It took at least twenty hours to get to the northern Norbaker station, and at least eighteen hours in between were in the freezing zone of minus 20 degrees, and I bought the cheapest hard seats, and by the time I arrived I was almost frozen into a ridiculous-looking ice sculpture. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was already midnight when I stepped onto the humble platform.

The goose feathers and snow floating in the sky, the cold wind swept in the air, and pierced into the bones of people, the perfection of public facilities in the north is far from being compared with the big cities, it is very simple, the huge railway station is not even heated, I am so cold that my snot is going to flow out, and I only regret why I didn't bring more clothes.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Suddenly, a sharp gunshot rang out on the platform, and the flow of people who were getting off the train suddenly became chaotic, and I was swept into the chaotic crowd, and I involuntarily walked towards the door, until I squeezed to the edge of the platform before stopping.

Four or five gendarmes in blue winter uniforms, armed with military dogs and automatic pistols, rushed over with a loud yell, firing into the air to disperse the crowd. A man in a gray trench coat and a peaked cap was struggling to push through the crowd and rush out the door, belching white mist like a locomotive from his mouth.

The military dog was loosened from the reins, revealing a blood-red tongue and flew towards the man, the man turned around and raised his arm, so that the military dog bit hard, the sharp canine teeth pierced the clothing, directly into the flesh, the man roared, pulled his arm and the military dog in front of him, picked up the casserole and slammed it, and within three strokes the military dog beat the military dog to the brain.

The gendarmes were furious, seeing that the man was getting closer and closer to the exit, the gendarmes no longer cared about the safety of the civilians, and when they raised their pistols, they fired indiscriminately, and the men immediately drew their pistols and retreated while fighting. Suddenly, a stray bullet hit him in the arm, blood splattered, and the man immediately switched to his left hand with a gun, but after another round of fire, a bullet hit him in the chest, and the man was immediately knocked to the ground by the impact.

The gendarmes rushed to arrest the man with great joy ******* he caught, but he didn't expect the man to roll on the ground, bounce off the ground in pain, break through the window, and fall from the second floor in a scream.

"Knock"

The man fell to the ground with a pile of shards of glass, and I thought he had broken at least two or more bones, but the man jumped up again, clutched his chest, and staggered into the street.

Awesome, dude!

I suddenly felt admiration in my heart, if ordinary people were so seriously injured, I am afraid that they would not be able to stand up, and this guy could still force his actions.

The gendarmes scolded and rushed downstairs in pursuit, firing guns and whistles, turning the road into a pot of porridge, and I was not in the mood to look more, so I hurriedly picked up my luggage and left the station.

Norbeck is the terminus of the northern transportation line, with a total population of more than one million and four large commercial streets, although it cannot be compared with the big city of five or six million people in the central area, but it is also a rare prosperous city in the north. I walked around the street twice, and finally because I didn't know the place well, I found a relatively cool hotel next to the train station to stay in on the safe side.

When entertaining the old man to register, I took the time to take out the photo of the flying dog and asked if I had seen these two fools, and I won't tell you that this goods owe me more than one million, and now I have fled here to hide from the debt, and I grabbed him and broke his dog's legs.

The old man pushed his glasses, glanced at the photo and said:

"Alas, if you are looking for someone usually, I can help you, old man, but now, I can't help you."

"Why?"

"Haven't you heard, the riots in the north have started again recently, and now the mercenaries, spies, rebels, volunteers, smugglers, robbers........... who sneak into the city of Norbek every day, oh, and the creditors who collect debts like you, alas, all kinds of miscellaneous people are pouring in like flies, and the natives can't distinguish these chaotic people."

I fainted.

This is still unlucky, I thought that the flying dog would not go far with a few dollars, and I could find him by asking casually, but it seems that I thought it was too simple.

Dragged my tired body to the room on the second floor, I took out the key to open the door, closed the door, and turned around.

Then I saw a black hole with the muzzle of a gun pointed at me.

I was taken aback. In the dimly lit room, a man was leaning against the wall, holding a pistol, his body was bloody, as if he had just been fished out of the slaughterhouse, but his eyes were still cold and sharp, like a flashing dagger.

