Chen Xijiu came out of the Chaozhou Guild Hall and burped into the night sky.
I just drank five beers with Chaozhou Yong in the private room, and I felt like my whole stomach was full.
Under the supervision of two plainclothes men, Chen Xijiu found a corner, held a cigarette in his mouth, and smoked it against the wall, but in his heart he was thinking about the axe-jun.
"Young people are still too young! They don't understand the dangers of rivers and lakes, and they still think that today's rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes of the past? Today's rivers and lakes are all about money, not loyalty! You only have one big boss? Chaozhou Yong? Believe it or not Chaozhou?
Yong this rush will sell you out soon?!
I remember well, the world was not like this in the past. The big brother always protected the younger brother, and was willing to go to all lengths for the younger brother. Those younger brothers were also willing to go through fire and water for the big brother! Everyone was loyal, just like the heroes of Liangshan in the water! Yes!
When did the rules break?
Thinking about it carefully, it was Brother Luo who established many rules for collecting fees after he became the Chief Inspector of China. With these rules, the original rules of the Jianghu were destroyed! In the past, the justice of the Jianghu came first, but now it is money that leads the way!
Everything depends on money, times have changed!
Hey, why can’t I finish peeing? Does that mean you’re really old?”
Just when Chen Xijiu was sighing at the wall, a sudden shout came: "Catch him! Don't let him escape!"
Chen Xijiu was startled, and when his hand shook, it was poured onto the back of his hand. He turned around and saw that the two plainclothes men had already protected him, and four people were chasing a pot-bellied man not far away!
The man staggered and ran away desperately, looking extremely embarrassed!
"Ahem, why does that guy look so much like Yan Xiong?" Chen Xijiu rubbed her eyes with her hands, "Damn, why are you so coquettish?!"
…
Yan Xiong ran away desperately!
He was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, his body was full of scars, and he looked like a savage!
Panting heavily, Yan Xiong managed to run to a farmer's house, and the killers almost caught up with him.
There is no one in the farmer's house and he doesn't know what to do.
Fortunately, there are no dogs in this house, so it seems very quiet.
Yan Xiong looked around, but there was nowhere to hide!
At this time, he focused on the latrine behind the house!
This area belongs to the New Territories, and the New Territories was a famous rural area in this era. Many farmers would dig a pit behind their house to accumulate excrement.
Yan Xiong didn't care much. He broke off a thin bamboo tube at the fence of the yard and put it in his hand. Then he ran to the latrine and tried it, but he didn't have the courage to jump in!
"Yan Xiong is in Biandu? Find him quickly!"
The killer who was chasing behind started shouting.
Yan Xiong hurriedly held his breath, slowly crawled in along the latrine, and sank his body underneath. When his head was exposed, the killers had already found it.
Yan Xiong held the bamboo tube in his mouth and slowly lowered his head!
The stinky cesspit exuded a disgusting smell, and the four killers searched for most of the day but could not find Yan Xiong.
"Hey, where did this guy go?"
"I just saw him running in!"
"Wow, it stinks! Why is this latrine so smelly?" The four killers twisted their noses, looked at the latrine, and shook their heads. In their opinion, no one would hide in a latrine even if they died.
“Look elsewhere!”
The four killers still refused to give up. They took pictures from left to right and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets of the farmer, making a ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping pong sound.
In the end, they couldn't find anyone, so they left dejectedly.
Wow!
Yan Xiong got out of the latrine, climbed ashore with difficulty, and vomited violently on the ground!
He was so smelly that he was about to die!
I hurriedly found a water tank from a farmer's house, and the two big tanks flushed wildly before Yan Xiong came back to life.
Kneeling on the ground, Yan Xiong was dripping wet and gasping for air. Who would have thought that Yan Xiong, the once famous and majestic four detectives, would jump into a manhole today to escape for his life?!
"I'll beat you up! Lei Luo, you can't kill me!" Yan Xiong reached out and wiped the water from his face, gritting his teeth.
"And Bailiqu, you idiot, I begged you to save me, but you actually watched me die? I'll beat your lungs out!"
"Chen Zhichao, you son of a bitch, you don't even care about a little bit of friendship in order to curry favor with a ghost guy, you would rather watch me die?!"
Yan Xiong scolded all the people he hated.
When the news spread that Lei Luo issued a murder order and spent three million to buy Yan Xiong's life, the whole world was boiling!
After all, three million is not a small amount in this era. It is enough for many people to eat and drink for a lifetime.
Yan Xiong was frightened by being chased. He originally wanted to run to the police force to seek shelter, but he thought that many of the people in the police force who rushed to the streets were Lei Luo. He might die faster if he went there!
