The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the whole sky was filled with lightning and thunder.
In northern Manchuria, there are dogs wearing black police uniforms and Japanese soldiers in khaki military uniforms everywhere.
"Did you see anyone?"
"Did anyone see a figure running across the rafters single-handedly?"
"Report, we have been guarding here and found nothing."
"Go find it now!"
On the muddy road, there were only puddles and ruts and footprints. When the group of people quickly dispersed, on the ridge of the house, a figure crossed the entire distance of the alley and jumped onto the beam of another house, as quietly as a civet cat.
sound.
bump.
When the old harrier heard the noise in the courtyard, he immediately called back to the front hall of the spring hall and pricked up his ears. Then he winked at the young man, who immediately walked to the door and closed the door.
In this weather, and with the Japanese soldiers running back and forth on the street, closing the door and putting up the board would not arouse any suspicion, but after the last board was hung up, the old hawk turned around and went to the back room.
He saw a deep pit in the yard where the soil had been softened by the rain. There was still a lot of blood floating on the pit. When the boy finished cleaning up the shop in front and was about to go to the backyard, the old eagle quickly ordered: "Knife,
Open fire, strong drink, and golden medicine for sores.”
The old falcon knew that Xu Ruifeng must have been injured, otherwise he would never have stepped into such a deep hole in the yard. He must have lost his effort when he relaxed at home.
After giving the order, he went straight to the back and when he pushed the door open, he saw a clear bloody fingerprint on the door handrail. The old eagle quickly picked up the linen cloth and wiped it. After wiping it clean, he followed the wet footprints in the room and saw it.
Xu Ruifeng, whose lips turned white, was lying on the kang.
"what happened?"
Xu Ruifeng covered his left abdomen and said with a smile: "I told you, I am still number one in North Manchuria."
The old harrier's eyesight went dark.
His injury said everything. He must have been fighting someone with a gun. The moment the other person raised the gun and aimed it at his abdomen, Xu Ruifeng's gun was already aimed at the person's head. During the shooting process, the other person
He was frightened and pulled the trigger, so the other party died and he was seriously injured.
As for the phrase "No. 1 in Northern Manchuria", the only one who can make Lao Xu say this is Zhang Hongyan!
The old harrier didn't talk nonsense. He reached out and lifted up the corner of Xu Ruifeng's inner lining and saw the clear muzzle of the gun. Then the boy entered the room carrying a bunch of things. After placing the pile of things beside him, he specially used a needle to hold the oil lamp.
Brightened up a lot.
"Close?"
The experience of the old falcon eagle can easily tell the injury from the muzzle wound.
Xu Ruifeng nodded: "Zhang Hongyan forced Li Shaoyang to death right in front of my eyes. I felt unhappy and killed him."
The old falcon asked: "Can't you do it secretly?"
Xu Ruifeng smiled: "I followed the rules of the world."
"You are simply sick. To kill a scum like Zhang Hongyan, do you need to use a gun? Can't you just throw a cold shoulder at a guy? Just bear with it."
As he spoke, the old eagle bit the cork of the liquor bottle and pulled it off. With one hand he held the lining of Xu Ruifeng's clothes and with the other he poured the small half bottle of wine down the wound.
"I... um!" Xu Ruifeng gritted his teeth and pushed his body upwards. After the wine was injected into the muzzle of the gun, a large amount of blood came out. It took him a while to recover: "I... Huh... Huh... I said no.
Understood..." Xu Ruifeng was breathing heavily, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat on his forehead and said: "I don't understand why I am also a Jianghu person, knowing that I have to do this business after receiving other people's money.
I still feel bad, but thanks to... Huh, Huh... He gave me a reason to see my left hand before."
"Bear it."
The old harrier reached out and touched Xu Ruifeng's lower back. Seeing that it was not a penetrating wound, he picked up the dagger and tentatively stretched it inward at the wound.
Although Xu Ruifeng held back, his body still fluttered uncontrollably. Seeing this, the boy picked up the thread board in the sewing basket and stuffed it into his mouth. He even forgot to take off his shoes and went straight to the kang. He raised his knees and pressed them on the bed.
on his chest.
When the old harrier felt that the tip of the knife touched something hard, he roughly confirmed the location and withdrew the knife edge. At that moment, in addition to the gunshot wound on Xu Ruifeng's lower abdomen, there was also a downward-extending knife edge.
"You said you are so tough, but it's only because it's not Colt. If it were a big left wheel, you wouldn't even have the strength to crawl back, and your internal organs would be damaged and you would die outside." He held the remaining half bottle of wine in his arm.
He stretched out his hands from the limb sockets, then bent down and poured out the liquor. He stretched out his hands and washed them, then used the index finger and thumb of the washed hands to penetrate into Xu Ruifeng's body along the wound.
With a cry of strength, he picked up a flattened bullet and took it out.
call.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, thanks to this shot, the internal organs and intestines were not damaged. As long as you keep the wound in check and don't get infected, your life will be better."
The young boy turned his head at this moment and looked at the old kite: "Master, I fainted."
puff.
The old harrier said happily: "It's not easy. Without any anesthesia, the belly is cut open and the bullet is inserted. Who can't be confused?"
"Let him sleep. Isn't it always so noisy that he can't sleep? This time, he won't be able to wake up even after a whole day and a night."
The old harrier washed his hands with wine again, picked up the needle and thread and gathered Xu Ruifeng's belly to a seam, then raised his hand to pick up the golden sore medicine and poured it on Xu Ruifeng's belly until the medicine surface bulged at the wound.
Only then did he steady his hand.
The young man also loosened his knee that was pressing Xu Ruifeng, turned around and asked, "Don't they all say that guns are very powerful? Why..."
"You know what you're talking about, guns are divided into models and powerful ones." Old Yao Ying explained while wiping his hands: "Take the 1899 that our old man has now, for example. It was a gun from decades ago, no matter how powerful or powerful it is.
The rate of fire is not as good as today’s guns, and most of these guns come from abroad. Many domestic manufacturers saw business opportunities and began to imitate them in large quantities, resulting in the emergence of less powerful low-end products.”
"Guns from decades ago may be low-end products. If they don't hit the vital position, they won't hurt the internal organs if they are shot at close range. So your uncle Xu only shoots the head, otherwise why would others call him a left hand pistol?"
Where is the king?"
The boy looked at Xu Ruifeng's scars with envy: "Master, where did Uncle Xu get all these scars?"
"Which one are you asking?"
"This scar."
"That's a scar? It's a scar from ice. After your uncle Xu and I were blocked by 24 masters in the world, we were forced to do nothing. We hid in the alley and fought naked with others. I don't know whose children are so wicked.
I threw the ice truck and ice signature at the door, and your Uncle Xu almost got stabbed to death."
"Then what are these dense rows of scars?" the boy asked, pointing to the spot-shaped scars on Xu Ruifeng's wrist.
"Sand gun." The old falcon explained as if he remembered the original time: "This was not shot by others. When he was in the gang, this kid played with the gun and didn't understand that the chamber exploded. The whole thing exploded like a roasted sweet potato.
Almost, the whole face is dark..."
"What about here?"
The boy pointed at the strawberry-like red mark on Xu Ruifeng's lower abdomen.
The old harrier stretched out his hand and looked at the young man, and then something came to his mind: "Ask me anything, you can ask me anything!"
"piss off!"
The boy was so excited that he got off the kang and ran to the outer room to heat water.
After taking a look at it, the old harrier covered Xu Ruifeng's clothes and said, "If you ask about this in front of me, an old bachelor, isn't this asking for trouble?"
