Chapter One Hundred and Six: Even Death, God Doesn't Give You a Pleasure
"It's not a gang, seeing this fight and killing, but there is no fear in his eyes, his eyes are still staring at him, he doesn't blink, who are you fooling? Show your weapons, is this looking down on me?"
Just when the brick was about to hit his head, Wen Qi had already reacted from the panic, rolled over, rolled to the back of the old man's car, and shouted: "Yuzhi, save me!" ”
The man threw the bricks at Wen Qi again. Wen Qi rolled under the cart, only to hear a bang, and the bricks fell at Wen Qi's feet, scared to death, staring at the bearded man with his eyes.
The bearded man clenched his fists and threw himself at the cart, his mouth bursting with the laughter of an arrogant victor.
Wen Qi clenched her head, thinking to herself, this time she is going to die, and she will die ugly.
Just when Wen Qi was nervous, the car cracked in response, and as the wood broke and the sawdust flew wildly, the bearded man also fell down.
The moment he fell, the bearded man turned his head to look at who had poisoned him.
Wen Qi saw the bearded man staring at Zhao Chengyan in the distance with copper bell-like eyes, lying in a pool of blood, with an iron hairpin stuck behind his back, and the blood flowed out, Wen Qi stared nervously, covered his mouth and shouted in his heart.
Seeing Zhao Chengyan glanced here, he shook his head at him, indicating that he was fine, someone had already taken advantage of Zhao Chengyan's distraction to attack him behind, Wen Qi's palms were sweaty, nervous for him, and he was entangled by more than a hundred gangsters who were swarming towards him.
Wen Qi looked at the broken wood chips around him, slowly got up, and glanced around in a panic, the danger around him was lifted, and everyone with long eyes was led over by Zhao Chengyan.
Picked up the broken wheels on the two carts from the ground, handed one to the old man, caught one in his hand, pulled the old man with one hand, held the broken wheel in his hand, opened his feet, alerted to the surrounding situation, and slowly walked backwards.
Just took two steps, listening to the old man on his side puff and fell to the ground, Wen Qi dragged him with a belt, and continued to walk backwards, so the old man fell and got up, got up and fell to the ground again, and the two of them hid at the root of a wall.
Wen Qi clenched his hands, there were beads of sweat on his head, and his back was still wet and sticky.
took a breath, patted his chest, stared at the direction of Zhao Chengyan, only to see that the fight was extremely intense, a person smashed the rake to Zhao Chengyan's head, Zhao Chengyan leaned back to dodge, the rake did not have long eyes and directly picked up the person behind Zhao Chengyan, the person behind him was holding a brick, and this time the brick was directly blown away, hitting a wall, and there was a "Ah!" in the air. "Ahh Two screams.
I heard another "Ah! The screaming voice trembled.
The person who was slammed into the wall bounced off the wall, fell down, and then smashed into a person in the corner.
The next "ah" was made by the man crouching in the corner.
The man was dressed in a tattered cotton robe, his hair was pulled up, and a gray cloth cloth covered most of his hair and cheeks, except for this voice, which was undoubtedly a girl, and under her feet was an overturned basket, under which was a puddle of white and yellow liquid, mixed with broken eggshells.
The woman's body shrunk, her hands covered her ears, her back to the crowd, facing the corner, and when she was frightened, she smashed an object on her head, screaming uncontrollably, and screaming again when she saw the thing that hit her head and rolled to the ground.
The head of the man at his feet was smashed, leaving a large blood stain on the wall where it hit, and the blood was dripping on the neck of the woman squatting below, and the woman touched it, and saw the bloodstains, and it was sharp
Screamed.
In this way, the bird was at a loss, and under the urgency, the crispness of the original sound was exposed, and it was like a yellow bird singing and screaming, weak, poignant, screaming, girl, and the voice of the yellow bird, and the lower body of the man who was fighting reacted, and four people were looking for the sound and walked towards the girl.
Several people slowly surrounded the person who was squatting in the corner.
The woman also felt the danger coming, buried her head between her legs, sobbed quietly, and shouted: "Don't come, please, my mother is still sick in bed, waiting for me to change back some rough noodles, don't come over!" ”
The footsteps continued, and teasing and sneering could be heard in the air.
The woman went out and suddenly turned her face: "Come here again, I'll die for you!" ”
At this moment, a man had already fallen on the woman with an arrow, and his voice was a little impatient: "Lord likes you the most, it's spicy enough, come, call another one for the master." ”
Several men who followed also held down the woman's fluttering hands and feet at this time...
And all this, Wen Qiquan, who was hiding at the root of the wall not far away, saw it in his eyes, clenched his fists, stepped forward with half a piece of wood in his hand, tightened his arms, turned his face sideways and looked at the old man and shook his head at himself: "They are all outlaws, you go over, it's just one more revenant soul under the stick, she was bullied, you passed, isn't it bullied." ”
Wen Qi flinched, covered her ears, closed her eyes, and didn't look or listen. But the woman's screams, the tearing sound of the clothes and silks pierced through the eardrums like amplified magic sounds, and finally the woman's terrible scream broke through the air.
At this time, Wen Qi's brain no longer thought, and his hand subconsciously touched his waist, took out marbles and threw them at the lewd laughter, only to hear a few "Ah! "Ahh I don't know which men it hit.
