Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Good Guys, The Bad Guys
Now that he has a goal, Wang Dong is not in a hurry. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Thinking that there was no food or drink in the mountains, Wang Dong felt that it was better to catch this guy two days late, why, because at that time, the fugitive had no resistance.
Regardless of whether he will freeze to death or not, Wang Dong doesn't care, what he cares about is how to make this guy suffer more, or even life is better than death, then it would be the best.
hung at the end of the way, until the dog barked, Wang Dong looked at his mobile phone, it was noon.
Finding a sheltered place from the wind, Wang Dong lit a bonfire. Fortunately, it was snowing, not raining, otherwise it would not have been easy to find dry wood.
Iron pot, mineral water, beef, vegetables...... One by one was pulled out. Although the place is not suitable, the ingredients are sufficient, and the hot pot is ready to be baked quickly.
Large pieces of beef, chicken legs, and verdant rape, Wang Dong ate them, and didn't forget to throw some to Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, no matter what, he couldn't treat himself badly.
"Let's go, let's go". Wang Dong was full of food and drink, and took a nap before slowly preparing to set off.
"Is this ginseng?" After walking for a while, Wang Dong was surprised to find that there were several seedlings in the snow in front of him, which looked like ginseng.
Good things should not be missed, take out the shovel, Wang Dong carefully moved a few ginseng plants to the back basket one by one, and waited for a while to go back and plant them in the back mountain.
Before, he was in a hurry, but now that he calmed down, Wang Dong found a lot of herbs, some of which were very rare, and some of which were very ordinary, but they were all moved in.
The weather is getting colder, down seven or eight degrees from yesterday. Although Wang Dong can bear it, why don't you wear clothes if you have them.
Coat, leather pants, warm clothes, like a panda, and even a large thick cotton hat on his head.
Wang Dong walked very fast, only an hour, and vaguely saw the fugitive, but did not catch up.
Looking at his staggering appearance, Wang Dong didn't know if he had eaten or lived in the past few days, but from the appearance, he felt very miserable.
The mud, snow stains, and dead grass on the body were everywhere, and the coat was tattered and scraped, which was worse than a beggar's suit.
Wobbly look, maybe really tired and hungry. Since he can still go, it means that he is fine, Wang Dong plans to close the net tomorrow, and he only hopes that this guy will not be frozen to death tonight.
The trees were dense, there were many forests, there was no longer a cave, and Wang Dong stopped advancing when it was dark, and stopped more than 2,000 meters behind him.
There was no cave, no tent, so Wang Dong had to make one by himself, but fortunately, there were a lot of things in the storage bag.
Sticks were everywhere, a few were found, tied together, and soon, the simple hut was set up, and then the quilt and bed sheets were fixed outside, and the small tent was set up.
"Well, I can finally rest, I don't have to sleep in the snow." Wang Dong saw the figure in front of him who fell in the snow, looked at his nest, well, very satisfied.
Bury the pot to cook, and the protests of the two boys screaming.
"You two, if you don't catch a few pheasants and hares tomorrow, you won't have anything to eat." The one who helped became the uncle, Wang Dong had to get the little black and white food first, hey, there was nowhere to talk about the hard work.
Let the two dogs guard the door, Wang Dong got into his bed beautifully, warm and comfortable.
Zhao Qiang felt that he was about to die, tired and hungry, and extremely cold, feeling that he couldn't hold it anymore.
Originally, I escaped into the mountains, found a cave, got some game, and I could survive for a while. It's been a long time, I'm sneaking out, getting some food in the periphery and coming back, as long as the cat is on for a few months, everything will be fine.
It's a pity that people are not as good as the sky, and it was so coincidental that it snowed, and it was still heavy snow, and it didn't stop for a day and a night, and there was no knee.
In this snowy place, Zhao Qiang has been completely lost, and he can't even tell the difference between east and west, north and south.
