When Xu Ruifeng felt one of the opponent's hands climb up to his neck, and the other hand was out of control, he had already smelled the smell of danger, but at this time, it was emergency response, and it was useless to say anything else.
.
He also thought about hitting the opponent's nose bone by tilting his head back to cause spasm. But at least in Xu Ruifeng's understanding, the pain of broken nose bone was bearable. At worst, it would just keep bleeding. What else? Some
A great man can endure broken ribs and broken phalanges. What he needs is not to waste his energy, but to defeat the enemy with one blow.
Pushing his buttocks fiercely, Xu Ruifeng used the weakest part of his throat to press against the opponent's arm and keep some distance away from the opponent. No matter how skilled the chef is, she is still a woman, and there is a natural disparity in strength between her and men, so he will definitely win this time.
When the entire upper body is in an oblique shape, the body
bump!
This time, it hit the chef's ribs firmly, and the other party let out a muffled groan, and the strength on his arm softened obviously.
Many young people have never experienced this kind of pleasure of life and death, especially the moment when the chef stuck his elbow in his throat, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he was young and was chased by twenty-four ground cannons, that uncomfortable feeling
The urgency to say goodbye to this world with all my strength fully stimulated my full potential.
Raising his hand again and turning his body again, Xu Ruifeng hit his elbow a second time, which directly knocked the chef's posture and completely freed him from the trapped situation. At that moment, Lao Xu grabbed his throat
He swung the opponent's arm, and the chef turned half a circle and appeared in front of him. At the same moment, Xu Ruifeng raised his leg and kicked over, hitting the opponent in the chest.
What kind of bright and dark strength, yin and yang strength, Lao Xu only knew that he tried his best at this second, and he didn't react until the chef's whole body was kicked away...
"Oh, fuck me!"
Only then did he remember that this was not an enemy!
Xu Ruifeng, who usually doesn't say bad words, blurted out these words in surprise. He completely forgot that this was just a sparring match.
Bang!
The chef flew up into the air, and when he fell, his back hit the old courtyard door panel hard, but this did not stop his body from falling. The half-door with a damaged door frame was directly smashed and fell backwards.
Go—snap!
The chef fell out of the door, and the originally locked door was completely knocked open in the opposite direction. If it were not connected by the last hinge, the door would fall down.
"Lao Xu, give me a hand, I can't get up..."
The chef fell to the ground, clutching his chest and groaning in pain. Xu Ruifeng walked over very embarrassed and quickly explained: "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do it. Now I understand why you said you can't stop it once you make a move.
Already."
How infuriating!
Lao Xu originally wanted to explain, but ended up returning what the chef said just now.
However, when Xu Ruifeng pulled her, she found that the chef fell to the ground unmoved, and did not look at her and turned her head to look to the other side of the alley.
In the alley, three foreigners stood in a regular triangle, each carrying a cloth bag slung under their arm.
Xu Ruifeng could tell at a glance that these people in front of him were definitely not good people. They were just walking in the alley to avoid being seen. The important thing was that he had never seen such blatant foreigners in the Northeast. The things in the bag looked like firearms.
…
"Are you here to find me?"
The chef slowly stood up from the ground, holding his chest. After taking a few deep breaths, he never straightened up.
Xu Ruifeng's kick was a bit heavy. Although it was not a hasty exertion of force after standing upright, even the chef couldn't bear such a strong kick from him.
"Not today."
Xu Ruifeng didn't understand a word of the conversation between the two people. After both sides looked at each other, he asked the chef: "What's going on?"
The chef simply replied: "People from Cheka."
Cheka?
Based on Xu Ruifeng's understanding of the world, he only knew that the Cheka was a special organization like the Blue Clothes Society. It was not clear what the relationship between this organization and the Communist International was, but the chef was someone who was taken out of the Cheka.
It's crystal clear.
Are you here to arrest someone?
Lao Xu stood next to the chef and turned around motionlessly.
The chef looked back. She looked at the man who had expressed his position with practical actions and chose to stand by her side without even asking about the other person's background. The warmth immediately spread throughout her body.
"Old Xu, it's none of your business. You don't even know who they are."
Xu Ruifeng only replied: "But I know who you are."
"Are you planning to stop me?" the foreigner headed by the other party asked. After this sentence, the three of them simultaneously reached for their armpit bags.
The chef shook his head and slowly retreated into the courtyard. He pulled Xu Ruifeng back into the courtyard with only the door panel hanging, and then looked at the door again with full concentration.
When the three people approached the door, the man who had spoken turned his head and said, "Do you remember the Cheka rules?"
The chef nodded.
"Tomorrow at noon on the twelfth day, I will come to see you, alone."
The chef nodded again and the man walked away.
"What did he say?"
The chef said word for word: "The Cheka is ready to kill me."
"He said he wanted it, right?"
The chef shook his head: "They call this liquidation."
"What's going on?"
Facing Xu Ruifeng's question, the chef said nothing. He held his chest and rubbed it vigorously. It took him a while to calm down before he said, "I promised not to reveal any secrets about them."
"Even if they are planning to kill you now?"
The chef raised his head and repeated Xu Ruifeng's words with absolute certainty: "Even if they have decided to take my life now!"
Inside the house, Wang Ming, who had just recovered from his sleep, scratched his head and walked out of the room. He was a little unsure whether the loud noise was a dream or reality, but when he walked into the courtyard and saw the fallen courtyard door at the door,
Dumbfounded.
"Sir, what did you two do? Why did the door fall down?"
The chef lowered his head and said nothing. Xu Ruifeng glanced at the courtyard door and said, "Wang Ming, you're up just in time to close the courtyard door." Then he picked up the chef's arm and pulled him into the house, mumbling.
: "You must explain this to me clearly."
The chef was pulled into the room, sat in front of the Eight Immortals table, and then calmed down a little and said: "Xu, you know this matter will not do you any good."
Xu Ruifeng responded: "What do you mean, is it good for me to stand firmly next to you just now? Or is it good for me to keep you here unswervingly when you come to me?"
For a moment, the chef was silent.
The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit awkward. Xu Ruifeng even wanted to say: "You like to talk but don't talk." The next second, the chef still opened his mouth: "You have joined the Blue Clothes Club, right?"
"right."
"The Cheka is a similar organization, an organization that claims to use all means to fight the enemy."
"In this organization, you are not allowed to ask why when executing an order. You must forget it immediately after completing the task. No matter what kind of psychological pressure you are under, when a new task is given, you have to start again like a cold machine."
"And you, for my sake, must get involved in such a whirlpool. Now, do you plan to continue asking?"
The chef grabbed Xu Ruifeng's arm like a man: "Xu, we don't have a friendship that trades lives on the battlefield. You also have your country to be loyal to. There is no need to get involved. This is not the time to talk about your loyalty.
"
"Who can say that you are not loyal?"
As soon as Si Baozi got up, he heard an unhappy remark. He pointed at the chef's nose and said, half jokingly and half seriously: "Our master is not the person you said he was. If he is making such a mess, I won't be happy."
"go out!"
When Si Baozi saw Xu Ruifeng, he really stared. He pointed at the chef in a ventive way and walked out of the house.
"you!"
"Go on!"
The chef had an illusion. She felt that she had the same status as the four treasures in this room. Xu Ruifeng would not discriminate between them because of their different skin colors. He was like a big patriarch, trying his best to rely on everything.
