78, Bloody Xiangjiang (1)
1906, October 14, evening.
The backyard of the Gu Medical Center, in the bright lights.
The crowd gathered around a table.
Du Xinwu and Fang Tian are introducing the layout plan to everyone.
"Tomorrow I will pretend to be Mr. Sun, use myself as bait, take Queen's Road, and then go to Furen Cultural Society, passing by the medical hall in the middle, and I will find people to block the streets at both ends, and try to delay those patrol officers, and we will fight those eagles and dogs in the middle......"
Du Xinwu's heart was surging, since he embarked on this road, he had already put life and death aside, and now that the war is imminent, there is only war intent and killing intent left.
And Chen Shaobai and Yang Quyun have been hidden in a safe place by him, and he doesn't want the two of them to be in danger.
Shen Chongyang fanned his open coat, as if he was a little nervous, "Those people have already arrived at the Kowloon Walled City, all of them are masters in the army, I heard that they have been looking for my whereabouts, and they have also found someone to get a gun." ”
Lin Heier asked, "Are there any special people among them?" ”
Shen Chongyang didn't know the existence of those old monsters, he was stunned when he heard the words, thought carefully for a long time, and hesitated: "Does the coffin count, it is said that there are two more coffins in the ancestral hall these days, and no one is allowed to approach." Also, they came five days ago, and every day they had to carry in two whole roasted cows, but no bones came out, and they didn't know what they were fed. ”
Several people looked at each other, they were really afraid of something, and the worst result came.
Not surprisingly, these are two old fossils.
"I'll set it up first, be careful!"
After explaining, Du Xinwu had walked out of the hospital quickly.
Fang Tian stayed in the medical hall, he looked at the two things placed in the hospital, his eyes were surprised and happy, under the black cloth covered, a half-pitch-black gun body loomed, and there was a stand standing underneath, and a row of yellow bullets dragged from the chamber to the ground.
In the wooden box on the side, there are hundreds of pounds of bundled explosives bags.
"Where did you get all this?"
He stroked it lovingly, "If only there was this thing when foreigners entered Tianjin." ”
Everyone was silent, as if they were reminded of a sad past.
Zuo Zongsheng looked at Lin Hei'er, although the two said that they were married, they didn't say much, one was clumsy about their feelings, the other was neat, I thought it would not be harmonious, but I didn't want to gradually reach the point where silence is better than sound, a look, a movement can already figure out the other party's thoughts.
"Don't talk nonsense, we can all go back alive, it's best to fight back to the north together."
Lin Hei'er didn't look at it, he was the first to speak, and then shook out the double swords in his sleeves, sat on the side and wiped them with his head down.
Gradually, as the sky darkened, many figures suddenly appeared in all directions, these people were dressed differently, dressed very differently, not only the disciples of the White Lotus Sect, but also many children of the Shenzhou League, more than seventy people were roughly swept away, led by the two elders, and there were more than thirty brothers in Fang Tian.
"Looks like the time is coming."
The footsteps sounded, and everyone turned their heads in unison, but saw Chen Zhuo and Gu Yu walking down from the building.
Chen Zhuo no longer had the soft knife in his hand, the light in his eyes flashed, and he said warmly: "Everyone, tomorrow's battle is the time when all my Shenzhou disciples are righteous, we won't drink tonight, and when this battle is over, I will accompany the brothers to drink again, and get drunk!" ”
The blood of the crowd was boiling, and their eyes were red.
"Live and die together, take care of each other!"
Nothing was said all night.
It is only said that the next day is just numb.
The rooster crowed, and everyone in the infirmary had dispersed.
Some people pretend to be ordinary people, hawkers, some pull rickshaws, some push carts, and some carry burdens and shout, men, women, and children, everything.
This is Ming.
There is also darkness.
Fang Tian's thirty or so brothers were already carrying the explosives and ambushed on both sides of the market.
