After Zhao Yushan blocked the killer's mouth, he bent down to pick up the May 4th pistol on the ground and threw it to his brother-in-law.
Tong Xiaojun was startled and couldn't help but glance hard at the heavy gun in his hand. This was a real thing! Tong Xiaojun had never touched it before.
In the past, he often fought with people on the street. He always dreamed of owning a gun. When someone was unconvinced, he would take it out and grab it and put it on the other person's forehead. If he was told to call him daddy, he would call him daddy, and if he was told to call him mommy, he would call him daddy.
Mom, he will do whatever you ask him to do. How majestic!
"I'll ask my brother-in-law later and this gun will be mine." The guy thought excitedly.
Zhao Yushan had no time to pay attention to his excited brother-in-law. He grabbed the killer by the collar, picked him up like a chicken, and followed his brother-in-law towards the garage of his father-in-law's house.
After entering the garage, Tong Xiaojun turned on the lights in the garage, and then used the remote control to close the door, but heard Zhao Yushan say: "Wait a minute. Brother, go up and get your first aid kit for me. Do you have a knife at home? Bring it with you.
Two more. Little Nineteen is injured again. I have to treat it first. I'm going to get Little Nineteen now. Be careful with your movements when you go home, don't wake up the family."
As Zhao Yushan spoke, he threw the killer to the corner of the garage, as if he were throwing a dead dog. The sharp pain from his wrist almost made the killer faint from the pain.
Tong Xiaojun agreed, and after Zhao Yushan got out of the garage, he quickly closed the garage door and ran towards his home.
The killer was the only one left in the dark garage, and the surroundings were silent, which made him feel as if he had been suppressed to the eighteenth level of hell.
It was not long before Zhao Yushan and Tong Xiaojun came back, along with Nineteenth Lang. This beast was really tough. After the pain when it was just shot, it was able to walk with a limp.
Tong Xiaojun used the remote control to close the garage door and whispered: "It's safe now. Even if we kill this guy and quarter him, no one will know."
Zhao Yushan gave his brother-in-law a thumbs up. He thought to himself: My brother-in-law is not bad, he is not only careful, but also ruthless! If Brother Gun hadn't strictly prohibited the expansion of the special public relations department, he could have been brought in. But this guy doesn't know.
Tong Xiaojun is just paying lip service, but it won't work if he really means it.
The killer's soul was almost scared away. He wanted to speak, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak. He just whined and screamed anxiously.
Zhao Yushan looked impatient, slapped him on the face, and shouted: "Be honest with me, or I will kick you in the balls first."
The killer's eyes suddenly flashed with deep fear, and he subconsciously closed his crotch. He was afraid that Zhao Yushan would really kick his balls.
Zhao Yushan no longer paid attention to the killer, but opened the first aid kit, rummaged through it twice, and then said, "No knife?"
"Yes, yes. Here. Brother-in-law, what do you think of my knife? Rambo knife, I asked someone to buy it for me from outside. Do you know who Rambo is? The muscular man in First Blood??
????"
As Tong Xiaojun spoke, he took out three knives from his body and handed them to his brother-in-law. Zhao Yushan casually pulled out a knife from the black crocodile leather scabbard and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.
This is a memorial knife for Vietnam War survivors. It was designed by Gill, the famous American knifemaker. All the knives in the Rambo movie series were designed by him. The total length is 38.5 cm, and the blade length is 26 cm. The imported colored wood handle has a serrated back, which is indeed
It's a good knife.
The correct name of this knife is the Bowie Knife. It’s quite interesting that my brother-in-law calls it the Rambo Knife.
Zhao Yushan couldn't help grinning in his heart, and said to himself: "It seems that my brother-in-law is indeed not a good bird! Who is a serious person who has no time to collect this thing?"
"Brother-in-law, how are you? Is my knife okay?" Tong Xiaojun asked again.
Zhao Yushan let the knife spin around in his hand for a few times, then grabbed the handle and waved it a few times, and said: "Well, it's not bad. But the weight is still a bit light."
Tong Xiaojun couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. He originally thought that his beloved knife would be well received by his brother-in-law, but he didn't expect that in his eyes, it would be considered "okay".
The killer looked at Zhao Yushan, who kept playing with the knife, and his eyes almost popped out of his eyes in horror. He remembered those horrific scenes he had seen in movies before. The cruel murderer used this kind of knife to cut off the prisoner's nose and ears, and also
Forcibly gouge out the prisoner's eyes!
What reassured him a little was that Zhao Yushan did not walk towards him with a knife in the end, but walked to the big black cow. Only then did he understand that the fierce man in front of him was going to use a knife to take bullets from the big black cow, and
It's not about poking out his eyes.
"Brother-in-law, do you want to find something to tie it up first?" Tong Xiaojun asked. He was worried that after Zhao Yushan used the knife on Jiujilang later, Jiujilang would go crazy.
"No need. If he can't bear this little pain, he's not worthy of being my brother!" Zhao Yushan gently stroked the long mane on Nineteenth Lang's forehead with his hand, and continued: "Man, bear with me.
It'll be fine in a moment. As long as you take out the bullet, you'll be relieved of pain immediately."
As he spoke, Zhao Yushan took out a small bottle of medical alcohol from the first aid kit, poured it all on the blade, wiped it clean with sterilized gauze, and then gently opened the bullet hole in Jiujilang's left front leg.
Tong Xiaojun's Rambo knife is indeed a good knife, extremely sharp, and Zhao Yushan can use it quite easily.
