Han Baihang huddled in a corner of the deck, his body blocked by a huge cargo box. There were about fifty bandits standing on the deck. The guests had either escaped into the cabin or were killed by the bandits and thrown into the Yangtze River.
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At this time, the deck was empty, with only the bandits gearing up. Among them, two guys who looked like leaders were constantly instructing their younger brothers to pack up the lifeboats, while some went straight to the wheelhouse, trying to control the entire ship.
After a while, Han Baihang spotted a tall, stout figure walking out from behind the crowd. The two little bosses just met him immediately. A deer-headed rat-like figure with a black mole on his mouth said to the man: "
Boss, the entire ship is under control, what should we do next?"
The other little boss, who had gnarled muscles and a bloody long knife in his hand, had a murderous look on his face. He licked his lips and said with unfinished content: "Boss, I don't think it's a big deal, just blow up the ship."
, kill everyone on board!"
Han Baihang was shocked when he heard this. These gangsters really regarded human life as nothing. There were hundreds of lives, and they killed them at will. They really had no humanity at all. However, talking about humanity with the gangsters seemed to be a bit of a joke.
The man whom the two called the boss was wearing a green mandarin jacket, revealing two thick arms, a pair of shorts and a pair of cloth shoes, which is a common attire for people in the water town. If it weren't for the fierce look on his face, he would be simply
They are no different from ordinary fishermen.
The man glanced at his men who were eager to try, raised his arm and slapped the muscular man in the face, scolding: "You're a jerk, are you stupid?"
The muscular man was beaten, and everyone couldn't help but snicker. They were glared at by his fierce eyes, and everyone hurriedly stopped laughing, but they couldn't hide the smile in their brows.
"I'm just talking, why do you keep beating me? I'm not smart to begin with, and the more you beat me, the less smart you become." The muscular man touched his head and muttered.
"Oh, you are not happy with me beating you?" The boss raised his hand and gave the muscular man two more blows, and kept cursing: "I just want to wake you up, you idiot, for such a big boatload of meat tickets. As long as
Half of it is enough for me to enjoy spicy food. Are you addicted to killing pigs in a day? Killing and killing, I will beat you to death, you idiot!"
The muscular man was beaten to the ground by his boss. He huddled up in a ball and did not dare to resist. He just shouted to himself: "You know how to hit me. If my mother was still alive, I would definitely not let you hit me!"
After shouting and shouting, the muscular man actually cried. Looking at the surprised looks in the eyes of the people around him, it seemed that this was not the first time he had seen him like this.
However, no matter how many times they saw it, they still found it very funny. Everyone suppressed their smiles and giggled.
Han Baihang hid in the corner and watched the boss beating his younger brother. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that I was really nervous by Zhang Renkui, but he is just some robber looking for money."
Thinking of this, Han Baihang felt relieved. As long as he was asking for money, it would be easy, at least his life would not be in danger.
Han Baihang stood up from behind the cargo box and walked towards the deck. Unexpectedly, everyone there was someone else on the deck. They all suppressed their smiles and raised their weapons to attack Han Baihang.
Han Baihang took a few steps back, threw the gun in his hand on the ground, raised his hands and said, "You heroes, can you listen to my words?"
Everyone robbed so many people, and this was the first time they saw such a calm meat ticket. They all stopped in their tracks. The boss also waved his hand, and the people surrounding Han Baihang dispersed.
The boss looked at Han Baihang, frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "I recognize you, you are that... that Han... Han..."
"I, Han Baihang." Han Baihang smiled and clasped his fists at the man.
"Yes, yes, that's Han Baihang. I recognize you, a company commander under Wu Peifu!" The boss looked very happy, "You are the same kid who tripped Zhang Renkui. You seem to be a hero who saves the country, right?"
Han Baihang smiled bitterly for a while. It was true that he tripped Zhang Renkui, but the newspaper report was not true. There were many exaggerations. Even a speck of dust could be said to be a meteorite.
He had always thought that this was a stubborn disease left over from the Great Leap Forward, but he did not expect that such things as night tours in the Republic of China seemed to have existed since ancient times.
"To be honest, I am not a hero who saves the country. I am just trying to clear my own grievances." Han Baihang said humbly: "I haven't asked for advice yet."
"What are you asking me for? My surname is Xu, and my name is Xu Tianxiong. Everyone calls me Taibao Ashu!" Xu Tianxiong said carelessly.
When Han Baihang heard this, a memory came to his mind uncontrollably. Taibao Ashu was a Taihu bandit who later revolted in Taihu Lake and embarked on the path of anti-Chiang.
The most important thing is that together with Xu Tianxiong, there is Wang Qiming. Is it really just a coincidence, or is history an existence that cannot be changed.
Han Baihang thought about it for a long time, and another terrible thought came up. Xu Tianxiong and Han Baihang were stunned on the spot, and couldn't help but whisper: "Brother, are you okay?"
"Brother, I'm afraid he's not a fool, is he?" The beaten brother frowned and said to Xu Tianxiong.
Xu Tianxiong glared at him, and the muscular man quickly closed his mouth and shrank to the side. Han Baihang came back to his senses, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Brother Xu, I'm sorry, I just remembered something, so I was a little distracted."
"It's okay, brother." Xu Tianxiong laughed loudly, patted Han Baihang on the shoulder and said: "My whole life, Old Xu, I have admired heroes. That old guy Zhang Renkui is not a good person. You did well and you did the right thing.
After I finish this job, everyone will go back to the water village and have a good drink."
Han Baihang was a little used to Xu Tianxiong's enthusiasm and couldn't help but move a little and said: "I still have urgent military affairs with me. I must rush back immediately. I can't talk to Brother Xu too much."
"What are you talking about? No matter how important the matter is, is it important to have a drink?" Xu Tianxiong held Han Baihang's hand and did not let go, with the intention of taking Han Baihang back to the water village.
Han Baihang looked embarrassed, but Xu Tianxiong didn't seem to see it. The two of them were tugging at each other on the deck.
It happened that at this time, Cheng Wan found Wang Qiming and the others, who were coming out of the cabin and wanted to go to the stern to meet Han Baihang. At a glance, he saw Han Baihang and Xu Tianxiong fighting there.
Cheng Wan didn't know what was going on, thinking that Han Baihang had been kidnapped by Xu Tianxiong, and was worried. At this time, the gangsters' attention was focused on Han Baihang and his boss.
Cheng Wan found an iron bar, touched the back of a robber, smashed it hard with both hands, causing his brains to splatter, and then screamed and walked towards Xu Tianxiong.
