Gao Kuan ran and ran, he firmly believed that the little aunt and grandmother must be waiting not far from him, the tomb was dark, the little girl would be afraid, the steps should be faster, faster, but he clearly realized that he was dying, his body was already unconscious of the pain, his legs and feet were weak and he was about to plant, and he could not see anything in front of him except for darkness.

Tears covered his face, stirred by the wind, and swished coldly. Xindao: Even if you die, you have to die in the arms of that little girl... However, the sound of the timid drum was ringing in my ears, and the big three strings were babbling and pulling.

The tune is that he left Beiping three years ago, and Xiaomei specially invited him to listen to Liu Baoquan's "Single Knife Meeting".

The body swayed to the rhythm of the big drum, and the hairy hand behind him got closer and closer, and with a snap, the hairy hand had already slapped on the shoulder.

With a punch in the face, the nasal bones hurt, the blood in the cavity swelled up, and the drum broke, Liu Baoquan's voice swirled in his head, just staying at 'sacrificing death and forgetting life to the whole river and mountain'

Desolate and lingering, the hero is short of breath.

Gao Kuan gritted his teeth and turned back sharply, his two arms clasping Mike's head, and the arm that had been shot was hanging and completely useless.

He was surrendered by Mike -- this hypocritical foreign devil completely tore off his mask, shouted loudly, grabbed his broken shoulder, turned over and fell, and with another bang, his high and wide tail vertebrae fell to the ground, shaking up a choking dust.

His body was shaken, and there was a tingling pain in his back, and he struggled to get up, but he only moved, and when he heard a cruel laugh, he was dragged up by the yellow-haired beast head-on, and threw the noodles to the stone wall. The skull 'bangs' collided with the stone wall,

Beaten aggrieved!

Gao Kuan clenched his fists, leaned against the wall and slowly rubbed up, spitting out white smoke heavily, there was no light in his eyes, it was so dark that it was penetrating, only a little pupil, so bright that it was so bright, just like this, he looked at the foreign devil who was used to it quietly, and slowly showed a row of snow-white teeth, and chuckled.

Mike was stunned by the little yellow man in front of him, and he shuddered for no reason, for no other reason, but because this person's eyes were too much like a wolf staring at its prey!

And the sound of the tall and wide, big drum Liu Baoquan's singing echoed in his mind over and over again -- 'Sacrifice life and forget death, the whole mountain and river.' Where is the young Zhou Lang now, and where is the warlike Lu Wenhou now......

He made up his mind, straightened his spine, and approached Mike step by step, just ten centimeters in front of Mike, he suddenly jumped up and punched, this punch that quickly pierced the air, like a hero's tragedy, and 'forgetting life and forgetting death' slammed into Mike's left cheek.

Mike flicked his cheek, and was shocked back by the oncoming fist half a step, he touched the place where he was beaten, and spat blood, and the white hard object was spit out by him - seeing what was on the ground, Mike was angry and annoyed in fear, he opened his blue eyes, looked at the man in front of him incredulously, and raised his pistol in a pretentious manner.

Gao Kuanyu jumped on Mike's hand, he knew that Mike's pistol was out of bullets, sneered, knocked out the pistol, and smiled at the dying foreign devil.

However, the smiling Gao Kuan, in Mike's opinion, is not a human being at all, a devil burdened with sin, a villain who is stained with blood and should be punished by the Lord! He... To escape...

It's a pity that Gao Kuan didn't give him this opportunity, Gao Kuan's hand was quick and ruthless, and he kicked the foreign devil's belly, and the intact arm went directly to his head, and his fist was like a sledgehammer, smashing viciously into his head.

Mike didn't dodge, he was beaten by Gao Kuan, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he whimpered like a lost dog.

Gao Kuan looked at Mike, knowing in his heart that this foreign devil must stay in the tomb, he grabbed the half-large stone on the ground, and lifted it up with some difficulty, Mike saw it and moved a few steps back, however, Gao Kuan looked at him, stepped on his face, and smashed the stone on his hand hard.

Mike softened with the falling stones, I don't know if he was faint or dead, Gao Kuan probed his snort, and he was still alive.

To kill or not to kill?

Gao Kuan suddenly relieved himself, and for the first time, he had human life on his hands, and there were four of them.

Should this preacher be killed?

If he is spared, it will be a trouble if he is counterattacked, this person has been acting as a prestige on the land of the Chinese, and even reselling the Chinese's things, he should be killed!

Gao Kuan picked up the stone again, his hands trembled, he closed his eyes and smashed the stone heavily, splashing red and white things, and the heavy smell of blood made people's stomachs sour.

Gao Kuan sat down on the ground and gasped for breath. His throat rolled, and he didn't dare to look at Mike, who had died tragically in his hands, and he was now, with five lives on his hands.

As soon as he relaxed, his whole body was in pain, and he didn't dare to touch his arm, Gao Kuan knew in his heart that his arm was going to be wasted, but now, he had to find Ronghua, and he wanted to take her out with him.

The flashlight was broken, Gao Kuanqiang endured the nausea, and returned to the foreign devil to touch something, directly dragged the bag he was carrying, and took the flashlight, but at the same time, he also touched a necklace containing a photo of a little girl on his body.

looked at the little girl on the necklace, Gao Kuan stuffed the things into the foreign devil's pocket again, wiped his dead eyes with his palm, turned around, raised the flashlight, and stepped into the darkness again.

Walking along the way, aimless, Gao Kuan thought about it in his heart, life still has to get back on track, he decided to go to Beiping with Ronghua after leaving the tomb, and the old man at home was soft, to take over the old man's position, go to the Finance Bureau for a few years, or do some business, Jianghu Dream is not suitable for him in the end, and the eight gates of Jianghu are always a legend.

As for Ronghua, when he returned to Beiping, he proposed, he bought the little girl a diamond the size of a pigeon's egg, and gave her everything she wanted, and he understood her... Also know... She must have him in her heart.

His mind was finalized, Gao Kuan's steps couldn't help but be much lighter, and the fight just now seemed like a passing cloud to him, and he analyzed the terrain while guessing which way the little girl had taken.

However, Gao Kuan didn't know that he was only a few meters away from Jinhua, after Jinhua was knocked unconscious by the big man, he woke up and disappeared the big man, there was a big chrysalis beside her, surrounding her, it was really as the big man said to feed her to the worm, but the worm didn't seem to have any interest in Jinhua.

But Jinhua wants to leave, this insect is blocking again, as human as the golden silkworm of the previous big man, Jinhua can't help but guess, what is the origin of this big man, and he actually controls a good worm.

At the same time, Jinhua still had some doubts that the origins of Granny Gu and Uncle Mu would definitely not be as simple as the pharmacist and the father-in-law.

This tomb must be hiding a secret, Tang Mingcheng's Gu mother-in-law, Uncle Mu, and that big man, what do they know?

ps: I recommend the boiled "Gate Valve Wind Flow". Good night, book friends.