Saturday, April 3, 1977. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

All day today, Hong Yanwu had a good time.

Because it was close to noon, the "Great Minzi" sent someone to bring him a message, saying that the money had been scraped together. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the people of the "Bow" also brought the same good news. In the end, both sides made an appointment with him, and they paid the money tomorrow as scheduled.

For this great event, and it coincided with the weekend, Hong Yanwu had the heart to go out with Chen Liquan at night and have a big drink to celebrate.

It happened that in the afternoon of that day, "Little Baizi" hit a few sparrows with a slingshot and came to him, so he even called "Little Baizi" and said that he would take him to the coal factory to wait for Chen Liquan to get off work, and go out to eat together in the evening.

So when it was almost five o'clock, Hong Yanwu greeted his family in advance, saying that he would not eat at home in the evening. Later, he cleaned the aluminum lunch box used by his father and took it in a net pocket before leaving the house. If nothing else, he can't forget his family when he eats and drinks by himself, and he has to come back with two meat dishes.

In this way, I went to Qiuzi's house in the West Courtyard to call Chen Liquan and made an appointment to meet after work. Hong Yanwu took the "little hundred sons" to chat happily and walked straight to the coal plant. Along the way, his heart was filled with a sense of relief that he was about to be done.

But at this time, he just ignored one of the most important things - the time of happiness is also the time when people are most paralyzed and careless!

If you are careless, you will inevitably pay a price, which is the same for everyone, so the reality quickly gave Hong Yanwu a hard time. Just when he and "Little Baizi" had just turned into Xiaochuan Dian'er Hutong halfway through, an astonishing emergency occurred.

At that time, two young workers walked up to Hong Yanwu, and they also had regimental emblems pinned to their chests. They all look like the best promising young people of our time.

But who would have thought that they were specifically targeting Hong Yanwu. Just as they were passing by mistake, the two "workers" suddenly showed up and stabbed at Hong Yanwu without hesitation.

It's a fluke!

First of all, because these two "workers" were wearing masks on their mouths in order to cover their faces, Hong Yanwu felt particularly awkward. When they were close to each other, he subconsciously glanced at each other's faces twice, so that he would find the murderous intent in the other party's eyes at the first time.

Secondly, people with kung fu are far more agile than ordinary people. Hong Yanwu's hard work for several years was not in vain after all, after the other party launched, his instinct was very fast, and he avoided the key point with a line of difference.

But even so, it didn't mean that he would be unscathed, and the result was that a stab to Hong Yanwu's shoulder socket stabbed him in the arm, and another stab to his lower abdomen slashed his lower back.

In just the blink of an eye, Hong Yanwu's upper body clothes were all torn, and there were two more wounds on his body that were not light. What's worse is that he immediately realized that these two people were extremely dangerous, and their purpose was to at least want to abolish him completely.

Why?

This is because the "ballast" in the "player" circle is also divided into levels and is exquisite.

The lowest level, of course, refers to the conflict between words and fists and feet, at most picking up the bricks to scare and scare, and not really using it.

Its purpose is mostly to compete for victory or loss, as long as one party hugs the head of the rat or admits defeat, it can be ended. This condition causes the least damage, and most of them are nosebleeds, black eyes, and the like.

As for the second level, that's to point the guy to see blood. But even so, there is some scrutiny about what to use, because the purpose is still to scare and subdue the other party, not to kill the other party.

For example, the bricks of the board are specially patted on the top of the head, and once they come to lose their momentum, the opponent is majestic. Second, you can stun the opponent, make them frightened and lose their fighting spirit. The third is that the damage is controllable, and at most it is a concussion.

For example, spring locks, plate straps, etc., are also specially greeted on the head of the person wearing a cotton hat, or slammed on the front chest and back.

What if it's a knife?

Generally, in order to create momentum and control danger, kitchen knives are often used. Because as long as you don't greet your head, the risk of slashing through your clothes is minimal, and the big guy looks majestic in your hand, which can play a great deterrent role.

On the contrary, squeegee knives and switchblades are the most dangerous, and they must be used accurately.

When veterans use straight stab knives, they mostly slash their arms, buttocks, and thighs. The most afraid is to be raw, I don't know the trick but just want to be majestic, often impulsive when I am in a hurry, I stab someone in the chest and abdomen directly with a knife, then something big should happen.

Finally, the highest third level, the only definition is to kill someone or completely maim someone, purposefully and premeditated to choose the weapon of maximum destruction, as long as they meet on a narrow road, they will go to the place where they die, and there is no ambiguity!

What Hong Yanwu encountered today is undoubtedly the third situation. Not to mention that the other party was ruthless, and went straight to the point. Even the guys they use are anything but ordinary.

Because one of them was armed with a Finnish dagger known as the "king of attacks", and the other made a three-edged bayonet equipped with a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.

Just these two guys, flesh and bones can be easily pierced, such as stabbing the limbs of the hands, feet and limbs, serious injuries and disability are commonplace, and stabbing to the stomach, chest, head and other positions, it is even more certain. Obviously, there is a deep hatred and hatred, and they don't share the sky!

So as soon as Hong Yanwu's mind flashed, he realized that he was afraid that he would have to kill him. So he shouted "Hide to the side", first pushed away the "little Baizi" beside him, and then pounced on the two opponents.

The closest to Hong Yanwu is the "Finnish Dagger", Hong Yanwu faced the knife stabbed by this kid, did not dodge or dodge, only picked up the net pocket in his hand, and hit the kid's head first. Immediately afterwards, he raised his leg and kicked hard in the chest of the second "military thorn" who rushed towards him.

He didn't leave room at all, and these two times he was rushing to break the blood flow on his head and break his tendons.