Anyway, isn't this face the guy who was just chased by the gendarmes........ killed?

The atmosphere became very strange for a while, I stayed on the spot, and the man remained in this position.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......."

The man suddenly coughed heavily, poured out his breath from his chest, blood meandered down his strong chest, he couldn't support it anymore, and slowly fell down against the wall, leaving a large blood trail behind him.

I immediately rushed up to disarm him, and when I looked at it, I realized that the blood under this guy had become a small lake.

"Tsk, the vitality is really tenacious." I was amazed, with such a serious injury and such an astonishing amount of bleeding, this guy was able to hold up until now, and his physical fitness and willpower were simply amazing.

I was still a young man at the time, far from being ruthless, and I felt that a life was in front of me and I had to save it no matter what. Fortunately, Bergory Naval Academy taught us battlefield first aid, so I immediately ripped off a piece of his clothes and pressed the wound to stop the bleeding, and then groped to reset the broken arm bone, raised my foot and kicked down two cupboard boards to fix the broken bone with tape, and put the wounded to bed. But I had to clean the bloody room, and I was busy for more than two hours, until my eyes were black, and I fell asleep as soon as I leaned back on the sofa.

When I woke up, it was already six o'clock in the morning the next day, and the wounded were still asleep, so I went downstairs and bought beef burgers, fish and chips at the fast food restaurant, and inquired about the news of the flying dogs by the way, but the answer I got was the same as that of the innkeeper, because there were so many outsiders in the past two days, they couldn't remember their faces at all.

"Rest assured, according to the traditional practice of riots in the north, you will be able to find most of the strangers in the morgue in two months." The waiter "comforted" me.

I returned to the hotel depressed, only to find that the man was already struggling to get up.

"Okay, don't touch it, the gun is here."

I took the self-defense pistol out of my pocket and shook it, and the man didn't struggle anymore, his sharp eyes still nailed to me.

"You saved me?"

The man spoke, his voice low.

"Sort of, it's not easy for everyone to come out and mix, and there's no harm in helping each other."

I withdrew my pistol, pulled out a hamburger and clicked on it, dropping the grocery bag onto the bedside table.

"Take whatever you want to eat, I'll ask for this meal, oh, by the way, your name is ...... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, it has nothing to do with me anyway. ”

"Won't you hand me over to the gendarmes?" The man still exudes an aura called "vigilance".

"Not in."

"You're not afraid of being arrested together, a first-class wanted criminal, it's a felony."

"I don't feel it."

"If you think I'm a strange thing, you're probably going to be disappointed, I don't have anything to ......... except a million worth of heads"

I was tearing the wrapper of the second beef burger, and the damn waiter was taping the burger up like a pig to the slaughter, and I couldn't pull it open, and I was annoyed that someone was muttering next to me, so I was even more angry.

I said are you fucking sick, I spend a hundred yuan to buy a pig's head and drink, I cut off a human head and have a fart, if you want to eat, eat it quickly, and get out of my egg after eating!

The man was scolded stupid by me for a moment, he glanced at the food bag, and then at the bandaging on his body, his eyes were a little surprised.

"Battlefield bandaging, are you a soldier or an officer?"

This guy is quite observant. I was a little surprised that I could meet the character of a smart man with my eyes closed, but with the experience of being put on the table by Gleb before, I immediately remembered the advice of the military advisor, and casually diverted the topic.

"It doesn't matter, alright, man, my room will only be available until tomorrow, and I still have work to do, so you can take care of yourself after eating."

But the man stubbornly turned the topic back as if he had seen a savior.

"Hey, little brother, it seems that you are not from the military police or the gendarmerie, I have a very urgent matter to do here, a thousand lives are at stake, you must help......."

As soon as I heard that the problem was so serious, I immediately didn't want to help.

"No, goodbye."

"Hey, wait, I'm really in a hurry."

"Don't wait, goodbye."

I immediately pulled my legs and slipped away, but just then, the man neatly rested his head against the wall, gesturing and menacing.

