"Han Baihang, you will never escape the palm of my hand, come on!" Zhang Renkui's stern voice came from afar, and with an order, accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps, the company surrounded the dock.
Listening to the approaching footsteps in his ears, Han Baihang leaned on the sack and took a deep breath to adjust his heartbeat.
The moon quietly hid behind the clouds, and the sky suddenly darkened. Han Baihang suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from behind the sack, and knocked down a soldier with a tiger pounce. He twisted his hands and lost his life.
When his body rolled forward, he turned the gun around him.
When the other people did not react, Han Baihang raised his gun and shot Zhang Renkui, but the shot missed.
Han Baihang threw away the gun in his hand and yelled at Zhang Renkui: "I said, I will make you pay the price!"
Zhang Renkui was so angry that he was shaking all over and shouted at Han Baihang's back: "Catch him! Live or die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a series of dense gunshots, countless bullets flew towards Han Baihang, and sparks flying everywhere, it was like a wonderful fireworks show.
Han Baihang flew up and down, nimbly dodging the deadly bullets. Suddenly he felt a pain in his calf, and a bullet accurately hit his flesh and blood.
"Damn it!" Han Baihang cursed, but did not dare to stop. Dragging his injured leg, he ran to the port, turned his head and gave Zhang Renkui a middle finger, and plunged into the water.
Zhang Renkui arrived late with his people. Seeing the disappearing water spray, he felt as if he had eaten shit. He roared: "Seal all roads to the sea and search the whole city!"
Han Baihang dragged his tired body out of the water, feeling the pain in his calf that was shot. Lying on the shore, Han Baihang looked at the warships slowly passing by on the water, and his heart sank.
Suddenly there was a sudden sound of braking from the shore, and Han Baihang hurriedly put himself in the water plants beside him. The biting ice water was eroding Han Baihang's fragile nerves.
As the sound faded away, Han Baihang's nerves suddenly relaxed. Fatigue came over him like a tide. His vision went dark and he almost fainted.
Han Baihang pinched his thigh to wake himself up. He gritted his teeth and climbed out of the water. He hid on the side of the road quietly, recognized the road clearly, and ran towards the farmyard where he started.
The moonlight was like water, Han Baihang's face was pale, and his injured calf was bleeding continuously. Seeing the familiar courtyard, Han Baihang felt happy, gritted his teeth, climbed over the wall, and fell off the wall.
"Are you injured?" Li Si heard the noise and ran out of the house. He saw Han Baihang lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
Han Baihang's mouth was open, but he couldn't say a word. Li Si picked up Han Baihang from the waist, put him on the bed, turned around, found a knife from the rough place, and still held a needle and thread in his hand.
Li Si lit a kerosene lamp, heated the knife on the fire and said, "I'll take the bullet for you, please bear with me!"
Han Baihang grabbed a corner of the quilt, bit it tightly, and nodded to Li Si. Li Si looked for Han Baihang's wound, and as soon as the hot blade touched the skin, there was a burning smell.
The heart-wrenching pain stimulated every sensitive nerve in Han Baihang's body. Han Baihang bit the corner of the quilt and let out bursts of sobs from his throat. His whole body began to convulse and his eyes rolled up.
After Li Si opened the wound, he reached out and took out the bullet, threw it on the ground and said, "I'm going to stitch up the wound for you, so hold on!"
After speaking, Li Si picked up the embroidery needle and sewed six stitches on Han Baihang's wound. Then he patted Han Baihang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you are so amazing. You actually didn't scream!"
Han Baihang was soaked all over, and he couldn't tell which was sweat and which was water. Licking his white lips, Han Baihang said feebly: "Zhao San asked us to wait here, where are we going?"
Li Si blew out the oil lamp, sat down at the table and said, "I don't know either."
Han Baihang was startled for a moment, frowned and said, "Didn't he say that we can escape once we get here? Why didn't you know?"
Li Si smiled and said: "He said that if we can go out, we will be able to go out and meet them. You don't need to panic."
Han Baihang said in a deep voice: "Do you just believe him?"
Li Si nodded and said: "At least since I got to know him, he has never missed what he said."
Han Baihang fell silent. Although he didn't know how the trust between the two was formed, judging from Li Si's attitude, Zhao San would not leave him alone.
In this case, Zhao San must have arranged a way out for Li Si. As long as he follows Li Si, he will definitely be able to escape and join them.
After Han Baihang figured this out, he felt relieved. After all, everything starting from the prison seemed to be according to the plan arranged by Zhao San.
If Zhang Ruolan hadn't had an accident at the city gate, they might have been walking home without hesitation.
"By the way, I have something here, can you look at it for me? I can't read." Li Si grinned, reached out and took out a piece of tissue paper from his arms, and handed it to Han Baihang.
Han Baihang took the paper and asked curiously: "Where did you come from?"
Li Si scratched his head and said with a slight shyness on his face: "When I came back, I took this out of someone's body. Zhao San asked me to read more books and learn more words. But when I saw the words, I couldn't understand them.
He's so big, he used to read it to me."
Han Baihang knew that Li Si did the same thing as him, and he fought tooth and nail to escape. However, Li Si seemed to be fine and even stole things along the way. Han Baihang couldn't help but look at the two of them again.
Han Baihang unfolded the paper in his hand, which was only half of the daily newspaper. The most eye-catching thing was the spat between Wu Peifu, Zhang Zuolin and Wu Peifu.
One demanded severe punishment of war criminals, and the other tried his best to excuse Duan Qirui and others. Looking at half of the daily newspaper in his hand, Han Baihang fell into deep thought. According to his memory, Wu Peifu should have received the support of the majority of the people at this time, and Zhang Zuolin was
If you come out to start a war of words from time to time, you will undoubtedly put yourself in a disadvantageous situation.
Looking down, Han Baihang found that there was a small paragraph at the end that read: The thief who stole the country is not Duan, there are treacherous and slanderous people inside, and there are villains outside, it is sad and deplorable!
Han Baihang frowned, sensing that something was wrong. It seemed that Zhang Zuolin and the others were slowly casting a wide net on Wu Peifu.
Everything has not changed at all because of Han Baihang's escape. Everything is still moving forward according to Zhang Renkui's plan.
