War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 237 Academic Exchange
Early the next morning, Wei Ran boarded a passenger ship bound for Yakutsk with a backpack full of clothes, camouflage cloth and two large bricks.

When the passenger boat full of locals arrived in the middle of the Lena River, Wei Ran also quietly threw the backpack in Wei Ran's hand into the river.

After destroying the last bit of evidence, the rest of the journey will be much easier.As for Xia Petyaskh behind him, there was nothing unusual about the police station who had been stared at by Wei Ran all night.

Obviously, those Maozi who stole the mammoth ivory didn't have good intentions to call the police, even if they drove away the heavy truck that was probably full of goods, Wei Ran was not surprised at all.

Almost as soon as he boarded the Yakutsk pier, the burly man dressed as a miner who had missed him at the airport pressed him on the shoulder.

It was almost a subconscious move, Wei Ran didn't have time to think about it, so he held the opponent's wrist with his backhand and pulled and twisted it forcefully, accompanied by a crisp "click", that Maozi also let out a suppressed scream.

"Bastard! My own!" Maozi, who had a dislocated wrist, took out Wei Ran's smartphone from his pocket and shook it while taking a breath.

Wei Ran, who had already twisted the opponent's dislocated arm to his back, only realized it belatedly at this time. He almost forgot the bone-setting massage he had learned from completing the skill task in Baiyangdian However, he did not expect that the first person to enjoy this treatment after returning would be the "nanny" whom he could not avoid.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wei Ran quickly took the mobile phone handed over by the other party and put it in his pocket.

"Let go of my hand!" The middle-aged man's cheeks were twitching in pain.

"wait a minutes!"

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he pulled and pushed the opponent's palm vigorously with his hands, and with a "click" he helped the opponent complete the reset of the dislocated wrist.

To say that this guy is also tough, don't look at that big rough face that was already flushed and deformed, but he only let out a muffled grunt that was enough to kill someone.

"Um, you move your wrist?" Wei Ran took a big step back, and suggested with some embarrassment.

The boy looked at the terrified eyes of the passengers around him, forcibly suppressed the urge to shoot Wei Ran in the face, tried to move his sore wrist, and greeted the latter reluctantly, followed He got into the van that Wei Ran had abandoned at the airport.

After waiting until the pier behind him could no longer see the shadow, the burly man who was driving asked abruptly, "Did you use Huaxia Kung Fu just now?"

"Chinese Kungfu?" Wei Ran laughed dumbly, shook his head and corrected, "It's Chinese medicine."

"Medical skills?" The strong man turned his head to look at Wei Ran, "Can you teach me?"

"this."

When Wei Ran heard the words, he immediately had a problem, so he was not reluctant to teach, but he didn't know how he learned it, so where did he start teaching?
Seemingly seeing Wei Ran's embarrassment, the strong man said with some regret, "It's fine if it's embarrassing, but how about we make gestures later?"

"just forget it"

Wei Ran shook his head without thinking, and said concisely, "The hands I know are all aimed at joints. I guess you don't want to experience the feeling of dislocated joints all over your body."

"I'm even more curious about how you reset the dislocation." The strong man raised his still sore wrist and said curiously, "I didn't even realize it."

"It's not easy to explain." Wei Ran grinned, Sui Sui's grandfather might be able to explain this, but he really couldn't explain it.

"How about at least a demonstration?" While the strong man was speaking, he turned the steering wheel directly and drove the car to a thermal power station next to the city.

This brat likes to seek abuse, right?

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and simply stopped saying anything, followed the other party out of the car and walked into a huge locked warehouse.

This warehouse is full of one-meter-square wooden boxes, and some unidentified metal parts can be seen in some opened boxes.And above the head, there is still a rusty gantry crane with the sickle and hammer symbol remaining.

But to say that the most conspicuous thing in this warehouse is a bare butt who is hung upside down on the gantry crane by a thick chain.

And around this Maozi, there is a diesel barrel burning with charcoal fire, and several men and women wearing various clothes, of different shapes, genders and even ages.

"How did you bring him here?"

Before the strong man closed the iron door of the warehouse, a woman who looked about forty years old, wearing a suit and tie, and kept her figure and makeup in excellent shape asked with a hint of hostility.

"This little guy just dislocated my hand, and he reset it for me before I realized it." Mao Zi, who brought Wei Ran in, said rather ostentatiously, "Anyway, there is still time before the plane he is going to take off takes off." For hours, so why not let him perform for us no no no, it should be called an academic exchange."

With this sentence, all the men and women in the warehouse became interested, and one of them rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Wei Ran to start, "Little guy, let's have an academic exchange, and let me see it by the way." Look at the level of students taught by that bastard Culp."

No matter how slow his brain was, Wei Ran could tell that even if he didn't come out on the pier, that strong man would find an excuse to bring him here.It is clear that he wants to relieve the hatred of these middle-aged uncles and aunts who are obviously hostile to him.

The brawny man who brought Wei Ran didn't hide it, and explained directly, "We haven't rested for two or three days to catch you, and as long as we catch you, we have the opportunity to go to Europe." Work, so young man, if you want to go back to Chita, either give us a break or give us a break."

"A group of idiots looking for abuse"

Wei Ran blatantly cursed in Chinese, turned sideways to avoid the fist of Mao Zi who came in front of him, and took advantage of the opportunity to bow his head and lunge forward, easily dodging the opponent's whip.

