On December 2, 1917, late at night, the fire burned on Mount Dharma.

Who would have thought that out of the hellish flames, a big dog burst out of his body.

The dog's strange appearance does not affect its running, even though it has been burned into a fireball. The red mane on the back is intact, and the last burning lion's tail drags a long string of sparks past. The eyes were like brass bells, no longer glowing green like wolves, but red like lanterns.

"Nine colors!"

In an instant, Qin Beiyang felt that this young beast radiated the aura of a hero all over his body, like a lion reborn in Nirvana.

It rushed to Qin Beiyang's side with flames and knocked down the stunned Indian patrol. Qin Beiyang subconsciously wanted to touch it, but this flame was a real thing, almost scorching the palm of his hand.

On the other side, Qi Yuanshan also refused to be arrested, he took out a large mirror box cannon and fired two shots. The patrolmen stepped back and hid on street corners to prepare for a shootout.

"Beiyang, it's a dead end here!" Qi Yuanshan hid under the courtyard wall and shouted, "There will be more and more red-headed Ah San, we must escape in two ways." ”

Qin Beiyang was very reluctant to part with his brother, but this was the only rational choice, not to mention that he had to bring a "big dog" that was on fire.

In front of the blazing fire, the two teenagers parted ways—Qin Beiyang rushed across the road with nine colors, and Qi Yuanshan turned into the dark alley behind.

The Indian patrols pursued separately, and Qin Beiyang chose a dangerous road, and a group of Chinese patrolled and caught up. Jiuse slammed open a small door on the side of the road, and a man and a dog rushed in. It turned out to be the small hotel opposite, and the flames on the Nine Colors body had been extinguished naturally for some reason - and there was not even a single hair missing, and there was no sign of burns or burns, and it was really surprising to the touch.

There was no back door on the ground floor of the hotel, and Jiu Se was the first to rush up the stairs, and Qin Beiyang could only follow behind. Almost at the same time, the Indian patrol kicked open the gate and caught up.

Running up three floors, although Qin Beiyang had a pistol, he had unloaded the bullet since he left Shaoxing, and when he was about to reload the bullet, the Indian patrol had already shouted: "Freeze!" ”

Qin Beiyang knew that this sentence in English meant to stand still, and it was also the mantra of the Indian patrols. The Sikh man with a red turban, tall almost against the beams of the house, with a thick beard on his face, was furious as if he had eaten gunpowder, and rushed to the front. His brother died in the Hongkou Patrol House Massacre, and someone called the police to report that the assassin had reappeared, and set fire to the assassin after killing people in Dharma Mountain on the sea, naturally treating Qin Beiyang as an assassin with more than a dozen lives on his back. With the slightest movement, an Indian patrol bullet would blow his head out. Nine Colors stared at a pair of glass-colored beast eyes, staring fiercely at the gray eyes of the Sikhs.

The standoff lasted only three seconds, and a large vase smashed into the red turban of the Indian patrol.

Qin Beiyang instinctively dodged away, and the bullet flew past his ears. The large vase shattered into dozens of sharp pieces of porcelain and penetrated through the thick turbans of the Indian patrol, inserted into the heart and temples of the top of the head. Blood spurted out of the huge body, and the girl who smashed the vase was splashed in the face.

"Ahh

Qin Beiyang, who escaped death, stepped over the Indian patrol that was still convulsing, and grabbed the fourteen-year-old girl.

Twenty minutes earlier, he had sent Ah Yu to this small hotel, and her room was on the third floor. Before he could speak, the patrol behind rushed up again. They fled to the end of the hallway, where a wooden escalator led to the roof, and climbed up.

Qin Beiyang, Ah You, and Jiu Se ran on the roof, balancing on the sloping tiles. Looking back at the Dharma Mountain on the opposite side, the fire was almost extinguished by the fire brigade. The streets in that area are extremely narrow, and the eaves stick out in a large area, and some alleys have almost a glimmer of heaven on the top, which can be crossed by flying. In the middle of the night, two people and one beast shuttled on countless rooftops in Shanghai. By the time the patrol house broke the roof and came up, Qin Beiyang had already fled to three streets.

