Chapter 208: The Emperor's Lineage of the Southern Song Dynasty (2)
There are many things that can be studied about Zhao Tan. I believe that these secrets have been found by Cha Ye and Aunt Cha. This is the main reason why they are willing to take the risk of rebellion, if there is a huge fortune waiting for them to be discovered, not even just a huge rich, but something else worthy of the pursuit of people's lives, of course they will take the risk and reckless the consequences.
The fact that the Great General was fully prepared but excluded me, for whatever reason, gives me some regret.
"Mr. Long, I really hope that everyone will not meet in the rivers and lakes, but in a peaceful and beautiful normal environment. In that case, we can at least avoid these days of dancing with knives and gunsβ" said the general, patting the short gun in his hand, rather helplessly.
"Looks like you're tired of keeping your gun with you." I asked with a smile.
"I started playing with guns at the age of four, I didn't know how to play with toys, I first knew how to disassemble a gun. In California, from revolvers to shotguns, from vintage * to long-range heavy sniper rifles, from * to *...... There are very few American-style weapons that I don't operate. Sometimes I really want to dismantle my hands with guns and replace them with a pair of novices who can embroider and mix bartenders, and live a new life. The reason why I accepted the mission to lurk in Japan was also because of this terrible boredom. The general said quietly.
"Jianghu is a very complicated place, and many people will get tired of it, because most people like a quiet and leisurely life, rather than tense the strings all day long, either killing or being killed all day long, and not knowing whether they can live until dawn tonight. I was on Hong Kong Island, and I had enough of fighting and killing, so I quit the rivers and lakes, came to Dunhuang, picked up a paintbrush with a knife, and lived a life of free choice from scratch. I said.
What I wanted was different from what Meng Qiao wanted, she was still used to the environment of the big city, liked the brightly lit drinking parties, and liked the staggering between the upper echelons.
Although we grew up together in the orphanage, we can only become sisters and brothers, friends, and can carry the wind and rain together but not share the glory.
In fact, before I met Gu Tingcheng and Ming Shuichong, I had already made up my mind to send Meng Qiao back to Hong Kong Island and let her return to her old life.
Over there, there is enough money in the bank account to let her live carefree, and I will ask Lei Dongtian to take care of her and not let her suffer the slightest grievance.
"Hey, distracted? I saw in your eyes that you seemed to be thinking about another girl just now? The general asked.
I shook my head: "How is that possible?" β
The general smiled: "When you think about others, even the eyes become completely different. I guess, you thought of Miss Gu Tingcheng? β
I shook my head again: "No, I'm just thinking, what are the rivers and lakes?" Why do so many people go from being frenzied to getting tired of quitting? What can the rivers and lakes bring us, and what do they take from us? β
"This is an eternal philosophical conundrum, without a standard answer, and will never be solved." The general laughed self-deprecatingly.
Such a huge topic is not something that the two of us in the rivers and lakes can guess through.
The only thing I know is that very few people can quit the world in one fell swoop.
Especially now, "washing hands of gold basins and closing doors" on the rivers and lakes has become an empty phrase. So many gang figures on Hong Kong Island want to end their careers through this ancient ceremony, and they have moved to Australia and South America to live a long-awaited idyllic life. It is a pity that within a month of their "golden basin handwashing" ceremony, they will be scattered on the streets, and even all their families and relatives will not escape their fate.
"I really hope you're having a good time in Japan." I say this sincerely.
"Thank you." The general put down the gun in his right hand and slowly reached out to me.
I shook her hand vigorously and looked at her face.
"No matter who you are, whether you are the general of the Yellow Flower Society or the royal princess of the Xinyue Wuxiang faction, Jade Fox Chan, whether the general is pretending to be Jade Fox Chan, or Jade Fox Chan is pretending to be a general...... I bless you, because at this moment, we are all tired of the rivers and lakes and want to return to being a normal person. It is enough to have a confidant in life, and the world should treat it with the same heart. I said.
"I really didn't misread you, Mr. Long, if you come to Japan in the future, I will do my best to cover you, so that you don't have any worries, and treat Japan as your second home. So far, I will be happy to grow old. The general said.
I nodded: "Thank you, one day, I will be at the end of my rope, I hope your words are still valid." β
The general stared at me deeply, with infinite tenderness in his eyes: "As long as I live, this sentence will always be valid." Moreover, no matter how many girls you bring over or how many girls you have around, as long as you come, I can accommodate all of you. β
I'm grateful that she can say this, because girls are selfish, and if they can't be the first woman of a man, they must be the last woman of a man. Therefore, a girl's love will always have "exclusivity".
For example, the general's statement, being able to tolerate "all of me" is already the most extreme expression of love, and it is the most thorough expression of frankness.
"Give me the gun and I'll fix the trouble." I say.
"No, it's a trouble for the Yellow Flower Society." She shook her head.