Sure enough, the effect is also in place. The "aluminum lunch box" was smashed with a muffled sound, and the head of the "Finnish dagger" was instantly "opened", and its body hit the brick wall of the alley with a crooked body.

And the "military spur" that ate his kick also "soared" several steps backwards, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", covering his ribs and "smacking".

However, just when "Hong Yanwu" was about to chase after him with an indomitable momentum, he didn't expect that the two injured boys would have even more vicious backhands. Each of them hurriedly took out a glass vial from his pocket, unscrewed the lid one after another, and threw it at Hong Yanwu.

It's weird if it's something good!

Hong Yanwu immediately bowed his head and let the two glass bottles rub their heads.

Immediately afterward, he heard the cracking of glass bottles and a strange hissing sound coming from the wall behind him.

He turned his head uncontrollably, and then his face turned pale.

It turned out that the pungent smoke was rising from the place where the liquid was splashed on the wall, and at the same time, it was also sizzling, gnawing at the ancient masonry!

...... in a glass bottle It's concentrated sulfuric acid!

"Grandson, you can't live today!"

Hearing a cruel and rampant shout, Hong Yanwu turned around again, and his eyes were splitting again!

Because he saw that at this time, the "Finnish Dagger" and the "Military Thorn" were holding four glass bottles with open lids, and they were ready to throw at him again!

Before he could react, there were two "whoosh" sounds, and two more glass bottles came out of his hand!

Finished!

Hong Yanwu was like being poured a bucket of cold water on his head on the spot, and he was cold from head to toe. He knew that he could avoid the first two, and it would be difficult to avoid the two they had prepared in their hands, and he was afraid that he would have to confess here today!

But at this moment, the most astonishing change actually appeared!

I only heard the two soft sounds of "Tutu", and the two glass bottles that left their hands were hit by something at the same time before they flew out of a meter, and they were blown apart, and the sulfuric acid also splashed in the air!

Hong Yanwu was far away, turned his back and covered his head, and only a few drops were scattered on the sleeve of his left arm.

But those two culprits are miserable, and the clothes and masks are all splashed!

As their clothes and masks were rapidly corroded by sulfuric acid and became charred and black, they panicked and threw the sulfuric acid bottle in their hands at Hong Yanwu again, and went to take off their masks and shirts.

didn't expect that this time it was over, they would not repent, and the whole thing was cocooned and bound to themselves!

Because just like last time, as soon as the last two sulfuric acid bottles came out of their hands, they exploded in the air again. As a result, a lot of sulfuric acid was splashed on their bodies again.

Now, it's hard not to touch the flesh!

On the heads, faces, and hands of the two people, smoke rose in a curling curl, and they only felt that the fire was burning and hurting. Extremely frightened, they couldn't care about anything, so they turned around and ran away. After only a few steps, it completely disappeared from the mouth of the alley.

In this regard, Hong Yanwu had no intention of blocking them, nor did he chase them. Because as soon as he came, he knew that it would be good if these two boys were not disfigured and did not burn through their stomachs, and he didn't need to do anything anymore. Second, he was completely attracted to another thing at this time!

That is, behind him, the "little Baizi" who was seven or eight meters away, although his face was extremely pale and his breathing was particularly rapid, but he was holding a slingshot with a full string in his hand.

The four sulfuric acid bottles just now were all broken by him!

"Master Hong, I hurt someone, I won't go to jail for this, right?"

After all, the "little hundred sons" are still young, and as soon as they were sure that the crisis had passed, they immediately coaxed. As soon as the slingshot hung down, I was about to shed tears when I saw it.

"Don't worry, they are self-inflicted, and I will carry something. Besides, if you really have to investigate it carefully, you still have to act bravely. ”

Hong Yanwu knew that this kid had never seen the world, so he hurriedly comforted him. Seeing that "Little Baizi's" face gradually softened, he couldn't help but ask the question he was most concerned about curiously.

"'Little Baizi', you just had two 'double cannons'......! Did you practice it by beating the birds?"

"My dad is the 'God Slingshot' in the flyover's 'Little Eight Monsters', I haven't learned other kung fu, this thing is okay. What 'swan lays eggs', 'dripping water in front of the eaves', 'prodigal son kicks a ball', 'swallows peck in the mud' I can play when I am young, and 'double cannons' are not a ......"

"Little Baizi" explained the reason in a few sentences. But only halfway through speaking, he found that Hong Yanwu's sleeve had been burned with several large holes. Immediately I was going to cry again, and I felt sorry for myself.

"Master Hong, your hand is injured because I broke the bottle, right? It's all my ...... to blame."

"Don't be stupid, thanks to you today, otherwise I would have become Yang Zaixing in "Xiaoshang River", ......"

Having said that, at this time, Hong Yanwu not only felt a few drops of sulfuric acid corroded from his clothes, which burned his arm painfully. And at the same time, there was still bleeding from the shoulders and lower back.

However, the sensation of pain also has the benefit of calming down. Therefore, Hong Yanwu immediately became soberly aware of a more fatal problem.

"Oh no! I've got to go find Izumi......"

Hong Yanwu suddenly shouted, and was about to leave. But then he remembered that the "little hundred sons" were still in fear, so he hesitated for a while, and he made another arrangement for the "little hundred sons".

"Brother, you go home by yourself first, I can't take care of you......"

Unexpectedly, "Little Baizi" wiped away his tears, and he was unusually stubborn and firm.

"No, Master Hong, I'll go with you!"

People are such strange creatures! Don't look at some people who are as soft as noodles on weekdays, when it comes to critical moments, they are definitely the most reliable helpers! )