There were also two big killing weapons that were also placed behind the door of the pharmacy, controlled by Fang Tian and Shen Chongyang.
Shen Chongyang's mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but get a little nervous, and hurriedly asked Chen Zhuo, "Who are you going to deal with, and you can use such a big battle?" You shouldn't be a hot brain and want to revolt in Xiangjiang, right? This is British territory, don't be stupid. ”
Chen Zhuo glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't worry, at best, it's just killing two people, this thing has huge lethality, it's easy not to make a sound, if you want to make a sound, you have to make a meritorious blow." ”
Glancing at the sky outside, he closed the door of the medical hall and led everyone out.
"Everyone, come with me to this earthly battlefield!"
……
It was nearly noon.
At the market, there were more and more passers-by coming and going, and there were many students marching.
Until a rickshaw arrived unhurriedly from the end of the long street, the students who had been marching were all boiling and excited.
The occupants of the car were dressed in white dresses and wore a hat with a half-pressed brim and no face.
"Mr. Sun!"
The crowded crowd was originally lively and noisy, but suddenly heard a high-pitched and piercing suona sounding out of place, and the eardrums of the noisy people hurt.
"Horn click...... Horn Horn ......"
I took a closer look, but I saw a funeral procession coming on the street, there were sixty or seventy people, carrying two sets of black and eye-catching coffins, and paper money was flying in the wind.
But the evil thing is that this is a white thing, but only suona pretends, and those who send the funeral are more vicious than a fierce god, with a cold face and cold eyes, although they are dressed in linen and filial piety, no one cries a few times, and they are all young and strong men.
It's not right at this time, it's noon, whoever chooses to be buried at this time, but he will be jealous.
At both ends of the fork, the patrolmen who used to be rampant and domineering disappeared in an extremely rare way.
Some people feel that they are unlucky, and as soon as they meet it, they have been kicked away before they can say a word.
"If you don't want to die, get out!"
But as soon as the man's feet were withdrawn, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were cracked, there was a sound of "ho-ho" in his mouth, and a flying knife was inserted in his throat for some time, and he had fallen to the ground in the next second, and before he even had time to hum, a puddle of blood was visibly flowing out of his body.
"Murder!"
This made those onlookers dumbfounded, and their faces turned pale and fled in surprise.
In the chaos, the crowd was staggered, and those who sent the funeral did not avoid it, their feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, allowing the people around them to shuttle and stagger, shoulder to shoulder, but their eyes were always looking coldly at a porridge stall in front of them.
Porridge stalls stick to the street.
On the small stall, six figures slowly stood up.
The rickshaw rushed over and met with everyone, it was Du Xinwu.
The first person was dressed in a green shirt, with messy hair, walking slowly with his back hand, raising his feet and stepping like a goshawk staring, and his knife eyes slowly narrowed, and he had seen monstrous killing intent.
Chen Zhuo glanced at the official boots on the feet of a group of people, and then looked at the few people who carried the coffin, raised his eyebrows, no need to talk nonsense, and spit lightly: "Kill!" ”
In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and the passers-by and hawkers who had been scattered and fled were cold and unprepared.
Amid the screams and screams of pain, corpses suddenly lay down on the messy street.
However, in the end, it is worthy of being a battle-hardened warrior, between life and death, there are many people who react in time and avoid the killing opportunity, and some people can fight back, and the people on both sides are instantly killed in one place.
Chen Zhuo frowned, and was about to make a move.
"Bang dang!"
Two coffins overturned on their side.
"Huh?"
He only glanced at it, his heart suddenly sudden, his eyelids trembled, and he said quickly: "Be careful, those two old things should be in the crowd around them." ”
As he spoke, his eyes darting at the fleeing crowd around him like cold lightning.
Just after the front foot finished speaking, a sad laugh floated behind the back foot.
"Hehe, smart!"
A fleshy palm suddenly floated from a few feet away and hit him in the back of the heart.