I smiled: "It's better to do this, we can compare, whoever has the fastest trick will be the first to go in and solve the problem." Whoever is slow, will answer, okay? β
The general thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
She put the screwed on the short gun between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, and whispered: "Mr. Long, whoever gets the gun first and resists the opponent's vital point will win." β
I nodded in agreement, and this should be the best way to consider the superiority of two people.
In the distance, a car drove through the hospital gate, its headlights like sharp swords, piercing the foggy night.
"Wait for the lights of that car to sweep across the front of our car, and then we start." The general said.
It was a brand-new black off-road vehicle, and the two headlights should have been modified, and they were extremely bright and dazzlingly white.
As the car turned, the lamppost flickered and swept past our front of the car.
It was only about half a second before our eyes lit up, and then we fell into an endless darkness.
The general's hand was extremely fast, and almost at the moment when light and darkness interacted, he had already pressed the handle of the short gun.
When she put down the gun, she deliberately placed it diagonally, the body of the gun resting on the side of the teacup holder. Therefore, when she held down the handle of the gun, she did not make a "grab" movement, but went straight to "shoot" it, causing the short gun to bounce under the force, and it rolled in the air for four or five consecutive weeks, jumping to the height of the shoulders of the two of us.
Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, she slapped the gun with her right hand and grabbed the gun with her left hand, her movements were coherent, in one go, and her posture was smooth and beautiful. Moreover, her design ideas are very meticulous, and she completely has the upper hand in a quiet manner.
So, she's better suited than me to go into 701 on a mission.
The reason why I want to grab this task is to face the danger alone and leave the peace to her.
It took about two seconds for the general to go from the time he started to grasp the gun, and I didn't make any unnecessary movements, just reached out and pulled another gun out of her armpit, rubbed my thumb, flicked the safety bolt, and then the muzzle of the gun was pressed against her heart.
It took me less than a second to do this, and of course it would be more normal to aim the muzzle at her eyebrows, temples, neck or throat. But if it's easier to win, why bother looking for the near?
When the general's gun met my eyebrows, I already knew I had lost.
"I lost, but you're still good." She slowly lowered her gun.
"I'll go to 701, but I'll do things the way you do things, and I'll never get into trouble. Believe me, you are comrades-in-arms, and I have no malice. I said.
I closed the safety bolt of the short gun and placed it in the palm of her hand.
She hid the gun close to her, so it was obvious that it had her body temperature on the hilt.
"Is there really nothing to hide from you?" She asked.
"I don't know anything, I just want to solve Zhao Tan's affairs." I replied with a retreat.
Cha Ye and Aunt Cha are just minions in the rivers and lakes, and the surname Sheng is also counted, but they are just fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs who see money and are eye-catching.
If you can find the secret in Zhao Tan, you will be far ahead of other gangs and take a big step forward on the road to recovering the "Dunhuang Heavenly Machine".
Therefore, we are nominally chasing and killing the traitors of the Yellow Flower Society, but in fact, we are following Zhao Tan.
The general put the gun away, and then handed me the short gun that had been screwed on*, plus the second*.
"Forty bullets, is that enough?" She asked.
"If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more?" I asked softly.
"Mr. Long, you were also a native of the rivers and lakes, and you must know that people like Zha Ye, Aunt Cha, and Lao Sheng are all old slippery heads in the rivers and lakes who have been on the knife mountain and rolled in the oil pot. If you want to beat it, you will be beaten to death with a stick, or you will suffer from it. Fortunately, we are in the hospital, no matter how many injuries and how much blood is shed, as long as they are spared, they will not die. I hope that by the time you come out of 701, you'll have run out of two*s. The general said.
It is not difficult to kill two*, the difficult thing is to solve the problem while trying to kill as few people as possible.
I always keep in mind that this is in China, and any killing is a crime, even in the name of justice.
I looked out of the car, the night was so dark, the fog was everywhere, and all the lights were like the lights of a ship in the fog.
As the minutes ticked by, the moment that had to be faced was fast approaching.
During the hospital's security patrols, the flashlight beam swept onto our car several times.
The general leaned over to me like a couple clinging to each other.
"You're out there answering and watch out for any other helpers. As far as I know about the Dunhuang gangs, many people are accustomed to acting in gangs, adopting the method of ants knocking down elephants, gathering the strength of many people, and doing great things together. After you are done, you can slowly divide the account. I suspect that Uncle Cha will contact more people to come over and eat Zhao Tan's big fish together. I whispered.
The general nodded: "Got it." β
I have an idea, that is, to bring Zhao Tan out, completely let him cut off the relationship with the Yellow Flower Society, Luopan Village, or even any gang, and face me and the general alone.
If the general leaves the mainland for Japan, then I will take him into hiding until the moment when the truth is revealed.
"If he really has something to do with the Liang Song Zhao family, then things are really getting more and more bizarreβ" I thought silently.