Lao Hu stood up covered in blood, trembling, his whole body was like a leaky bathtub, and his clothes were soaked with blood.
But he was still standing, and his face was full of tension and withdrawal from the erection.
This is the world of men. In this world, the entire surface is covered with fallen people. They may choose to lie down because of the slightest setback; but there are other people who are poking like a stick.
They may be covered with scars, they may be exhausted, they may die as soon as they fall, but they just clenched their teeth and stood.
Behind such men are written their own reasons, some are for their families, some are for their dreams, some are more noble and for the country, but there are a small number of people who are born like this, just to win, no matter who the opponent is, they will
in this way.
Xu Ruifeng used to be such a person. He had to stand no matter what the circumstances. Only by standing could he avenge the old and young men of Tianwang Mountain. But today, he has a more lofty goal and has long since changed.
He has become a different person, and now looking at Old Hu who was exactly the same as him, he still feels a little ridiculous.
"Why bother?"
The moment Xu Ruifeng said these three words, he regretted it. Just imagine, if you were faced with such a thing, you would definitely think it was ridicule. Even if you were sincere, you would not be treated sincerely. After all, where you are
He has never been to the position you are in, and he has never seen the height you are at. In his eyes, the world you can see may be unknown hidden by the mountains, so how can he empathize with it.
"When you were killing people and stealing goods in Northern Manchuria, didn't anyone say the same thing to you? At that time, did you put down the knife in your hand and the gun in your waist?"
have.
Someone had said the same thing to him, that is, Xu Ruifeng had talked about the Red Party with Lao Yaoying when he couldn't sleep...
It was this person who made Xu Ruifeng fall into self-examination and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.
He began to learn to ask himself questions.
And I have been asking one question after another until now, and throughout my life, I have personally searched for the answers...
Lao Hu rushed over with the ferocity of the four biggest cannons in the world.
There was no curiosity about the world on his face, no doubts about his own life, only a fierceness that wanted to drag Xu Ruifeng into the abyss.
He has never seen the people Xu Ruifeng has seen, and he will never see the world that Old Xu can see in the same scene in this life.
prick.
Lao Hu's movements are still ferocious, but he has turned into a beast and lost his human instinct of thinking.
hide.
When Xu Ruifeng turned his upper body to avoid the knife, what passed through his mind was the pitifulness of the Jianghu people.
The victory in this duel was no longer the result of Kung Fu, but the result of the crushing of consciousness caused by the wide and narrow range of perspective.
Just like a kindergarten child can never defeat a battle-hardened general; just like a battle-hardened general can never defeat the God of War who has already understood the world.
Xu Ruifeng is not the God of War, but he can feel his heart.
Uppercut.
Xu Ruifeng turned sideways and punched Lao Hu in the lower abdomen. This punch made Lao Hu tremble suddenly. The wound with the dagger inserted in his abdomen tore open instantly, and blood vomited out in large mouthfuls.
The second punch.
Xu Ruifeng then moved his body to Lao Hu's side. When he moved his body, the arm he moved directly hit Lao Hu's chin, twisting the opponent's entire body.
Everyone knows how ferocious a trapped beast can be, but they don't know at all that in this situation, the beast doesn't have a clear brain at all, so how can it fight?
After two punches, Lao Hu fell softly. He lay on the ground and blinked slowly. He looked at Xu Ruifeng pleadingly and said in the lowest tone of his voice: "Here, here, give me a
happy."
Xu Ruifeng knew what he wanted.
What he wants is that when people talk about this guy named Hu in the future, they have to say that this kid is ruthless and manly enough, and that Lao Xu was beaten into such a beating without even saying a soft word.
This is Jianghu.
Childish and pitiful, always living in other people's mouths, with the ultimate goal of getting a "that's like that" from others' mouths.
Xu Ruifeng slowly walked over, stood in front of Lao Hu, bent down, grasped the bayonet still inserted in his body, and pulled it out along with his standing figure.
"Well……"
Lao Hu trembled all over and stared straight into his eyes, his facial expression became extremely tense at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, when his skin loosened, he looked at the bright moon in the sky and stopped moving.
"You." Xu Ruifeng sighed: "You are blind."
What pity Xu Ruifeng is not Lao Hu, but his ability.
After the fight just now, if this person can resist the Japanese, his ability in the Anti-Japanese Alliance will only be inferior to his own.
"good!"
The Japanese clapped, and the translator also clapped. At this time, Xu Ruifeng breathed a sigh of relief. If only Lao Hu had taken a chance and persuaded the Japanese to send troops to the cliff to search
, the only one who is exposed in the end is himself.
"Taijun, let's continue talking about what happened just now?"
But the Japanese said with excitement: "Don't worry, I have another thing to talk to you about."
The Japanese stopped him on the shoulder cordially and said: "In order to make things smoother in the world of co-prosperity in Greater East Asia, we are prepared to defeat the enemy's will. Next year, we will set up an arena in the Northeast and invite the world's masters to join us.
Japanese samurai have a showdown."
"The winner will receive generous rewards."
"You have good skills, are you interested?"
Xu Ruifeng glanced at the Japanese in front of him and said, "I just want two dollars." But he cursed in his heart: "You are trying to lure out all the capable people in the Northeast and kill them!"
"We can discuss the money issue easily."
Xu Ruifeng waved his hands repeatedly: "It's not just about money. Taijun may not know the gang very well. When we enter the gang, we must have a certificate of investment. When we leave the gang, we also need three swords and six holes. This is the rule. If I want to leave
Nipple Mountain, maybe I won’t even be able to survive.”
"I will help you with this matter. I will personally tell Yonekura Ishisuke and tell him that this is an action by the military and ask the Special High School to fully cooperate. Don't worry, I guarantee that you will not leave Xu Damabang."
If anyone stops me..."
"As for money, I will give you the highest price the Chinese can get, one hundred silver dollars per month."
What is the concept of the price of one hundred silver dollars a month in the Northeast? This money is enough for you to support two young wives who burn tobacco at the same time, and you can still have some leftover to chew grain for the whole family.
"I'll think about it."
"Okay." The Japanese was very happy. He didn't think that the Chinese could still find a reason to reject him. The so-called "think about it" might be just an excuse to hope to be taken seriously.
"Then, first mark the ancient tombs near Tunguska on the map with Tucson, and then my people will take you to rest."
The night was getting darker, and the anti-union team lying on the cliff were worried about Lao Xu as they watched what was happening below.
Only the cook lay there with his gun in his hand and said nothing.
Si Baozi asked: "What's wrong with you?"
The chef responded with a laugh: "Lao Xu and I competed in Harbin, and he didn't give his best."
Si Baozi was happy and turned away from asking.
The chef said curiously: "Don't you want to know who loses and who wins?"
Si Baozi answered the question unexpectedly: "Our master can't do our best with you. How can you fix it if you accidentally break it?" The implication is, is there any need to ask about the result?
"You seem to have great confidence in Lao Xu's hand."
"That is, if we want to say who can stabilize our father in the Northeast, I guess the only one left is the old man from Fengtian."
"Who?"
"I don't know what his name is, but I know that he was the handsome bodyguard earlier. Not to mention seeing him, even people in the world would unconsciously be dwarfed when they mentioned him."
Si Baozi pondered for a long time: "I heard from others that my surname is Gong." This chapter has been completed!