However, Zhao Yushan's bullet retrieval skills were really not very good. Not only did the wound of Jiujilang become unrecognizable, but he also spent a lot of effort to get the bullet out. Even Tong Xiaojun was trembling while watching, let alone that.
He was a killer. He seemed to feel that every knife from Zhao Yushan was cutting into his body. Although the weather was still very cold, big beads of sweat kept rolling down his face.
On the other hand, Jiujiro not only didn't even move from beginning to end, but also kept chewing the cud with a leisurely expression. He's so ruthless!
"How's it going? Are my skills okay?"
After removing the bomb, Zhao Yushan bandaged the 19th Lang and said to his brother-in-law with a proud look on his face.
"To be honest, my bomb retrieval skills are average. My bandaging skills are pretty good," Tong Xiaojun said with a smile.
"Well, this evaluation is quite fair. This is the first time I have completed the bomb retrieval operation independently. It's a good result. It's a pity that the doctor is no longer here. If he were here, Xiaojiu wouldn't have to suffer such a heavy pain.
." Zhao Yushan said with some regret.
"The doctor you are talking about refers to a certain person?" Tong Xiaojun asked a little strangely when he heard the tone of his brother-in-law's words.
"Well, he's one of my brothers. He's a nice guy, but he likes to have a dead face hanging all day long. Forget it, let's not talk anymore. Now it's our turn to deal with this bastard."
While talking, Zhao Yushan played with a sharp dagger, walked up to the killer, and tore the cloth ball out of his mouth.
The corner of the killer's mouth was opened by a huge cloth ball, and blood was flowing out. However, the killer could no longer care about this. As soon as his mouth was free, he cried out in a loud voice: "Master, master, you must not kill."
Me! I will tell you everything I know, but you must not kill me!"
"Fuck, you're such a weakling, you're a fool." Zhao Yushan said disdainfully.
"Yes, yes. That's what the uncle said. I'm a bear bag, I'm a softie, I'm someone else's dog. I hope you can spare me. I can do whatever you want me to do." The killer nodded like a fool.
.
"Tell me, what's your name and what's going on?" Zhao Yushan said, playing with the bright dagger in his hand.
"Yes, yes, I said, I said, my name is Wang Si, people call me Wang Si Mazi???????"
The killer then told Zhao Yushan what happened in detail.
It turned out that last night, after Xiang Changming left Zhao Yushan, he immediately called his master Xiang Shaojie and told him what happened.
When Xiang Shaojie heard that Zhao Yushan's 19th son actually killed four of his Tibetan mastiffs worth over a million, he was furious! He had to take people to kill Zhao Yushan. Later, he heard from Xiang Changming that Zhao Yushan seemed to be powerful.
Not bad, very strong
It’s strange, and it’s really too arrogant for him to lead people to kill Zhao Yushan in a residential area like this. He might get himself into trouble and be sent to prison. By then, he and his second brother will
Xiang Renjie became a brother in distress.
"Damn it, Zhao Yushan can let him go first. But his cow must die! ***, you dare to kill my four Tibetan mastiffs! If you don't kill them, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!" Xiang Shao
Jay made up his mind.
Zhao Yushan is a fierce man, and his big black bull is not a beast to be trifled with. After all, he can kill four big Tibetan mastiffs on his own! If you want to kill it smoothly, you must plan carefully.
After Xiang Shaojie thought about it for a moment, he called Wang Si Mazi's phone number and gave him the important task of killing Nineteenth Lang. In order to allow Wang Si Mazi to successfully complete the task, he specially gave him a May Fourth weapon.
pistol.
Using a gun to kill a cow was a luxury enough for Xiang Shaojie.
In fact, to say that Wang Si Mazi is a killer is to flatter him. This guy is an out-and-out second-rate guy. His daily job is to follow Xiang Shaojie, pretend to be a tiger, and flatter others. Then when he has nothing to do, he also does sneaky things.
When Xiang Shaojie personally handed him a gun and asked him to kill Jiujilang, instead of being afraid, he was extremely excited! He had long known that Xiang Shaojie had real iron, and he had always wanted to borrow it to play with.
God, but Xiang Shaojie never gave it to him. Unexpectedly, Xiang Shaojie would ask him to kill a cow with this gun, which made him extremely excited.
Excited, excited, but too excited to be drunk. Wang Si Mazi is called the stupidest killer in history. He was so excited that after seeing the tough Nineteenth Lang, he was so excited that he couldn't open the safety or load the gun! This product is expensive
It took me a long time to load the gun and shoot, but the result??????
Wang Si Mazi was afraid that Jiujilang would hit his lungs, so he hid twenty meters away and started shooting.
"Bang!" The shot missed, and it didn't even hit Jiujiro's hair.
"Bang!" Another shot missed! Still, it didn't even hit Jujujiro's hair!
After two shots, Nineteenth Lang was unscathed, nothing happened!
If he were to shoot according to Jujiujilang's shooting style, he would probably not be able to hit Jiujijiro even if he was given a train of bullets. What's terrible is that after hearing the gunfire from the other side, Jiujijiro hid in front of Wang Si Mazi without his life.
somewhere to run to!
So, when Wang Si Mazi's third gunshot was fired, Nineteenth Lang was actually shot! At least the shot was not a fatal part, otherwise it would be an injustice for Nineteenth Lang to die!
When Wang Si Mazi saw what he had shot, he was so excited that he almost jumped up!