ACT138: The smoke is not exhausted

"Shut up." Wu Wentao scolded softly, took two steps forward and stood side by side with Ming Junwei, laughed dryly, and said, "Isn't it necessary?" We have taken the supplies, you hide in the forest for a while, and we will leave when we are done. ”

As soon as these words came out, the forest suddenly became agitated, isn't this Nima clearly mocking and provocative?

Yang Chunyue was very embarrassed in the middle, the signal flare only means to find the destination, and there is no way to relay the news here, I thought that the two sides could meet relatively friendly, but I didn't expect to be so choked, and there was a smell of gunpowder without saying a few words.

"Sister Fei, things are very complicated, this batch of supplies ......" Yang Chunyue looked embarrassed, opened her mouth and didn't know what to say, just say it truthfully, but the current situation makes her seem to be suspected of defecting to the enemy, and she is not a person inside and outside.

"Chunyue, do they have control over you?" The woman asked.

"Nope." Yang Chunyue's eyes rolled, and she thought that if she doubted, she would doubt it, and hurriedly said: "They saved Doudou and Dapeng." ”

There was silence in the forest for a while, and the woman seemed to have dispelled the strong hostility, and with a shout, some capable men and women burst out of the forest on all sides, their faces painted with field paint, holding knives, guns, and clubs, and surging up violently.

Wu Wentao raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and said to Ming Junwei: "See, it's quite professional, and he is definitely a person in power." ”

"Not necessarily." Ming Junwei shrugged helplessly and said, "It doesn't look like it's easy to talk about." ”

Yang Chunyue breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran to the tall woman who led the team, who also whispered something in her ear with a comforting hug, Ying Doudou and Dapeng also followed and returned to the team with honor.

Jiao Ziqian sat on the side and smiled dumbly, the trio and the army are completely different from each other.

The teams on both sides still maintained a confrontation, the muzzles of the guns pointed at each other, no one was scared of anyone, the ghosts had disdain in their eyes, snorted coldly, and the other party also looked hostile, and there was a big fight that would start if they didn't agree. Ming Junwei sighed, waved his hand and motioned for his people to put away their guns, although the militia was puzzled, they didn't ask much, they obeyed the order to put away their weapons, and stared at the other side with fierce eyes.

Yang Chunyue and Ying Doudou became temporary mediators, pointing and pointing at the woman who led the team to repeat everything before and after, of course, they still have to skip it, such as Ying Doudou and Jiao Ziqian's cave spring incident......

After a while, the woman nodded slightly, and let others put down the gun, followed Yang Chunyue up the high slope, and stood in front of Ming Junwei and the others. Wu Wentao pursed his lips, took a step back, and handed over the right to speak to Ming Junwei, it is better for leaders to communicate one-on-one, his eloquence is not very good, and negotiation is not suitable for him.

However, Ming Junwei did not intend to represent both parties temporarily, so he directly stretched out his hand and shook hands with the woman, and introduced: "Ming Junwei, team leader, this is team leader Wu Wentao." ”

Wu Wentao was stunned, and immediately reacted, secretly laughing at Ming Junwei, who was really a chicken thief, without any expression on his face, and took the initiative to step forward and shake the woman.

The tall woman glanced at Yang Chunyue with a slight discoloration, cleared her throat, and replied, "Fang Fei, but I'm not the team leader, and the team leader hasn't come yet." ”

？？？

Aren't you a team leader, you're a?

As if seeing the puzzled looks of the two, Fang Fei smiled lightly and said lightly: "The team leader is behind, I'll be there soon." ”

"What did you do? How long will we have to wait? Wu Wentao's tone was a little impatient, this Nima regarded himself as the leader of the country? What's the finale?

Fang Fei didn't think it was a pestle, and beckoned everyone to come up and rest, and didn't hide it, and replied directly: "The team leader found a horse farm and will come soon." ”

Ming Junwei and the others glanced at each other, and their faces changed.

……

"Ninety-nine, don't force it." On the mountain road, Luo Yu followed Song Jiu's footsteps, with a slight sadness in his eyes, and when he saw his hurried steps, he said loudly: "There is an injury." ”

"Out of the way." Song Jiu's voice was calm, without a trace of waves.

On the surface, it seems that he has been detached from Mengfan's death, but everyone including Lao Lin understands that Song Jiu is just forcibly paralyzing himself, and no matter how indifferent his face is, he can't erase the deep sadness in his eyes. Lao Lin sighed and didn't say anything, he had always been a talker, and he was also a little depressed today, not only sorry for the eccentric girl, but also felt the pain he felt.

Half of the big peony's face was almost knocked out of shape by Song Jiu's rifle butt, at first this woman was extremely uncooperative, and tried to fight to the death, refusing to lead the way. Song Jiu didn't beat her or scold her, completely ignored her resistance, and only said something lightly.

"If you want everyone to bury you, then let's go back now."

Da Peony compromised, although his eyes were still full of hatred, but he no longer resisted, and became a leading party without saying a word.

Speaking of which, the first person to find the traces of the horse was Lin Daochang, but no one believed him at that time, now think about it, if Wu Wentao and the others could listen to Song Jiu's meaning and pay attention to it, maybe a series of things would not have happened. It's a pity that there is no if in reality, only the helplessness of regretting not being at the beginning, the glimpse of the horses will bring everyone into the vast barren mountains, and the dust will settle, and the horses should take them out again.

"How many horses?" Song Jiu asked.

