Zhuo Yifan watched helplessly as Sima Qiudao rushed diagonally towards the hillside on the left. He saw him taking long strides, his footwork was as light as flowing water. After a few ups and downs of his body, he jumped seven or eight feet away.
Almost at the same time, the dog on the opposite side began to bark wildly, and several others also followed suit. At this time, the thief officer immediately waved his hand, and several big dogs were loosened from their chains. Four black figures roared and ran away like arrows.
come out.
Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly rose to his throat. At this time, the thieves' blunderbuss also went off. It was crackling so lively that the hillside opposite was suddenly shrouded in smoke.
Sima Qiudao was surrounded by rocks and rocks that were shot by muskets, and smoke was billowing. He did not slow down at all, jumping and running among the vegetation and rocks as nimbly as a spiritual ape. The gun seemed to be unable to reach him. For a moment,
In the meantime, he had already descended the mountain, crossed two field ridges, and would soon run into the woods of the hill on the left.
Run quickly. Zhuo Yifan shouted silently. Sima Qiudao seemed to hear him, and he ran faster and faster.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan saw that Sima Qiudao's trousers seemed to be pulled to the left by something, and some small debris flew out. Sima Qiudao seemed to tense up, and immediately fell into the field...
As soon as they settled down, the four vicious dogs as big as calves roared and pounced on Sima Qiudao.
"Oops!" Zhuo Yifan's whole body was cold. He was a man who had been shot. He knew that once he was shot, he would not be able to get up without help, not to mention four vicious dogs attacking him!
After all, Sima Qiudao was a martial arts practitioner, and his reaction was extremely fast. He turned over and took out the dagger from his waist, intending to stab the vicious dog that rushed towards him. However, the two wounds on his body prevented him from using any force at all, and his wrist was immediately bitten by the first one.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain, and the dagger in his hand fell out of his hand. In an instant, the second, third, and fourth dogs all rushed forward. Fortunately, they were all trained police dogs. Seeing that Sima Qiudao had lost the ability to resist,
Not a swarm of swarms rushed forward to bite him. However, even so, he still let out a terrifying scream...
The clothes on his body had been torn into pieces, and his body was dripping with blood and his skin was torn. Several thieves slowed down their pace and slowly surrounded him with blunderbuss. They seemed to be afraid that the other party would suddenly jump up and hurt others.
These soldiers looked at Sima and asked for help, speaking loudly in some language that Zhuo Yifan couldn't understand. They looked very proud. Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan's eyes almost split, and he uttered two words: "Beasts! One day"
.I want to avenge you, Zhuo Yifan slapped his palm on the stone.
While the bandits were watching Sima seek help, Zhuo Yifan endured the severe pain in his body, got up and ran up the mountain. Now he could only run one mile at a time. However, before he could take two steps, a young man suddenly came from behind.
He yelled: "There's another one on the mountain!" Before he could finish his words, he remembered the sound of gunshots. The thieves at the foot of the mountain shot at Zhuo Yifan together. The guns whizzed past Zhuo Yifan, hitting the surrounding leaves.
The branches fell down in a whoosh, and Zhuo Yifan ran wildly without any hesitation. He actually climbed over the hill in one go.
Zhuo Yifan, who had just climbed over the top of the mountain with a weak force, slowed down the mountain. The wounds on his body were in severe pain, even if he took a gentle breath. His ribs were in pain, and he was very thirsty.
His throat felt like it was on fire. He couldn't move, so he basically threw himself forward towards a tree. He took a breath, and then moved forward. Then he threw himself towards a tree to catch his breath, and then he looked down.
When he reached the valley and rushed to the last tree, he tripped on some vines. His legs gave out and he rolled and fell. Finally, he hit the injured area of his left leg hard on a rock.
went up and passed out.
After a while he woke up from the pain. He felt extremely dizzy and the world was spinning. He looked back and saw that he had rolled down the mountain and was lying in the grass in the valley. He could faintly hear the barking of dogs on the mountain.
He wanted to stand up, but couldn't. He had to turn sideways and use his right elbow to support him as he crawled toward the seaside. Every move of his left leg and ribs made him twitch involuntarily...
The sky was blue and the clouds were snow-white. He thought of the sea of clouds in Wudang Mountain. The clouds were also so white... His eyes gradually blurred, and he vaguely seemed to see a boat floating in the sea of clouds, with several people standing on it.
He wanted to see clearly, but couldn't see clearly, so he had to shout. Suddenly he seemed to see clearly. The people standing on the boat were his junior brothers. They were all smiling at him. Junior Brother Zhao shouted to him:
Come here, hurry up, we are almost there. Senior brother, we are almost there...
However, there was a young woman over there, wearing a white dress and a blue skirt, standing motionless and looking at him with a sad face - this is Lian Nishang, is she here to arrest him too? Zhuo Yifan
Looking at her eyes, those eyes seemed to be filled with tears...
