Chapter 103: Are You the Eighth Route Army?

Luo Fugui finished searching the last corpse, and finally sat on the ground, helplessly looking at the stack of banknotes in his hand, listless.

After Su Qing's introduction and the explanation of the supply department, he knew that the banknotes in his hand were all counterfeit coins and money. The problem is that this counterfeit coin can only be spent here, and if you go back, it will be in vain, and you will not be worried about death! I can't help but sit on the ground with a big mouth and scold: "Grandma, these traitors and bastards are raised by bitches, and they don't give Lao Tzu a memory when they die, it's all fucking counterfeit coins!"

Xiao Hongying sat on the ground, with more than a dozen shell guns piled up in front of her, a pair of delicate little hands were busy, and the bullets in the guns were withdrawn with a bang, and fell directly into the satchel placed on the ground, squinting at Luo Fugui who sighed and said: "Dead mule, can you still do something serious?" Hurry up and put all the empty guns on your back. ”

"Running so far, suffering so many crimes, and getting a handful of waste paper, what is Lao Tzu's picture? I don't care, let the fool carry it!" Luo Fugui sat on the ground and said without moving.

Xiao Hongying's braids swayed: "Oh, you're still having a temper? Believe it or not, I'll lie on the ground and cry now, and tell the fox that you bullied me?

"Dead girl, do you still have a conscience! Who carried you on the road? Who supported you during democracy? Now that I'm like this, are you embarrassed to hit me again?"

Giggles - Xiao Hongying looked at Luo Fugui's bear and was happy: "Teasing you, look at it scares you." You don't believe that you are a stupid mule, and there are so many lying on the ground, I don't believe that a valuable object can't be scraped out!"

Luo Fugui rolled his eyes angrily: "Lack of morality, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, don't you know how to count when you are Lao Tzu?" None of them have been left behind, let alone the pockets of the clothes, I haven't let go of the pants, there is nothing, except for counterfeit coins or counterfeit coins." ”

Xiao Hongying cleaned up the last magazine, tied the satchel tightly, patted her two little hands with satisfaction, and then the old god said to Luo Fugui on the ground: "Stupid bear, let me ask you, have you seen their mouths?"

Luo Fugui's eyes widened: "Weird panic, what am I doing with the mouth of a dead man?"

"Then it's none of my business, whether you like it or not. Then Xiao Hongying put the satchel on her back and shouted at Wu Shishi, "Fool, come here and tie these guns to your back." Plus, this gun is for you. "I will no longer take care of Luo Fugui.

The temptation of profit, and the unwillingness to gain nothing, finally defeated the rejection of the heart. Luo Fugui pulled out the bayonet he had never used, put it in front of him for a while and looked at the sharp edge that shone through the cold light, and finally stood up and walked back to the corpse.

The emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, Luo Fugui finally squatted down next to the head of a corpse, and looked intently at the lips that were torn apart by himself, the light was not clear, but in Luo Fugui's eyes, it was bright, golden, and a golden tooth.

I don't care about much, this is gold, this is the real wealth. Luo Fugui's wrinkled nose finally relaxed, his eyes shone brightly, and he hurriedly tried to get this golden tooth down, but he had no experience and couldn't do it, so he raised the handle of the knife and smashed it down in a hurry.

Smack - a black hole was revealed between the two rows of teeth, the gold tooth fell out, but it fell into the throat, and Luo Fugui was full of sweat, and he didn't care about it anymore, he stretched out his big hand and broke the originally closed tooth, and then freed up a hand, wanting to probe into this mouth to touch, but after trying a few times, his hand was too big to fit in at all.

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it!" Luo Fugui rolled up his sleeves, his arms screamed, and he clicked - the force was too great, and the jaw in his hand was torn off, and the skin and flesh from the corners of his mouth to his ears were torn apart, revealing an exaggerated blood-colored hole.

"This time, Lao Tzu looks where you are hiding!" The big hand reached in without hesitation, and the blood-stained fingertips touched the gold tooth, but it failed to clamp it, but pushed the gold tooth into his throat. Luo Fugui was about to go crazy, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up the bayonet next to him, and then there was a bloody rain.

The owner of this corpse would not have expected that the golden tooth that made him majestic during his lifetime would leave him without a whole corpse after his death. The skull had been separated from the body, the entire neck had been shredded by the messy blade, and not far away, there was a chin that had been torn off and abandoned.

Hey, hey, hey...... Luo Fugui, who was sweating profusely, put his bloody big hand in front of him, carefully looked at the brilliant gold pinched between his fingers, and showed an extremely happy smile.

"Is it over?" Hu Yi's voice suddenly sounded behind Luo Fugui.

Luo Fugui's hands trembled, he almost lost his gold teeth, and hurriedly turned around, now Hu Yi was standing behind him, and said involuntarily: "It's over." It's over. ”

"Then hurry up and pack it up, I'll be waiting for you!" After saying this sentence expressionlessly, Hu Yi turned around and left......