He used to do this kind of thing a lot when he was chief detective, and many people died in the police station in mysterious circumstances!
Then Yan Xiong thought of going to Bailiqu, the ghost man, for protection.
Unexpectedly, Bailiqu wanted Lei Luo to kill Yan Xiong and catch Lei Luo, but how could he do it so easily? He really liked watching this kind of cat-and-mouse game.
Not to mention Chen Zhichao, who simply acted based on the look of the ghost guy Bailiqu. Since Bailiqu was watching the fun, of course he would not help Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong never imagined that one day he would be abandoned by everyone! He would be hunted down like a dog!
Yan Xiong didn't dare to go home for fear of hurting his family! If it were him in the past, he would never be killed by Lei Luo with a net worth of hundreds of millions! But since his house was confiscated by Lei Luo, his entire family fortune has been ruined. What will he do now?
Fight with Lei Luo?
Gui Lao is reliable, sows can climb trees!
"What should I do? How should I survive?" Yan Xiong is almost fifty years old, but he still doesn't want to die!
Even if he loses all his glory and wealth, he will still endure because he cherishes his life! Because he is afraid of death!
…
Just when Yan Xiong was scolding Guilao Bailiqu and others, a voice came from outside the farm, "Is that person at my house?"
But it was the old farmer from this family who came back.
Yan Xiong thought for a while, then walked out and clasped his fists: "Hello old man, this is what happened..."
Yan Xiong made up a random reason for being hunted. The old farmer looked like he had been a gangster before, and he was very sympathetic. Seeing that Yan Xiong was smelly, he asked him to change into his own clothes, threw away the dirty clothes, and asked Yan Xiong again
Have you had a meal?
When Yan Xiong was asked this question, his stomach started to growl.
Without saying a word, the old farmer went to light a fire to cook and made a big bowl of rice.
Yan Xiong had vomited before and vomited out the contents of his stomach. When he saw some people eating, he didn't care much, so he gulped down a large bowl of rice.
The old farmer sat on the pony, holding a pipe pot in his mouth, looking at Yan Xiong who was eating rice, and asked him: "Where are you going to escape next? The world is so big, you will be found wherever you go, unless
----"
"Unless what?" Yan Xiong looked at the old farmer with rice on his lips.
"Unless you go abroad!"
Yan Xiong shook his head, "I have no money! I can't sneak across the border!"
The old farmer nodded, took a puff of thick smoke and exhaled: "Then find someone to ask for help! Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations!"
This sentence made Yan Xiong's heart move slightly. Yan Xiong's boss and Lei Luo's boss were once the same person, that is Detective Liu Fu!
Liu Fu's ancestral home is Dongguan. He has been a veteran of the "Dongguan Gang" of the Hong Kong Police Force in the 1950s. Later, he took over as Chief Inspector Yao Mu and became the Chief Inspector of the criminal investigation work in Hong Kong, Kowloon and the New Territories. It can be said that he has a high and powerful position.
During his tenure, Liu Fu not only promoted Yan Xiong and Lei Luo, Chen Zhichao was kept in the cold for several years because he offended him. Later, Chen Zhichao took advantage of Liu Fu's birthday and gave Liu Fu a gold shop, and Liu Fu let him go.
Passing him gave Chen Zhichao the opportunity to take up the post.
Yan Xiong thought very clearly that instead of begging Lei Luo for his life in person, it would be better to beg Liu Fu. Liu Fu had helped Lei Luo and Lei Luo had to give him some face no matter what.
With this decision, Yan Xiong felt at ease because he finally had a way to survive.
"Okay, when you've eaten and drank enough, you can sleep here! You stink too much, so don't sleep on my bed. I'll get you some thatch in the kitchen and you can make do with it for the night!"
"Old man, you treat me like this, I really don't know how to repay you!"
"You're welcome, we are all Jianghu people! Although I am old, Jianghu loyalty is still important!" After the old farmer finished speaking, he knocked his pipe pot on the ground, then got up and arranged a resting place for Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong held a large bowl of rice in his arms, feeling extremely grateful. He vowed that one day he would make a comeback, and he would definitely come back to repay this old farmer for saving his life!
…
The walls of the kitchen were blackened by smoke and fire, and the surrounding atmosphere was filled with the atmosphere of cooking over a fire.
Yan Xiong lay on the thatch with his arms pillowed on his head. Thinking of the glorious days when he was once all-powerful, and comparing it with his current situation, he couldn't help but squeeze out a few heroic tears from his eyes.
"People are like tigers being bullied by dogs, but I am worse than a dog!"
The more Yan Xiong thought about it, the more he felt wronged and his fate was unfair. Why was he the unlucky one among the four detectives? Can Lan Gang and Han Sen continue to be prosperous and wealthy?
