If the injured person does not hide in time, the target is too big and he will fall into a trap.

In this way, a few of them came to a remote alley in Qiantang County, which was the contact point between Huang Siqing and the Boxer Boxing Group.

There is a secret passage in the empty house, which is long and narrow and has an area of ​​twelve or thirteen square meters. There is a small bed and a few benches in it, which is very hidden.

Huang Siqing left only one person in the compartment to take care of him, while the other three Hongmen brothers dispersed without weapons and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

"Quick, light the candles. There is a medicine box under the bed."

He pulled out a small medicine box from under the bed, which contained anti-inflammatory powder, red potion, cotton wool, wound ointment, etc., as well as a bottle of high-strength soju, which could be used for disinfection.

A person like him who licks blood on the tip of a knife all day must be prepared in the safe house of the contact point.

"Quick, help me take out the bullet!"

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Huang Siqing had been in the dark compartment for four consecutive days. Although the bullet was removed, the wound was not properly disinfected and became infected and inflamed.

Guan Jian cannot move his hands and needs help from others to eat, poop and pee.

I have to deal with everything in this long and narrow cubicle all day long, and there is no ventilation inside. As time goes by, especially now that we have entered early April, the weather in summer is getting hotter and hotter, and the whole cubicle is full of stench.

It's really unbearable.

His confidants really couldn't stand this kind of environment, so they slipped out with some excuse and never came back.

In the whole house, only a deaf and slightly hunchbacked Shen Mazi was still guarding the house, because Huang Siqing saved Shen Mazi's life in Hongmen.

Huang Siqing was smoking a large cigarette on the bed in the cubicle at the moment, and his hanging left hand could just hold the cigarette. This could relieve the pain.

He was thinking in confusion: When the limelight outside has subsided, the brothers should get him out and send him to a reliable Western medicine clinic for treatment.

He can't continue to stay like this, otherwise he will die. If the brothers don't come tonight, he will risk everything to leave here and find a Western medicine clinic.

At this moment, he felt like he was carrying a rabbit in his heart. He was very uneasy and frightened. He could only rely on a pot of smoke to calm his inner anxiety.

The secret door of the compartment opened with a creak, and a slender figure flashed through the door.

An unpleasant smell hit his nostrils, and the lanky man covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

Unable to see the face of the visitor clearly in the darkness, Huang Siqing trembled with the cigarette in his hand, dropped it on the bed, and shouted in horror:

"You...who are you? How did you get in!"

The visitor hissed softly: "Damn it, you don't even recognize me?"

Huang Siqing took a closer look and saw that the visitor turned out to be Hou Wang, a Hongmen brother who later joined the Boxer Rebellion.

"Oh Brother Hou, why did you come here just now? I'm almost suffocating my brother to death."

Hou Wang and Huang Siqing were both Hongmen disciples, but Hou Wang was from the Taihu Clan and Huang Siqing was from the Zhongyi Hall.

In the autumn of the year before last, they joined the Boxer Boxing Group in Zhejiang Province, met the leader Xia Jinlong, and became very successful for a while.

Hou Wang and Huang Siqing are very similar, that is, they both like to eat, drink, whore, gamble, and smoke. They are scum full of the five poisons and have similar odors.

The two often met at opium dens or casinos in the Japanese Concession of Gongchenqiao. Over time, Huang Siqing discovered that Hou Wang had become wealthy since the beginning of the year. When he asked, he found out that he had always been following Xia Jinlong.

As for Xia Jinlong, he was hiding in the Japanese Concession of Gongchenqiao, working as an errand for the Japanese people.

"How about it, do you want to come in and do it together?" Hou Wang glanced at him and said.

Since the Boxer Boxing Group of Zhejiang Province was suppressed by the Qing government in the summer and autumn of last year, Huang Siqing has been wandering around the world again, living a life that is full of food but not good enough.

"Of course I am willing. As long as the money is enough, I can kill people and set fires." Huang Siqing patted her chest to express her determination.

This time, we gathered information about Li's residence, developed undercover Zhao Shiwang, and asked the master of Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant to carry out the assassination. It was Hou Wang who arranged for him to do it.

A desperado like Huang Siqing who doesn't recognize his eighteenth generation ancestors is a bastard. As long as someone pays him, he will do anything.

"When will Mr. Xia let me leave here?" Huang Siqing urgently needs to know this.

"Brother, please don't panic. Wait patiently for a few more hours. Mr. Xia will arrange for someone to pick you up after dark. It will be safe once you enter the Japanese Concession. Checks on the road are tight these days, and every pedestrian must be checked, especially those who are injured.

personnel."

Hou Wang tried his best to stay calm and said in a relaxed tone:

"He first arranged for me to come over and say hello. I'll stop by and bring you some red pills from Japan to calm your brother's shock!" He said with a smile and took out a bag of stuff and put it on the bedside.

Hou Wang saw that Huang Siqing had difficulty with his hands, so he opened the paper package himself. Inside were three boxes of Dongyang Hongwan pills neatly stacked.

Red pill is a kind of opium ointment specially made by the Japanese people in the island country. It uses opium as the main ingredient and adds some other drugs to make it into a red pill shape, referred to as "red pill".

This kind of stuff is only available in opium dens opened by Oriental people, and they are their own specialty.

Huang Siqing's eyes lit up when he saw this thing, and a trace of red cloud appeared on his waxy cheeks. He smiled and looked at the beautifully packaged red pills. In the past, this was a rare item that he could only dream of.

In his heart, he felt sincere gratitude towards Xia Jinlong, the former boxer leader, and said:

"Thank you Mr. Xia for your reward and love. From now on, Huang will work hard and never let you down."

"Okay, although this time I didn't succeed in killing Li Cunzhi, the lackey of the Qing court, it was very effective in deterring me. Come on, come on, try this. You can't enjoy it all the time!"

As Hou Wang spoke, he tore open the packaging of a red pill with a smile, filled the bong himself, and then put the mouthpiece of the bong into Huang Siqing's mouth.

Huang Siqing was flattered, stood up quickly, respectfully took it with his hanging hand, and sighed:

"I, Huang, am so virtuous and capable. I am really unworthy of receiving such kindness and care from Brother Hou."

"Hey...Brother Huang, you don't have to be polite. You also sacrificed your life for the mission and were injured because of it. It is also my duty to serve people with merit. Please don't be polite, brother."

After saying that, he took out the matchbox and lit the red pill for Huang Siqing.

Huang Siqing greedily took a deep breath, discerning the taste and praised repeatedly:

"Ah, wonderful, it is indeed a good thing, the taste is mellow and fragrant, the things made by the Japanese are exquisite...exquisite, wonderful..."

Hou Wang smiled and said nothing, squinting and watching the change of expression on Huang Siqing's face.

As Huang Siqing smoked while talking, his face suddenly turned from sallow to black, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

It flows down from the head and temples.

He felt that his vision suddenly became blurred, and Hou Wang in front of him became a shadow...

Then, his body slipped from the bed and fell to the ground like a soft noodle.

He raised his head feebly and said with all his strength:

"You...why did you kill me..."

Before he finished speaking, he cut his head to the ground.

Hou Wang glanced coldly at Huang Siqing at his feet and hesitated for a moment.
Chapter completed!