in the future, he would not die immediately anyway.
Yu Wenlong is really smarter than many people.
Huang Qingyuan has always been a greedy and greedy person. It can be seen from the various clothes of his bandits. After running the business for so many years, he did not even wear bandit uniforms. The guns that came with them made the recruits of the independent regiment unbearable.
They were old guns such as the "Single One", and some even had loose bolts and had to be tied with hemp ropes to prevent them from falling when I ran down the mountain to grab something that day.
In this regard, Huang Qingyuan is somewhat similar to the warlord leaders in Sichuan. The Sichuan soldiers who came out of Sichuan in straw sandals and bamboo hats and carried guns to fight against the Japanese directly frightened the soldiers and civilians everywhere.
Supplies were directly starved to death on the way to the battlefield. It was definitely the most sad and admirable army in the entire history of China’s Anti-Japanese War. It can be said that even the extremely poor Red Army could claim to be proud of themselves in front of them.
Local tycoon.
The result of more than ten years of greed and deception was a vast ocean of white cash that appeared in front of Xiang Xiang and Ling Hong. A dozen boxes of white cash did not blind the eyes of the two recruit company commanders, but those dozen boxes weighing five or six
The ten kilograms of silver winter melon really made Ling Hong drool for a long time while holding it.
They didn't know how much gold, silver and jewelry the forty thieves had in the story of Fat Tuanzuo, but the rich storage of these three thieves definitely made Alibaba feel great happiness.
You know, before setting off, Fat Tuanzuo had promised, but he got something, and 20% of what he captured went to the officers and soldiers themselves.
The people who attacked Heilong Mountain this time, including Yu Xiancheng and the 60 veterans who were still holding the battle at the bottom of the mountain, only had a total of more than 500 people. Not counting the silver winter melons worth who knows how much, the dozen boxes alone were worth less than 200,000 yuan.
A hundred thousand dollars can be divided into 40,000 dollars, which is an average of 80 dollars per person.
Isn’t it just by participating in the recruit assessment? You can get nearly half a year’s military pay...
The recruits who learned about the capture cheered loudly, and many of them turned their green eyes to the mountains further away. Are there such cute bandits there?