Taihang has many heroes since ancient times, but heroes always have to eat, and if they can't beat the military government, they can only make up their minds on the people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The stars are changing, and the years are passing. The heroes who killed the rich and helped the poor now only survive in the book. The bandits and thieves with black hearts and poisonous hands are right in front of them, and they have become a lingering nightmare for the people.

In order to protect the safety of life and property, countless self-defense organizations have sprung up in large and small villages. Most of the landlords' families were nursing teams, and the larger ones also formed militia groups. Most of them flaunt their might, as if they are local tyrants.

Of course, the people couldn't count on them, so they all joined all kinds of organizations. The Red Gun Society, gossip sticks, and so on are still somewhat formal. Like what Baiyang Sect and Wuwei Sect are, it seems to be a miasma. But now the marshals are busy fighting, and of course no one cares about these. The development momentum of various sects is becoming more and more fierce, and in order to compete for territory, they often fight fiercely, which is simply a copy of the warlord melee.

Taking the small village where Qin Lang lives as an example, more than 40 families are actually divided into two forces, and it is common for them to quarrel with each other, and they even hold guns and gesture several times.

There are many guns in northern Hebei, and the most common is the "Liao Thirteen" produced by the Fengtian Arsenal. Because the soldiers of the Feng army often steal it out and sell it, the price is not too expensive. Bullets are also extremely cheap, and you can buy ten rounds in one ocean, which is simply unthinkable in the Hunan and Jiangxi border areas.

"Comrade Qin Lang, the bandits on the nearby Lao Yao Mountain are going to have a happy event, and now they are kidnapping tickets in the four towns and eight miles, comrades have to be careful, it is best not to go out of the village."

Seeing that Qin Lang was about to go out again, Lu Jinbo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

He is the young master of the small landlord's family in the village, and now he is a teacher in the county middle school, and he is also a member of the Workers' and Peasants' Party. Because Qin Lang came down to do research, he was arranged by his superiors to be an attaché.

Although the north was not affected by the "April 12" movement, the warlords of all stripes were more hostile to the Workers' and Peasants' Party. As soon as there is a stir in the grass, it often sets off a bloody storm, so the situation of the party organizations in the north is also extremely difficult.

Qin Lang just smiled.

"Comrade Lu Jinbo, I see that your old man's health is not too good, it is better to mobilize him to move to the county seat, this countryside is indeed not peaceful."

Hearing this, Lu Jinbo laughed helplessly.

"You don't know the old stubbornness of our family, let him leave this Lujia Village, it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky."

The old man of the Lu family also stayed abroad before, but after decades of wind and rain, he finally became disheartened. After resigning and returning home, he hoped to improve the farming methods of the peasants, but was robbed by several bandits. Nowadays, my mood is even more depressed, and I sit at home every day and recite scriptures, and I easily go out of the door.

Qin Lang patted him on the shoulder.

"Take your time! Today I am going to Yanggezhuang, and I heard that there is ...... there. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the big bell in the village suddenly rang.

The sound of "dong dong" makes people's hearts palpitate inexplicably. Just as everyone was looking at each other, the bell stopped abruptly.

"The bandits are coming down, the bandits are coming down! The old man and doll closed the door, the nursing team hurried up to the Tumen Tower, and the rest of the old and young masters also prepared knives and guns. ”

The village, which was still lively just now, disappeared in an instant. Countless people shrank in their nests and chanted Buddha, praying for mercy from God to save them from being poisoned. Only some young men with gray faces ran to the bottom of the Tumen Tower to gather.

There are bandits every year, so Lujia Village has also built a thick earthen wall, and now as long as the earthen gate tower in and out is guarded, the bandits can't enter.

The people in the Lu family nursing home didn't panic much, but carefully checked the rifle in their hands.

This scene made Qin Lang interested.

"I'll go take a look."

Lu Jinbo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Comrade Qin Lang, our family has a tunnel, you have to go somewhere, otherwise your safety ......!"

This is a big leader from the province, and the county party committee has repeatedly explained that safety must be ensured before coming home. If something really goes wrong, your own head can't solve the problem. It's just that the people didn't stop him, but he was dragged away.

Tumenlou has gathered more than 30 people, and the leader of the nursing home is arrogantly preaching.

"Brothers, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, the Lu family usually treats us well, and I have to give them an explanation if I risk my life today."

When he said this, he saw Qin Lang, and the corners of his mouth immediately showed a disdainful smile, and after slanting a glance, he roared loudly:

"We are all practicing skills, and the most taboo is the kung fu on the lips. It's no better than some people who can only write and draw in a notebook, and then they can go to the master's house to eat and drink. Today, the big guys are all showing their appearances, so that the main family can see who is reliable! ”

The head of the nursing home was not convinced by Qin Lang.

It's just a little hairy child, and the fluff on his mouth hasn't grown even before he coaxes him. I heard that what kind of investigation was conducted, it should be a poor sour person who played with a pen, but the main family was still hospitable. I've eaten noodles twice a year. That little hairy head has been here for five days, but he has eaten ten meals, and he has let himself be his bodyguard!

"Phew! Today I want the main family to see, this pole is unreliable. ”

The head of the nursing home thought hatefully.

"Zhang Biao, what do you mean by that?"

Lu Jinbo shouted a little unhappily.

"Young Master, it's not interesting. The bandits outside are about to attack the city, so you should leave quickly with your little hairy head, and you will have no face when you are scared out of and urine after a while. Besides, the knife and gun have no eyes, where are you injured, I can't explain it to the master."

The leader of the nursing home is called Zhang Biao, a martial artist in Cangzhou, relying on some kung fu on his body, and he has always looked down on the existence of the little white face. And the Lu family still has the final say, the old man is still the old man, the eldest young master is usually in the city, and he can't take the lead on the affairs of the village, so Zhang Biao is not afraid of him.

Lu Jinbo was so angry that his face turned pale, and he was about to reprimand him, but he was stopped by Qin Lang.

"I'm still scared!"

When Zhang Biao thought of this, he became even more proud,

"Xiao Maotou, you hurry up and pull the eldest young master home, it's best to find a place to hide. After repelling the bandits for a while, Zhang invited you to drink. ”

At this time, someone on the Tumen Tower said loudly.

"Master Zhang, the bandits are still three miles away from the city gate, and there are at least thirty or so people. With long dicks on them, they are all hot. ”

Zhang Biao listened, turned back to Lu Jinbo and said:

"Young Master, the bandits all carry fast guns, and our earthen wall is palm-thick. It's no problem to guard against thieves, but bandits' guns won't work, and they can still hurt people if they are pierced. If you hit it on the head, the red and white will be the same place. ”

Lu Jinbo suddenly thought of something, his face instantly became ugly, and he turned his head and vomited on the ground.

When Zhang Biao saw this scene, he was even more proud. But the hairy boy in front of him is still indifferent, shouldn't he be scared stupid!

"Bang bang!"

The sound of gunfire outside was already far away, and Lu Jinbo felt his feet tremble violently, and finally sat down on the ground.

Looking at his dejected appearance, Zhang Biao laughed.

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I'm still hanging bottles in the hospital these days, and a chapter at noon can only be pushed to two o'clock, so please forgive me.

Mo Songzi asks for collections, recommendations, and monthly passes. (To be continued.) )