Three or four security forces followed him and rushed down the mountain. They walked quickly and caught up with Zhuo Yifan in an instant. The one at the head was holding a blunderbuss and ran towards Zhuo Yifan. When he saw that he was being
The person being arrested was already lying down in the grass and barely crawling. He put the rifle on his back, took out the sword from his waist, and slowly pushed forward.
However, Zhuo Yifan didn't notice him at all. The soldier looked at the man who was obviously seriously injured strangely, and was still struggling to move toward the hillside, clawing at the grass and trees. Since this man was closely protected, even if he was not a general, he was
An important warrior, it was a great achievement to take off the head. He made a slight lunge, holding the sword with both hands above his head, and aimed at the back of Zhuo Yifan's neck to chop it down...
"Stop!"
Suddenly there was a rude shout from behind, and the sergeant looked hesitantly at an officer who was catching up behind him.
"Baga!" Judging from the officer's look, he seemed to want to give the sergeant "a gift from three guests". But he was obviously more concerned about Zhuo Yifan's life and death.
The sergeant muttered in annoyance: "Na Ni?!"
However, he immediately inserted the knife into the sheath on his waist, then turned around and stood at attention in the direction of the officer, bowed slightly and said, "Hey!"
This caused a security guard nearby to hit Zhuo Yifan on the back with the butt of his rifle, causing Zhuo Yifan to lie motionless in the grass.
Because Okamoto Nobu was frightened by the assassination incident, he didn't sleep well at night and got up early in the morning. The rehearsal was disrupted. The cultural festival heard rumors that it would be postponed - even if it was held as scheduled, it would not be possible to perform.
The folk band was sent to a temporary detention center to "assist in the investigation" - which made him feel very bad.
We who are engaged in literature and art are fooling around if we don’t give performances. Before my resentment has been resolved, I actually heard some elders say weird things on the intranet, such as "all those who engage in literature and art are actors" and "you can't eat or drink."
"Flowers and bubbles are a waste of food."
"It's hard to do practical things, and it's even harder to do practical things in literature and art." Okamoto muttered as he washed himself under the service of the maid. He used to be a literary and artistic troll who liked "reverse questioning", and he basically played in the canteen.
Even if a mouse dies, "I can't help but ask, what made this mouse embark on the road of stealing food" and so on. However, since becoming the person in charge of a literary and art group, I have also tasted the feeling of being sprayed. Recently,
I don’t really like this set anymore.
After washing, he sat at the table and ate the breakfast prepared by the maid. He opened the newspaper that had just been delivered today. As expected, the entire page of "Lingao Daily" was full of news about the crackdown on the terrorist group. The first page was also distributed.
Two news photos, a photo distributed by the press is a rare thing.
The first worthy title is "The bandit leader was arrested in Nanbao at the end of his road". In the front row of the photo, Sima Qiudao was tied up side by side and sitting cross-legged on the ground. There were several swords and daggers in front of him. Behind him was a row of security forces with their rifle butts on the ground.
, standing upright, with eyes as big as cow eyes. Zhuo Yifan had his eyes closed, and his leg was wrapped in a blood-stained bandage. A security guard behind him held a gun with his right hand and pulled the hair on top of his head with his left hand.
He pulled back so that his entire face could be clearly photographed. Sima Qiudao was standing next to him with his head drooped on his shoulders and his eyes looking blankly ahead. There was a line of caption under the photo: Zhuo Bandit Yifan, Sima Bandit Qiudao, was arrested!
A row of text in the main text briefly introduces how the security forces bravely pursued and captured the two murderers.
The picture below shows more than a dozen men and women in different attires, with their right arms tied up with ropes and connected in a string. They are all dejected and depressed, and some have injuries on their bodies. They are surrounded by heavily armed police and soldiers. The explanation is
:Caught male and female violent terrorists.
"These girls are really good-looking..." In fact, the details of their faces can't be seen from the blurry photos, but the clothes of these girls are obviously more symmetrical than those of the natives. "They are beautiful and smooth!"
Okamoto took a sip of soy milk and continued to read. The report with pictures was very long, and he took some time to read it carefully. Although these eight-part essays generally follow the same routine, they are nothing more than good leadership guidance, efficient cadres, and the masses.
Working hard without caring about one's own safety... The article is written in a colorful and watertight manner, typically moving from victory to greater victory. Although there is a bit too much nonsense, the entire reconnaissance and capture process is clearly written. At the end, all the results of the battle are listed, and thirty prisoners were captured.
Eighteen people were killed, and no one is currently at large.
There is also a long piece of dried tofu below: "Abandoning the dark and turning to the light, a violent terrorist voluntarily surrendered." Okamoto was not interested in this, so he turned over it.
On the back of the front page is "No matter how high the flea jumps, can it lift the lid of the pot? - Interview with Wu Mu, leader of the General Administration of Political and Security Affairs"... Wu Mu revealed that there are violent terrorists, those who have slipped through the crackdown, and feudal sects have not stopped. Through infiltration and destruction of us, the recently uncovered gang composition is an example... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!