"Stop, if you don't stop, I'll die here, you have to bury it!"

"Damn, you're a fucking hooligan."

I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.

"What kind of hooligan, Lao Tzu Jianghu people call it 'Black Whirlwind' Lao Ge, he is a hooligan!"

The man crooked the corners of his mouth, and even shamelessly admitted it, it seemed that he was determined to rely on me.

So I had to turn around with the grief and anger of wanting to kill.

"Fart Soon"

"Anyway, get me to the 'Hellfire' bar on 56th Street at once, I have something important to do!"

"It's that simple?" I wondered, I thought it was something that went up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, but it was just such a trivial matter.

"It's as simple as that."

The man replied in the affirmative, but I saw his gaze flicker twice, which made people feel a little concerned, but I didn't see anything strange in my jerky experience at the time.

It wasn't until later that I realized that this was a sign of a ghost in people's hearts.

56th Street is not difficult to find, and the street itself is one of the busiest shopping streets in the city of Norbeck.

However, as soon as I went out on the street, I found that there was a big problem: the armed soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition were almost three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and the projection of Comrade Lao Ge's whole body was unfolded on the wrist microcomputer, and among the soldiers there were also military policemen in blue uniforms, staring at each other, and identifying passers-by one by one.

"Damn, why is it so big, what the hell are you coming from!" I complained secretly.

"Ahem, I've said it all, my head is worth a million." Lao Ge coughed and whispered in response to me.

Lao Ge was seriously injured, and he could barely walk, and if he was targeted by the searchers, he would never even be able to escape, and I would definitely be unlucky as an accomplice.

As I was scratching my ears and cheeks, I suddenly saw a sloppy homeless man in the corner, holding a wine bottle and pouring it dryly. I immediately had an idea, and I broke a brick from the wall, and casually hit the back of the homeless man's head, and the guy didn't even make a sound, and just lay down on the ground with a grunt.

"Damn it, what are you doing!" Lao Ge scolded in surprise.

I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so I took the sweaty and musty clothes from the homeless man, put them on Lao Ge from head to toe, first poured the bottle on his head, and then picked up the wine bottle and poured it, without waiting for Lao Ge to react, he took a big sip of inferior alcohol and sprayed him directly on his face.

"What the are you doing!" Lao Ge was caught off guard and jumped up with a howl.

"Alright, that's pretty much the same." I wiped my face and said.

Well, I'll admit, there's a bit of a deliberate element of revenge in there.

Lao Ge was stunned, but insisted on running to the homeless man, took out two bills and stuffed them into his underwear, and then scolded me:

"Fuck, you're definitely a robber."

Thanks for the compliment.

Speaking of which, this hand is really effective, Lao Ge and I are carrying wine bottles, hooking shoulders and backs, with big tongues, all kinds of brothers, old brothers are good shouting, those neatly dressed gendarmes and patrols are covering our noses from a distance to drive us away, all the way to the "hellfire" and the door of the bar are unimpeded.

I pushed the door in, but to my surprise, this small bar, which I imagined should be full of heavy metal music and full of drunken noise, turned out to be quite quiet. Tone-shifting pop music plays in the shabby stereo, exhaust fans rattle and rattle, tables of drinkers armed with large glasses of beer, cups change, laughter rises and falls like waves, neat and regular.

It's like I've deliberately trained countless times, and it's disgusting.

I felt a little disgusted and depressed, but I still followed Lao Ge in, no one looked at me, or didn't look at me with their eyes, the fake drinkers tried to twist their eyeballs, and swept me with the corner of their eyes, all of them seemed to suffer from exotropia.

Lao Ge walked straight to the bar, and the bartender with a tattoo asked in a rough voice:

"What a drunkard, oh, and a kid, we don't sell juice here."

Lao Ge took out a triangular badge and pushed it in front of him.

The bartender's face changed instantly, and he stared at him directly:

"Damn, how could it be ........ you're ........"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang came from the door, and the door of the bar was kicked open, and groups of gendarmes in blue uniforms rushed in..........