You can't stay near the grove, someone will definitely come afterwards, it's almost dawn, it's not appropriate to return to the three forks in the same way, and it may expose your whereabouts after passing through the village, so Hu Yi took the ninth class to the north, and walked out of what he thought was a safe distance, before stopping at a small river with dense bushes, and decided to hide here until dark, and then retreat.

The lazy morning sun finally showed half of its face on the horizon, and set a brilliant gold edge for the flowing clouds on the horizon, making the fields magnificent and sparkling.

He washed his face in the cold river water, hurriedly chewed a few mouthfuls of dry food, and ordered Ma Liang and Liu Jianqiang to change their posts, mainly monitor the south, and the rest of them rested and slept. After Hu Yi finished arranging, he walked alone and walked downstream along the river for a while, before unbuttoning his pants and starting to release water.

Rattle - a slight cracking sound came from behind the bushes next to him, the sound was not loud, but Hu Yi, who was peeing, heard it, his head tightened with this sound, and he didn't come out, so he finished the work without knowing it, tied his pants and walked back.

After passing through a bush, Hu Yi immediately bent down and made a lateral detour towards the position of the sound just now, and instead of drawing the shell gun he was carrying, he drew his bayonet, because Hu Yi did not want to be forced to move again in broad daylight. The sound was evidently a broken branch, perhaps by trampling, perhaps by scraping, and there must have been something moving in the bushes, perhaps an animal, perhaps a man!

Having already rounded back to the rear of the sound position, Hu Yi pressed his body lower, slowed down his movements, made his steps lighter, pricked up his ears and squinted slightly, and finally turned himself into a fox, taking small steps and small steps, calculating the distance of his prey.

Gradually, I saw the back of the squatting between the branches, and gradually saw the bun coiled behind the target's head, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the target's back.

"Don't look back! Don't speak! Now stand up slowly and put your hands behind your head! I won't say it a second time!" Hu Yi's order was very calm, his voice was very low, his speech was very slow, and every word was very clear, with an unquestionable sense of awe.

Dressed in dirty old women's clothes, with a height level with herself, there is no need to let him turn around, Hu Yidu already knows who this is. When he stood up completely, Hu Yi's arm went around his neck from behind, and the blade of the bayonet was pinned to his throat, which made Hu Yi feel it, and the person in front of him trembled slightly. I didn't expect him to be here, obviously, it is estimated that he has been following, and he should have been tracking since the interrogation on the road, and he has been tracking until now.

The woman with her back to Hu Yi seemed to know who was behind her at this time, and she had heard this voice once on the side of the road before dawn, and she had not forgotten it yet, so she hesitated to speak: "You, is it the Eighth Route Army?"

Of course, Hu Yi knew that this outfit and appearance were definitely not his true face, and even his voice did not match that of an old woman in her forties and fifties, with a rustling feeling.

"It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is that you shouldn't know! I could have thought of you as a passerby, but now, I'm afraid not. So, you're going to have to get me to know you!"

"I want to know first, are you the Eighth Route Army?" the woman, although slightly trembling because of the blade on her neck, said in a firm tone.

Hu Yi didn't pay attention to his words at all, and said coldly: "Do you still want to continue acting?" Yan Bi raised his free hand and grabbed the bun on the back of his head and pulled it.

The woman was pulled by this unexpected pull, and she stumbled for a moment, and leaned her back directly on Hu Yi's chest. Hu Yi was very surprised, this bun did not fall off as expected, and it was so real?

Hu Yi was stunned, and at that moment he had goosebumps, whether it was the shape of the curve, or the creamy feel, as well as the prominence of gender, it proved that he had made a very stupid mistake, and the director's mind was completely blank - he, oh no, should call her, she really is, an aunt, or a aunt......

Hu Yi couldn't see what the woman's expression was, and he didn't dare to think about it, he didn't dare to think about anything, so he only stood still.

"Isn't it time to let go?" the woman's tone was surprisingly calm.

This sentence sounded like thunder to Hu Yi, and he finally woke up from his trance, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and was so panicked that he even withdrew his other hand holding the bayonet, and he was so panicked that he unconsciously took two steps back, so panicked that he didn't know what to say.

The woman turned around quietly, and the magnificent glow of the East was reflected on her face, and now she could finally see clearly, above the old woman's clothes, under the deliberately low shape, and in the stucco gap that deliberately wiped her cheeks, she could not cover a gorgeous face, the corners of her mouth were slightly wider, and her lips were slightly thicker, which matched with her tall and outstanding height, which just formed a different kind of pleasing to the eye, revealing a mature charm, revealing a different kind of uninhibitedness.

"I want to know, are you the Eighth Route Army?" The full red lips opened again, revealing delicate white teeth, and continued the same question, as if they had never been born......

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