The four men turned their heads and looked for directions to see Wen Qi at the base of the corner wall.
The two of them rudely lifted their clothes, picked up the weapons on the ground and walked towards Wen Qi.
A person threw the iron hairpin in his hand to Wen Qi, Wen Qi subconsciously shouted: "Zhao Chengyan, save me", with the voice shouted, the body has squatted, the iron hairpin is directly inserted into the blue brick wall, but the strength is not enough, and it falls from the wall, and Wen Qi's eyes are full of gold stars from the wooden handle.
With the action of throwing, the man sprinted and rushed in front of Wen Qi.
At this time, Wen Qi, who was frightened and enraged, had calmed down, did not shout or scream, stared straight at a big fist and smashed it into his cheek, and threw marbles again, the man's head turned to the left, and the marbles passed through the edge of his right ear.
An iron hairpin was inserted in his chest, and the wooden handle of the iron hairpin was held in Wen Qi's hand.
Here's the thing, Wen Qi stared at the man's eyes, attracting most of the man's attention, and threw marbles again, and the real final blow was the iron hairpin in his hand. The blood on the man's chest and mouth gushed outwards and fell on Wen Qi.
The other person also arrived less than two steps away from Wen Qi, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and when he saw his companion falling, he didn't dare to be careless, grabbing the wooden stick and looking at Wen Qi at the base of the wall vigilantly, Wen Qi pushed the man who was pressing on his body to the side, at this time Wen Qi was covered in blood, holding the iron hairpin in his hand, and looked straight at the man.
The man picked up the wooden stick and slammed it towards Wen Qi's head, Wen Qi raised the iron hairpin with both hands to block it, only to hear the sound of the bell, his arm vibrated numb, and the iron hairpin had come out of his hand.
The man was overjoyed and slammed Wen Qi's head again
Go.
When Wen Qi took out the marbles again, it was already a moment slower, and when the stick was half a foot away from his head, the man made an "ah" sound, and the stick in his hand slipped down, "bang", and smashed to the ground.
The back heart stabbed a sword, it was Zhao Chengyan.
As far as the eye can see, the streets are full of dead people, gangsters, hawkers, and passers-by, not to mention the corpses of more than 100 people, and pools of blood.
The blood of several people, the outlaws will be excited when they smell the blood, and they will be full of fighting spirit. If there is blood all over the ground, a large number of companions die, there are intermittent pauses, there is time to think, the mind will be cold, and fear and hesitation will slowly rise in the heart.
Zhao Chengyan blocked in front of Wen Qi, with the maintenance of his relatives, Wen Qi was instantly drained of strength, his back slid down the wall, squatting at the base of the wall, and he didn't know where to look.
Zhao Chengyan faced the dozens of thugs who slowly surrounded him, stood upright, and blew lightly on the tip of the sword, as if to say something ordinary: "Who else wants to feed my sword, will everyone be lucky enough to die under this sword, I don't know, but who is in front, who dies first, there is no doubt about this, come on!" Don't hide! ”
In the distance, the sound of ping-pong fights can be heard, and it should be some sanda thugs fighting with hawkers with a sense of resistance.
The more they said this, the more the men did not dare to move forward, and finally someone said: "You wait, wait for us to call someone to go, there is a kind, don't run!" ”
As he spoke, he stepped back, and the people in front of him also began to retreat, and when they heard the footsteps behind them, they retreated, and their feet on the ground began to panic, and the girl turned around and ran.
The thugs in the distance saw that most of their companions had retreated, and they all left with the momentum.
When the men were gone, the fighting vendors were free.
Zhao Chengyan helped Wen Qi up.
Wen Qi, who had relieved a little strength, pushed away Zhao Chengyan's hand supporting her, stared at the unclothed girl with a somewhat sloppy look, and walked towards her.
After that scream, the woman stopped crying, like a lifeless rag doll, staring at the sky, hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, the woman who had regained consciousness said lightly: "Don't come here, I'm not rare", and picked up the iron hairpin on the ground and stabbed it into her chest.
Suddenly spitting blood from his mouth, beads of sweat appeared on his painful forehead, and he said to the air: "A hairpin went down, but she didn't die, the woman is really useless, even if she dies, God doesn't give a happy one, how cruel!" ”
It seemed to say to the air, and it seemed to say to Wen Qi: "Shaoxia has compassion, why don't you take action earlier, I was humiliated, but you watched quietly there, and now what kind of good person are you doing!" ”
Wen Qi walked quickly to the woman, quickly applied two injections to the woman's chest, stopped the bleeding, and explained: "As long as people live, there is still hope, and innocence is not as important as being alive, I also want to save the girl, but I am also powerless, if I make a move, what is the difference between my situation and yours?" ”
The woman looked up to the sky and laughed madly, coughed up a ball of blood, and spit on Wen Qi's face: "Really? The person who died at your hands, how can you explain it, if you had made a quick move, I wouldn't have done this, what do you know, a woman has no innocence, how do you let her live, you are no different from them in my eyes. ”
As he spoke, he spat Wen Qi's face with blood, then closed his teeth tightly, blood overflowed from his mouth again, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there were tear stains in the corners of his eyes, and he cut it back.