Chapter 112: Thunderbolt means, bodhisattva heart

When Mo Yan described his hometown in the book "Red Sorghum" family, he said that his hometown was the most beautiful and ugly, the most detached and worldly, the most holy and dirty, the most heroic and the most bastard, the most able to drink and the most loving place on earth, Guan Xiaojun's hometown Yunze area is almost exactly the same as Mo Yan's description in the book.

The people here are fierce, from ancient times to the present, the most out is the robbers, the chaotic party, bandits, ringing horses, the blood of the people here contains a kind of congenital violence gene, the most like to speak by force, there are heroes and heroes who regard death as home, there are also shameless people who are willing to be traitors and lackeys, they burst out in the troubled times or gorgeous or bleak blood flowers, dyed the whole Yunze land, the barbaric atmosphere, until today's peaceful era still remains.

So this is a place where there are many major murder crimes, and gangs of outlaws are like leeks, cutting stubble after stubble, endlessly, and never really calm.

If a few people don't die every year, it's simply sorry for the title of "leek field" in the Yunze area.

This situation continued to be the case after the new century.

Every year, because of the scramble for the homestead, because the house in front of the person in front of him is taller than his own, because his own woman is molested, etc., there will be several deaths, and there is more than one murder case, of course, the most is robbery and murder.

In the boring and silent night, there is always a group of young people who have nowhere to vent their energy and gather together to catch people on the side of the road and have fun.

When they are in a happy mood, they will beat others a few times for no reason, and when they are in a bad mood, they will also find someone to beat them, and when they meet a woman, it is not just a matter of beating them, but if they have a little bit of posture, they will inevitably be ruined, and eight or nine out of ten will be killed and buried.

Two thousand years ago, there was a series of major cases in which more than 30 foreign ladies were killed and buried, and the central government shook at that time, and the director of the Yunze area was removed from his post on the spot.

Compared with these big cases, the robbery and murder case that Guan Xiaojun encountered tonight is simply a "small matter" that is not worth mentioning, that is, because it happened next to him, and he shot thirteen people in a row, and this incident was remembered by Guan Xiaojun.

In the face of these criminals, Guan Xiaojun was unmerciful, shot extremely hard, and did not beat them half to death, which was irresponsible for his own life. Only by beating them to death, or if they are unable to move, can they be safely guarded.

When the motorcycle owner went to the police station to report the case, Guan Xiaojun searched the thirteen young people at the scene one by one, and after seeing that they did not have any weapons hidden on them, he really settled down.

He sighed, directly knocked out a young man, slowly sat on his back, and the long sword in his hand kept hitting the ground gently, "Be honest, whoever dares to hum again, I will kill whoever first!"

The scene was silent, even the moans and cries from the broken legs disappeared in an instant, only the sound of heavy breathing sounded from the mouths and noses of these people.

From the time Guan Xiaojun appeared to the time he has defeated them now, his voice is so cold and his methods are so cruel that even these little gangsters are frightened. In the face of such ruthless people, there is no one who is not afraid.

When Ma Zhihe, the director of the police station, led several policemen to the scene, he saw that in the cold moonlight of late autumn, in the middle of a road, there were "corpses" lying on the road, and Guan Xiaojun was sitting on a "corpse" with a long sword across his knees, as if there was no one around.

"So many people died?"

When the three policemen at the scene saw this situation, they were shocked, and one of them even fell to the ground with a baton.

Ma Zhihe took out a pistol and pointed it at Guan Xiaojun, "You...... You killed them all?"

Guan Xiaojun got up and said with a smile: "Uncle Ma, it's me, Xiaojun!"

He put the long sword back into its scabbard, "These guys don't learn well, they rob things in the middle of the night, and they want to kill people, but fortunately I met them, otherwise there will definitely be a big problem!"

Ma Zhihe took a flashlight and shone it on Guan Xiaojun, and immediately recognized it, and said in surprise: "Xiaojun? What's going on? Why are you here?"

The original director of the police station, Hong Xingang, has been transferred to the district to become the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and Ma Zhihe is the new director after Hong Xingang took office.

Many years later, because he was drunk, he lost his pistol, he was given a major demerit, and he couldn't be the director, so he became an ordinary policeman, but now is the time for the scenery.

After he saw that it was Guan Xiaojun, his heart relaxed, and he put the pistol back in the belt, "What's going on?"

Guan Xiaojun said with a smile: "Let's pull these people to the institute first, it's not convenient to talk here." ”

Ma Zhihe thought about it, but there were only four of the dozen or so people at the scene, and they couldn't drag these people away at all, so they finally found a few sticks and let a few guys with broken legs move to the station with sticks, and only three unconscious people were dragged back by them like dogs.

After returning to the office, after asking about this matter, Ma Zhihe glanced at Guan Xiaojun very strangely, "Xiaojun, why are you still wandering on the road in the middle of the night? Also, where did you get this sword from?"

After Guan Xiaojun said about his martial arts training, Ma Zhihe's face was abrupt, "No wonder, no wonder! I'm still wondering, how did you knock down these dozen or so thugs, it turns out that your kid is still a martial arts master!"

He laughed a few times, and his face became serious, "Xiaojun, although you are righteous and brave, but you beat people so hard, it is a bit of a deliberate injury, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, it is better to shoot lightly, fortunately you didn't kill anyone today, otherwise, it will be a big trouble! These guys, you beat them like this, before going to prison, you have to go to the hospital for a while." ”

Guan Xiaojun said with a smile: "Uncle Ma, I'm twelve years old now, according to today's legal provisions, even if I make a little heavier, there shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Ma Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, the child opposite had just turned twelve years old, but he felt more adult than an adult.

He was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "You kid still know the law, but this matter is not a trivial matter, and I may have to check the situation with you at any time in the future, which may affect your studies." However, we can send you a certificate of merit for righteousness and bravery, and we can also give you some points when you take the university entrance examination in the future. ”

Guan Xiaojun hurriedly refused, "Uncle Ma, I turned out of the school in the middle of the night to practice martial arts, I obviously violated the school rules, if you give me a certificate, you are not helping me, you are harming me!"

Ma Zhihe said with a smile: "That's okay, I won't send the award, but it must be noted on the file, and you can use it in the future!"

After he asked everything clearly, he said to Guan Xiaojun: "Are you going to sleep with me all night, or go back to school?"

Guan Xiaojun said: "I still have to go back, and I have to go to class tomorrow." ”

Seeing that Guan Xiaojun was leaving, the motorcycle owner hurriedly stepped forward, held Guan Xiaojun's hand and shook it vigorously, "Little brother, I ...... it"

He was still a little frightened at this time, and choked up: "I...... My name is Tong Jianzhang, if it weren't for you today, I might have died at the hands of these bastards. I must repay you, I must repay you!"

Guan Xiaojun smiled and withdrew his hand, "Let's walk less at night in the future, the black light is blind, anything can happen, you have a snack!"

After walking out of the police station, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and when he climbed over the school wall and entered his dormitory of more than 150 people, smelling the stench in the room and listening to the undulating breathing in the room, Guan Xiaojun laughed softly, who could have known, just tonight, he saved fourteen lives!

The thirteen thugs, after all, are also human beings, and after this incident, I believe that the possibility of death may still exist, but it should not all be suicidal.

This can be regarded as a thunderbolt method, the bodhisattva's heart, right?