Yan Xiong thought of Lei Luo again and felt that Lei Luo was his nemesis, and he would fight him to the end in this life!
From Lei Luo, Yan Xiong thought of Shi Zhijian again, and thought to himself that if Shi Zhijian hadn't helped Lei Luo rise to power behind the scenes, it's not certain who Yan Xiong or Lei Luo would win! In this way, his real nemesis should be Shi Zhijian!
I heard that Shi Zhijian was promoted from a member of the Legislative Council to a Baron of the British Empire and would soon be heading to England to be awarded a knighthood by Her Majesty the Queen.
Yan Xiong's nose felt sour when he thought of this, and he cried again! Others are rising step by step, but he jumped directly into the cesspool! Fate, why are you so unfair?!
Yan Xiong sighed and cried again and again! Tears and runny nose flowed across his face. He finally suppressed it, but he choked up again, so he covered his head and fell asleep.
I didn't sleep well, for fear that the killers would come again, so I woke up in the middle of the night. I seemed to hear someone talking in the dimness: "This fat chicken should be killed, it's not easy to find it!"
Yan Xiong suddenly woke up, got up from the thatch pile, with thatch still on his head, and looked outside on tiptoe. He saw the sky was dim outside, and the old farmer was squatting on the ground, holding a kitchen knife and grinding on the whetstone!
"Go to the street! Do you want my life?" Yan Xiong did not expect that this old farmer may appear to be a good person, but secretly he is also a greedy man who wants to get the reward for himself!
"Three million is a lot, I'm afraid you'll have to take the flower with your life!" Yan Xiong said fiercely, glanced out the window, then gritted his teeth and searched around, and finally he found a wooden stick!
The wooden stick is very thick and strong, and one blow from it can be quite painful!
Yan Xiong didn't care much, endured the pain all over his body, stood on tiptoes to take the stick in his hand, then hid behind the kitchen door and waited!
Soon, there was movement outside.
Boom, boom, boom!
The old farmer was knocking on the door, "Guest, are you awake?"
Yan Xiong gritted his teeth: "Are you still testing me?" He raised the wooden stick!
Crunch!
The door opened, and a dark figure flashed in!
Yan Xiong said without saying a word, "Go to hell!"
Pick up a wooden stick and hit that man on the head!
Bang!
Hit it right!
"Why did you---" Before the old farmer could finish his words, he fainted from his body.
"Why? I threw you on the street, do you want me to die? I'll let you die first!" Yan Xiong's eyes were blood red, and he hit the old farmer viciously a few more times. He didn't stop until his head was broken and bleeding on the ground.
"Spit!" Yan Xiong spat at the old farmer, and then gasped: "I won't die! Fat chicken? I'm a tiger! A smiling tiger! Not a chicken! If you want to eat chicken, go to hell!"
Yan Xiong angrily opened the door and staggered out. He suddenly stumbled on something, but when he looked carefully, he saw that it was a very fat chicken!
Chaiji stared at Yan Xiong with round eyes, and there was a kitchen knife thrown next to him!
Yan Xiong immediately turned around and ran in, picked up the old farmer and slapped his face: "Hey, don't die! I didn't mean it! You did the same, why didn't you speak clearly! I misunderstood you!"
The old farmer remained silent, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Yan Xiong bravely said: "Hey, let me apologize to you first! Don't blame me! Everyone misunderstood! In addition, I will call an ambulance for you. As for whether you die or not, it depends on your luck!"
As he spoke, Yan Xiong knocked the old farmer to the ground and wiped his own blood on the old farmer's body, "I'm leaving! Take care of yourself! But your place is quite remote. I don't know if the ambulance will come?" !”
The old farmer finally muttered: "Save...me!"
Yan Xiong was startled and took a step back, "Are you not dead yet?"
"Help...save me."
Yan Xiong took another step back, looked at the wooden stick he had thrown away, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I will save you!" He squatted down and took out thirty-two Hong Kong dollars from the old farmer's body and put it into his arms, "Save you Travel expenses are also needed, and I also need money to go out and make phone calls. You can understand that, right?"
The old farmer remained silent, and blood continued to flow from the wound on his head.
Yan Xiong ran to the earthen stove and took a handful of ashes from the bottom of the pot and smeared it on the old farmer's wound. "This is an old folk remedy. It can disinfect and stop bleeding! Look how good I am to you! If you die, don't come here to find me." I!"
After Yan Xiong finished speaking, he didn't dare to stay here anymore, turned around and left the house, and ran away in a hurry!
When it was daylight, he had already run far away. When he stopped and held on to the big tree next to him to take a breath, he suddenly stamped his feet like a sudden realization: "Damn, I forgot to call!"