Yesterday I was lucky to find a cave to shelter from the snow, but today, I don't have such good luck, let alone a cave, and I don't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Although I gnawed a little bark, my stomach still burned like fire. Zhao Qiang didn't know when he passed out, but when he opened his eyes and saw that the sky was gradually brightening, and the ground was still snow-white, he knew that he was not dead.
It's a pity that I don't even have the strength to stand up, death is inevitable, and the process of waiting for death is so difficult.
In the silence of the mountain forest, you can even hear the sound of a heartbeat.
"Could it be that there are already hallucinations?" When Zhao Qiang saw a person appear in front of him, he felt that he was faint from hunger and hallucinated, but only after hearing the voice did he rub his eyes and know that it was true.
"Help me, save me". Zhao Qiang used an inaudible voice to ask for help, hoping that the person in front of him could give him a little food and take him out, even if he went back to prison, he also admitted it, and now the process of waiting for death is too uncomfortable and painful, and it can simply drive people crazy.
"Hehe, do you want to live"? Wang Dong wanted to solve the hateful guy in front of him with a knife, but he held back it alive.
"You, please save me, I can give you a lot of money, my money, it's all hidden there." After reading the information of the fugitive, Wang Dong knew that the one in front of him used to be a drug dealer and robbed several banks, but it was precisely because he did not find the place where the money was found that he was not executed.
"I, I just want to see my daughter". As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are also good, Zhao Qiang finally thought of his daughter, and when he thought of his death, his daughter was lonely, and burst into tears.
"Tell me about your daughter." Wang Dong wanted to ignore this guy, but when he heard this, his heart softened. Tiger poison does not eat children, which father does not love his children.
"Tomorrow is my daughter's sixteenth birthday, and I really want to meet her." Zhao Qiang cried, a big man, he didn't realize it when he faced the muzzle, but when he thought of his daughter, he cried, and took out his wallet from his arms tremblingly, and there was a photo of a very beautiful girl in the mezzanine.
"Eat". Wang Dong shook his head, took out a cotton coat, put it on Zhao Qiang's body, and took out some food. Wang Dong lit a fire, but Zhao Qiang shook his head, he really couldn't do it.
More than ten degrees below zero, and after a hard night, Zhao Qiang already felt that he couldn't do it anymore.
"I used to be a worker and my family was harmonious, but I blamed that bastard for harming our family." Zhao Qiang said hatefully, helpless, and remorseful.
It's a very ordinary, and it's a bloody experience. Zhao Qiang's wife cheated on him, and the object was his boss. One day after returning home, Zhao Qiang caught the adulterer in bed, stabbed the adulterer to death with a fruit knife, and then fled.
For the sake of his young daughter, Zhao Qiang had no choice but to start a underworld business, and in the past few years, he had his own people and done a lot of big cases, but unfortunately the legal net was restored, and finally a group of people were all arrested.
"I can't do it anymore, I deserve it, but, I, I hope you can take care of my daughter, ahem." Zhao Qiang's limbs were already stiff, except for the white mouth in his mouth, otherwise he looked like a dead man.
"There is an abandoned factory in the south of the city, under the toilet...... In the past few years, Zhao Qiang finally said what he didn't explain, just hoping that after Wang Dong got the money, he could take care of his daughter in the future.
"Please, please, money, you, you can keep more than half, just give, leave the money for a house for my daughter, let, let her live well." In the end, Zhao Qiang died, he was frozen and starved to death.
Wang Dong suddenly felt very confused, whether he had killed this person himself. Although this person is a fugitive and a drug dealer in the eyes of many people, he is still a good father who loves his daughter.
"Maybe, that's fine." Wang Dong comforted himself, carried Zhao Qiang on his back and began to walk out.
Death is greater, and even in the heinous sin, he is dead. Wang Dong wanted to be happy, he caught the fugitive and took revenge, but he was a little panicked in his heart, and he still couldn't be happy.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of your daughter." Wang Dong muttered to himself, regardless of whether the person behind him could hear it or not, he walked out with one foot deep and one foot shallow.