Da Peony held his breath, he didn't want to answer, but he felt that it was meaningless when he thought about it, and said in a low voice: "Seven or eight, and a few donkeys." ”

"Lao Lin, did you see the horses when you came in?" Song Jiu asked again.

Lin Daochang frowned and thought about it, smacked his lips and said, "I can't remember clearly, it was dark and chaotic at that time, and I didn't pay attention to it." ”

"It seems to be." Luo Yu remembered the situation at that time, someone shouted that the cavalry was still there, and there was horse manure on the road, so there should be horses coming out to move.

"With so many supplies, a few horses are probably not enough to pull." Luo Yu licked his lips and frowned, "Why don't I go to the distance and see if there is a car that works." ”

"No, you don't." Song Jiu shook his head lightly and said, "Just find a car that can load goods on the road, and the horse is used to pull the cart." ”

Lao Lin and Luo Yu's eyes lit up, and their tightly locked brows stretched a little, yes, they were a little bit sharp. That's fine, it seems that Song Jiu is not completely paralyzing his brain through other things, he is still thinking, at least for now, Mengfan's affairs are buried in his heart, and it will not affect his judgment and actions.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Song Jiu suddenly stopped, raised his hand to signal the two of them to be on alert, and squinted through the squirming branches and leaves to look at the rather steep mountain road ten meters away.

"How far is it?" Song Jiu asked in a low voice.

"It's almost there, just ahead." The big peony replied angrily.

Song Jiu frowned, listened for a while, and turned around: "Did you bring a gun?" ”

Luo Yu pulled out a pistol and handed it to him, Lao Lin only took a sharp hacksaw blade, he was a practitioner to make the knife more convenient.

"Jiujiu, could it be Yang Chunyue and their people?" Luo Yu reminded in a low voice, the two sides are not antagonistic at present, if there is friction because of the horse grabbing, it will be difficult to cause more trouble in the future.

Song Jiu lowered his head and thought about it, thinking that there was a possibility, and continued to move forward with a greeting, passing through a slippery path, and was about to look for a high place to watch, but heard a few Herod horses neighing. Before they could tell the direction, the grass and forest made a loud noise, and the sound of horses' hooves came straight towards several people.

"Be careful." Song Jiu reminded him, threw the chain of the big peony to Luo Yu, loaded the bullet, and fired a shot at the sound of the horse's hooves without thinking.

bang

The bullet was nailed through the grass and into the dirt, knocking some shrubs and branches off.

Sigh~

Herod~~

The sound of horses' hooves fell, the footsteps rose, and there was movement on the mountain road in the grass and forest, and there was a sound of rustling, and occasionally the sound of gold and iron sounded.

"Black guns?" There was a rebellious male voice from the sound of horses' hooves, swishing softly, the branches of the lush bushes were cut off by sharp weapons, and a tall horse appeared in front of several people, and on the horseback sat a young man with a capable spirit, with a dark complexion, delicate eyebrows, holding a slender sharp knife, staring at the three of them with disdain.

Song Jiu and the others stood relatively high, and the horse was in a climbing posture, pacing in place under the control of the young man, snorting from time to time. Before the young man could finish speaking, seven or eight sturdy men jumped out of the stumbling woods behind him, their faces painted and armed with knives and guns.

"Just a reminder." Song Jiu put away the gun, met the young man's sharp gaze, and said lightly: "If you put the black gun, you will die a long time ago." ”

"Huh?" The young man on horseback raised his eyebrows, as if listening to a joke, jumped off the horse's back with his legs cocked, and teased: "You say it again? ”

"Are you with Yang Chunyue?" Song Jiu didn't have time to pay attention to his provocation, and ignored the muzzles of the guns in the hands of those people behind, and said directly: "I'm waiting for you above, don't waste time." ”

"Who are you?" The young man turned his wrist, pulled a knife flower, sent his arm to his back, and put the long knife into the sheath, chic and neat.

Song Jiu shrugged his shoulders indifferently, beckoned Luo Yu and the two to follow, walked over directly, and said, "I'll look for the horse, you go up first." ”

Luo Yu and Lao Lin were vigilant around, and moved to follow Song Jiu, the young man's face became very strange, and he didn't block the way, hugged his arms and said, "The horse is mine." ”

"I'll say it again, the people up there are waiting for you." Song Jiu was a little impatient, turned to stare at the young man, glanced at the tall horse beside him, and said, "This horse belongs to you, and I want the rest." ”

"Huh? What if I don't give it? The young man was amused, waved his hand and motioned for the people behind him to put down the gun, and looked at Song Jiu with interest.

"If you don't give it, you have to give it." Song Jiu turned his head and ignored it, and walked straight to the group of people blocking the road, who glanced at the young man, who waved his hand and motioned for his men to get out of the way.

"Hey." The young man got on his horse and shouted, "Boy, I'll be waiting for you up there." I will also repeat, the horse is mine, and the donkey is yours. ”

Song Jiu looked back at the young man who was about the same age as him, the corners of his eyes twitched, and without saying much, he turned to leave.

"What do you mean?" A man with a gun ran up, his face full of strangeness: "Why don't you chop him." ”

"Didn't anyone say that they were waiting for the spring moon?" The young man looked natural and waved everyone up the mountain.

"What about the horse?" The man with the gun was very puzzled by the boss's behavior of jumping out.

"What to do? Didn't they all say it was mine? ”

"He said it was his."

"Don't push it, hurry up." The young man slapped him, laughed a few times, turned over on the horse, looked at the backs of the men and women walking towards the racecourse, and sneered: "I'll see what ability he has to grab things from me, damn it, he looks familiar." ”

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