It wasn't over yet, just as Wei Ran touched the ground with his hands, his heel also kicked against the knee socket of the opponent's leg supporting the body.

The Maozi's body balance was broken in an instant, and he was about to fall to his knees, so he quickly stepped on the ground with the leg that didn't hit Wei Ran.

But at the same time when his leg touched the ground, Wei Ran hooked him with his foot, and then he sat down heavily on the concrete floor.

The second time the opponent's body balance was destroyed, Wei Ran, who was half lying on the ground, did not stop, and directly pressed the sole of one foot against the opponent's neck, and kicked the opponent's arm that was supporting the ground with the other foot. Pushing the neck with the foot and losing balance for the third time, he grabbed the opponent's other arm and shook it back.

With a toothache "click", Wei Ran immediately let go of his hand, slowly got up from the ground and patted the dust on his buttocks.

The confrontation between the two ended in less than 10 seconds, and this result also made many boys in the warehouse stare round.

The middle-aged woman in formal attire walked to the side of her companion, ignoring the excruciating pain, grabbed the dislocated arm and shook it, "Is it really dislocated? Kuzmich, come here and show him."

Before the words fell, a bearded man in a railway employee uniform sitting on a wooden box stood up, crushed the cigarette butt on the thigh of the unlucky ghost who was hung upside down, and walked slowly to the place amid hoarse screams. Next to a companion with a dislocated elbow.

The strong man who brought Wei Ran stopped the bearded man named Kuzmic, turned his head and said to Wei Ran, "Victor, come here."

Wei Ran glanced at the woman in the suit, until the other party let go of the out-of-control arm and took a few steps back, then he went to Mao Zi who had just fought with him and squatted down, holding the other party's arm and asked, "And Tell your companion, how about I invite you to drink and stop playing?"

"I said no - click!"

Two completely different voices sounded from the Maozi's mouth and elbow joints at the same time, and the middle-aged Maozi who watched the excitement all swallowed subconsciously.

"So how about I invite everyone to drink?" Wei Ran grabbed the other hand and pulled him up, and asked the people around him with a smile.

"Victor, where did you learn it? Why don't I remember that bastard Karp has this kind of ability?" The defeated man asked while kneading his sore elbow, as for Wei Ran's suggestion of drinking just now , but was directly ignored by everyone.

"I didn't learn this from Karp"

Wei Ran explained with a smile, but in fact he was also surprised by his performance just now.Objectively speaking, before I return to Baiyangdian in the flames of war with the help of those two poles, any one of these brats can torture me to death.But the metal book taught me to massage and set my bones, but it directly filled the gap between the two parties.

Just like the confrontation just now, he didn't react subconsciously, but every move and style came out of his brain as if it was a matter of course, and was used by his body easily and achieved the expected effect.

So when we return to Hongqi Forest Farm, will we have a chance to overthrow Karp?Wei Ran happily fantasized about the scene of giving Karp a massage to set bones.

"Since it wasn't taught by Karp, forget it."

The woman in formal attire rolled up her wrist, showed a small wrist watch and looked at the time, then pointed to the bare butt who was hanging upside down and said, "Victor, you can buy us a drink if you want, but before drinking, How about giving us a show?"

"Use him?" Wei Ran looked at him hesitantly.

"There should be no one here who is willing to fight you. After all, we have to work tomorrow."

The bearded man named Kuzmich picked up a small red-hot shovel from the burning diesel barrel while talking, and slapped the bare butt on the back, waiting for the hoarse screams to resound through the warehouse again , Then he explained, "So just use him, this bastard is a smuggler, and there are many beautiful girls in the town around who were sold to that smuggler."

"Speaking of this, have you completed your mission?" The brawny man who brought Wei Ran over asked as if he just remembered.

"It's done." Wei Ran simply responded, walked up to the trafficker who was still screaming, stretched out his hand and dislocated the other's jaw first, and then asked, "So what about the girls he sold?"

"All the girls he prepared this year have been saved, but the ones before that can't be helped."

A spectator around came over, curiously pinching the trafficker's dislocated chin and shaking it left and right, "Anna, don't send this bastard to power generation, I think it can be used for learning."

"It is indeed a waste to directly burn power generation"

Another drunk-smelling guy came over, picked up the trafficker's dislocated arm, imitated Wei Ran's previous movements, and wanted to complete the replacement of the dislocated elbow, but just look at the skin and muscles that were pushed up by the bones. , he just understood it with his eyes.

"Let Kuzmic take some time to perform vocal cord surgery on him first, as long as he doesn't make a sound, you can do whatever you want." The woman in formal attire agreed to the companion's request indifferently.

Under the urging of these middle-aged men who love learning too much, Wei Ran generously showed the dislocation and reset methods of each joint.

It's not that he deliberately showed off, it's just reciprocation in disguise. After all, the other party is Karp's "nanny" arranged for him. I tried my best to send them back safely.

That being the case, if the other party is willing to learn, he is naturally willing to demonstrate it, and by the way, it can save these overly energetic middle-aged people from causing trouble for him.

Accompanying these people to study the bone structure for more than an hour, it was not until the bearded man named Kuzmich gave an injection to the fainted trafficker that everyone stopped their efforts. Under the leadership of the woman in formal clothes, three to five Groups walked towards the cafeteria of the power station.

(End of this chapter)