When Xu Ruifeng felt that one of the other party's hands had climbed to his neck, and the other hand was out of control, he had already smelled the breath of danger, but at this time, it was an emergency response, and it was useless to say anything else.

He also thought about hitting the opponent's nose bone by tilting his head back and causing him to spasm, but at least in Xu Ruifeng's cognition, the pain of a broken nose bone can be tolerated, and it's a big deal to keep bleeding, what else? Some big men can endure broken ribs and broken phalanges, what he needs is not to fight for attrition, but to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Pouting his buttocks, Xu Ruifeng used the weakest part of his throat to cling to the opponent's arm and part of the distance between the opponent, no matter how good the chef is, he is also a woman, and there is a natural disparity between him and men in terms of strength, so this time he must win.

At the moment when the whole upper body is diagonally shaped, and the body is pressed against the chef with the butt in a < posture, he clenched his fist with one hand, and clasped the other hand on the fist as a push, and the upper body rotated hard, and the elbow used the rotation of the body and the push of the palm of the hand to hit the lower abdomen.

Touch!

This slammed into the cook's ribs, and the other party let out a muffled snort, and the force on his arm softened significantly.

Many young people have never experienced this kind of thrill of life and death, especially the moment when the chef stuck his elbow in his throat, as if he had returned to the moment when he was chased and killed by twenty-four sitting cannons in his youth, and the sense of urgency to say goodbye to this world without all his strength completely aroused his full potential.

Raising his hand again and turning his body again, Xu Ruifeng's elbow slammed out for the second time, which directly distorted the chef's posture and completely freed him from the trapped environment. At that moment, Lao Xu grabbed the other party's arm at his throat, and with a stroke, the chef appeared in front of him in a half circle, and at the same moment, Xu Ruifeng raised his leg and kicked over, hitting the other party's chest.

What is the bright and dark strength, yin and yang, Lao Xu only knew that he had tried his best in this second, and he didn't react until the chef's entire body was kicked away......

"Oh, me!"

He only then remembered that this was not the enemy!

Xu Ruifeng, who usually doesn't swear much, blurted out this sentence in surprise, and he completely forgot that this was just a discussion.

Syllable!

The chef flew into the air, and when he fell, his back slammed into the old courtyard door panel, but this did not stop the downward trend of his body, and the half of the door that even the door frame was broken directly smashed and fell backwards - pop!

The cook slammed the door, and the locked door was completely reversed, and if it weren't for the last hinge, the door would have fallen.

"Lao Xu, help me, I can't get up......"

The chef fell to the ground and snorted in pain with his chest, Xu Ruifeng walked over very embarrassed, and quickly explained: "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, now I understand why you said that once you start moving, you can't stop it." ”

How infuriating!

Lao Xu originally wanted to explain, but he returned the chef's words just now.

It's just that at the moment when Xu Ruifeng pulled her, she found that the chef fell to the ground unmoved, and she didn't look at her and turned her head to look at the other side of the alley.

In the alley, three foreigners stand in a triangle, very regular, each carrying a cloth bag, just carrying it under his armpit.

Xu Ruifeng saw at a glance that these people in front of him were definitely not good at stubble, and they walked the alley just to avoid people's eyes, and the important thing was that he had not seen such a blatant foreigner in the Northeast, and the things in the bag looked like firearms......

"You're here for me?"

The chef slowly stood up from the ground clutching his chest, and after a few strong breaths, he never straightened up.

Xu Ruifeng's kick was a bit heavy, although it was not a hasty force to stand up, but he couldn't stand it with such a strong kick.

"Not today."

Xu Ruifeng didn't understand a word of the conversation between the two people, and after both sides glanced at each other, he asked the chef: "What's the matter?" ”

The chef replied simply: "Cheka people." ”

Cheka?

Based on Xu Ruifeng's understanding of this world, he only knows that the Cheka is a special organization like the Blue Coat Society, and it is not clear what the relationship between this organization and the Comintern is, but he knows very well that the chef is the person who took out the Cheka.

This is, to arrest someone?

Lao Xu stood beside the cook and turned around motionlessly.

The chef glanced back, she looked at the man who took a stand with practical actions and chose to stand by her side without asking the other party's roots, and the warmth suddenly spread throughout her body.

"Lao Xu, it's none of your business, you don't know who they are at all."

Xu Ruifeng only replied: "But I know who you are." ”

"You, are you going to stop me?" The foreigner led by the other party asked, and after this sentence, the three of them reached for their armpits to carry their satchels at the same time.

The cook shook his head, slowly retreated towards the courtyard, and pulled Xu Ruifeng to retreat to the courtyard where only the door panel was hung, before he looked at the door again with all his attention.

When the three men approached the door, the man who had spoken to them turned his head and said, "Do you remember the rules of the Cheka?" ”

The chef nodded.

"Tomorrow at noon and twelve days, I will come to you, alone."

The cook nodded again, and the man walked away.

"What did he say?"

The chef said word by word: "The Cheka is ready to kill me." ”

"He said he wanted it?"

The cook shook his head: "They call it reckoning. ”

"What the hell is going on?"

In the face of Xu Ruifeng's question, the chef didn't say a word, covered his chest and rubbed it vigorously, and after a while, he smoothed this tone before he spoke: "I promised not to divulge any secrets about them." ”

"Even if they're going to kill you now?"

The chef raised his head and repeated Xu Ruifeng's words with great certainty: "Even if they have decided to kill me now!" ”

Inside the house, Wang Ming, who had just reacted from his sleep, grabbed his head and hit the room and walked out, he was a little unsure whether the loud noise was a dream or reality, but when he walked into the courtyard and saw the fallen courtyard door at the door, he was dumbfounded.

"Master, what are you two doing, why did the door fall back?"

The chef lowered his head and didn't speak, Xu Ruifeng glanced at the courtyard gate: "Wang Ming, it just so happened that you got up and installed the courtyard gate." Then he took the cook by the arm and pulled him into the room, muttering, "You must explain this to me." ”

The cook was dragged into the room, sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals, and then eased up a little and said, "Xu, you know that this matter is not good for you at all. ”

Xu Ruifeng said: "What do you mean, it is good for me that I stood firmly next to you just now?" Or is it in my best interest to stay here when you come to me? ”

For a moment, the chef stopped talking.

The atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, and Xu Ruifeng even wanted to say that: "Love to say it or not." The next second, the chef still opened his mouth: "You have joined the Blue Coat Society, right?" ”

"Yes."

"The Cheka is a similar organization, an organization that claims to be able to fight the enemy by all means."

"In this organization, you can't ask why when you carry out orders, you have to forget about them immediately after completing the task, no matter what kind of psychological pressure you are under, when a new task is given, you have to start again like a cold machine."

"And you, for the sake of me, must be involved in such a whirlpool, now, do you plan to continue asking?"

The chef grabbed Xu Ruifeng's arm like a man: "Xu, we don't have a friendship that changes lives on the battlefield, you also have your country to be loyal to, there is no need to get involved at all, this is not the time to talk about your righteous anger." ”

"Who doesn't speak of righteousness?"

As soon as Sibaozi got up, he heard an unhappy word, pointed to the chef's nose and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Our master is not the person you say, if he is making such a mess, I won't be happy." ”

"Get out!"

Sibaozi saw that Xu Ruifeng was really glaring, pointed at the chef with his hand, and walked out of the house.

"You!"

"Go on!"

The chef had an illusion, she felt that she was in the same position as the four treasures in this room, Xu Ruifeng would not distinguish between them because of the difference in skin color, he was like a patriarch, and he was trying his best to shelter all the people who relied on him under his wings.