He pulled Ah You to sit under the chimney on the roof of a bungalow, Jiu Se seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and the other dogs had already panted and dragged out their tongues, and it was still squatting beside its owner and looking at the moon. Here you can look out over the wharves on the Huangpu River, with a dense network of steamships and sampans, and in the distance are the silhouettes of several buildings on the Bund, and Pudong on the other side is a completely silent field.

Ah You said that after she entered the hotel room, she kept lying on the window, saw Qin Beiyang and Qi Yuanshan rushing into the sea Dharma Mountain, and heard Qin Beiyang's shout, and then the fire burned from the ground floor.

"Have you seen who's fighting fire?"

"I can't see clearly, it seems that from behind the yard, someone has escaped over the wall."

"Assassin!" Qin Beiyang punched the chimney, "That's the assassin who kills people and sets fires!" ”

"Brother, then a lot of people came around, and fire trucks and foreign officers and soldiers also came." Ah You didn't know what the red-headed Ah San was, so he could only use foreign officers and soldiers to express it, "I saw this big dog rushing out, you and Brother Qi ran away separately, and you rushed into my hotel." I was very scared, but I wanted to help you, so I found a large vase, hid on the third floor, and hit the foreign officer and soldier. Brother, do you think he will die? ”

"No, it won't!" He hugged Ah You's head and big braids, "He's just injured, and he'll be fine in the hospital for a few days." ”

"Brother, you're just comforting me."

Facing the smart Ah You of Bing Xue, Qin Beiyang smiled bitterly, the Indian patrol will definitely die - he has been convicted of resisting arrest and killing the police.

"I'm sorry, Ah You, I brought you from Shaoxing to Shanghai, but I didn't expect to affect you."

"Brother, you gave me this life, no matter where you go, I will follow you."

As soon as the words fell, Jiu Se also leaned his head over, and rubbed Qin Beiyang's armpit with a red mane like a little lion.

Qin Beiyang's mind was full of the fire of Dharma Mountain on the sea, as well as the thirteen corpses in the living room on the ground floor. Naturally, he remembered the Hongkou Fishing House, which was only two streets away, in the early morning when corpses were lying after the massacre.

Who are those assassins?

Ouyang Sicong, the dignified boss of the Green Gang, known as the overlord of Shanghai Beach, the owner of Dharma Mountain on the sea, and the demon king who kills people without blinking, died in his own home like a slaughtered dog! And the priceless antique treasures he had accumulated throughout his life were also emptied.

Why pick this time to do it?

Because, Qin Beiyang and Qi Yuanshan happened to go to Shaoxing, and the defense force of Dharma Mountain on the sea was weak, and the assassins could easily attack - perhaps they had already figured out all the details of the mansion, including everyone's room and location, so they could find people accurately. Otherwise, as long as one person escapes the first blow, he can cry for help and arouse everyone's vigilance. Except for the two bodyguards who did not fall asleep and resisted for a short time, the others were probably cut throats in their sleep. As for the German black-backed watchdog, he must have been drugged in some way, so he left the mansion first, went berserk and ran through the streets.

Why did Ouyang Sicong die in a private museum? He also fired a shot from behind the glass cabinet of the town's grave beast before his throat was cut, and perhaps only Nine Colors could explain it.

"Nine-colored, nine-colored, why didn't I see you when I first came in? Did you have a premonition of imminent danger and hid somewhere? Escaping the clutches of the Assassins? Therefore, Ouyang Sicong came to the private museum, and as soon as he found out that you were missing, the assassin came to the door and killed him while the black light was blind. Then, they moved all the treasures. ”

Qin Beiyang nodded when he saw the nine colors, every word that the human said, in fact, it understood.

"Sure enough!" He touched the young beast's head, "When Qi Yuanshan and I got off the carriage, we saw a truck passing by, it must be a cart carrying antiques. And we rushed into the Dharma Mountain, and the Assassins also hid in the shadows, and when we went upstairs, they were downstairs to prevent fire, and then escaped through the backyard over the wall. And Qi Yuanshan and I happened to be at the scene of the crime, and my hand also touched Ouyang Sicong's pistol - the patrol room has used fingerprints to solve the case, so I naturally became a suspect in homicide, robbery, and arson. ”

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