The Last Mecha

Chapter 59 The Night Rain ([-])

Li Dongshun poked out one hand from the debris and glass, his blood-stained face was tattered, he touched the two soybean-sized holes on his shoulder, and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

With his arms half down, he stood abruptly, his body tilted to one side unbalanced, his bloodshot eyes swam across the room, looking for Lice Head and Liu Mingye.

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt fell, everything was pale white under the blue sky, Li Dongshun's pupils shrank suddenly, and there were two wriggling figures lying on the ground not far away.

"Lice!"

He limped forward, and saw a five-inch wide hole on the back of his skinny brother. The hunting knife with the blood groove was sunk until only the handle remained, and the bright red liquid dripped all over the ground, washed away by the heavy rain again and again .

Lousehead's blurred eyes were half-opened, and he suddenly saw clearly who the man in front of him was. He wriggled his lips as if he wanted to say something, but then he lost his eyes.

Ten steps away, Liu Mingye's throat was filled with a strange sweet smell of rust, and pink blood froth kept gushing up his throat, making him want to vomit.

He looked at the handle of the knife that had turned half a circle on his belly, and reached out to hold it but dared not pull it out. The pain made him gasp, and the other hand tremblingly fumbled around for the shotgun that had disappeared.

The rain suddenly became smaller, and the next moment Liu Mingye suddenly realized that it wasn't, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he saw Li Dongshun's livid face covering the sky.

The black hole of the bastard's pistol pressed against Liu Mingye's head, and the next moment flames shot out, his head was like a smashed watermelon, red, brown and white exploded all over the place.

Li Dongshun's legs gave way, and he sat down half-kneeling and looked up at the sky. The heavy raindrops made him unable to open his eyes.

There were three corpses lying on the ground, and Li Xing's shop, which had been open for five or six years, had now turned into a crumbling residue.

"It's gone, it's gone."

He muttered in his mouth, and let out a long smile, hot tears and rain flowing to the corner of his mouth.

Then the laughter stopped abruptly, and Li Dongshun glanced dully over the familiar corpses like a log.

"I told you not to do this, sooner or later you will be punished by God, see. Whoever mentioned it back then, it was me"

"It's me, Li Dongshun, I'm sorry brothers, but you haven't persuaded me, have you? It can't be all my fault, Ang~"

"Isn't it good that we planted land in Niqian Village back then, rice bag. You, I remember it was you, you said you didn't want to live that kind of life based on people's faces, and then we came out to mess around, thanks to you! Not bad on you Who is it?"

"But we're out now, we're in the underworld, don't we still look at people's faces in the end? When the iron tiger is on the head, who dares to resist him? Grandma, I think there is karmic reincarnation in this world. Let's do this I want to live a comfortable life, is it possible?"

"Lice head, and you, I have always felt that you are weak in humanities since I was a child, and you dare not even step on a frog. How did you become a villain later? You have fallen——"

"Forget it, brothers are all the same. When eating meat, no one would think of such a thing. Why bother? Let's go to the temple together as monks in the next life."

"Damn it," he murmured aimlessly, and then he heard footsteps on the wet pavement.

Li Dongshun turned his head with a gloomy expression. In the night rain, the panicked figure of the young man appeared not far away. He was wearing a black cloak, and the brim of the hat without patterns was wet from the rain, making it impossible to see clearly the mask hidden underneath. Face.

He looked at the scattered flesh and blood on the ground, half-covered his lips to suppress his vomit, and after a moment of hesitation, he still took steps and approached Li Dongshun tremblingly.

"Who are you?" Li Dongshun asked subconsciously

"Master, another master asked me to bring you a message. He said he was nicknamed Frog, so you will know the name." Wu Gou said frightenedly, as if he had accepted the commission with money, "He was injured. I can't come in person because I have legs and feet, so I want to tell you quickly, don't fight with that tiger, someone wants you to die together."

"what?"

Li Dongshun will not be able to accept this huge amount of information for a while.

"That's what the frog master said. He also said that it was because there was a problem with the ticket form that Li Xing's store received before, and he was the one who wanted to kill the brothers. The frog master said that he wanted the name of the person on the top. And the list of employers, he wants to avenge his brothers."

"Tiehu." Li Dongshun twitched the corners of his lips subconsciously, and then shouted, "Huo Jianfeng, I'll kill your whole family!"

The young man in front of him didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. After a while, Li Dongshun finally calmed down, and let out a big breath of white air in the cold night rain.

"The identity of the employer is only known to that guy. He is the chief bodyguard of Xue Youcheng in Xue's residence. He is nicknamed Tiehu. He eats both black and white. There are also people on the road. There is a man named Tuozixi in the potion alley who is his subordinate. He has a unique iron knife. Shake the gunfire hard, even if the qi is less than ten, it will be fast, let the frog be careful."

Li Dongshun let out a series of sounds, but found that the boy in front of him just stood there quietly, showing no intention of leaving.

"You go!"

His tone couldn't help adding a layer of fiery impatience, but Wu Gou still just looked at him quietly, with no expression on his clear face in the wind and rain.

"Actually, I am the one who wants you to die together. The frog also died at my hands."

"What?" Li Dongshun asked blankly, he couldn't understand what Wu Gou said.

"To put it simply, I sent the letter, one in your hands, and one in the owner of the Tiger Stove. I will kill you." Wu Gou said coldly, "I will let you die clearly, tell me Me, why does the employer want you to do something to the Wu family?"

As soon as the young man said this, the temperature plummeted, and the rain beans all over the sky shattered the red moor all over the place.

Li Dongshun suddenly sneered a few times, his whole body twitching.

"That kind of thing. I didn't know that hey, it turned out to be this thing. Those brothers died really unjustly. They just mentioned it, so let us pay attention. They didn't really pay for the ticket. Maybe let us go Do hehehe, I see you, maybe you were also used as a gun—”

A surge of strength suddenly surged in his injured body, bloodshot eyes swelled, veins burst in his arms, and the bastard's black hole pointed directly at Wu hook, accompanied by the sound of the trigger being pulled, without a trace of hesitation.

In the dark sky, the rain was still floating in the forest, slapping and blurring Wu Gou's vision. He stared forward intently, with the barrel of the gun pointed at him reflected in his eyes, without a trace of fear.

The fire that lit the dark sky did not appear.

The eight shell pistols produced by the Jiangnan factory in the early days had a single magazine capacity of eight rounds. This night, Wu Gou had already counted each round for him, and he knew that the gun had no bullets in it.

The young man showed a look of disappointment, and the next moment he started to sprint, clenched his fingers, and hammered down on Li Dongshun's chest with his old hot fist.But Li Dongshun's eyes were filled with fierce determination, and the handle of the gun in his hand fell down, turning into a cold light.

Wu Gou paused slightly, turned his footsteps to let the handle of the gun be fired, and the jet-black streamer under the wide sleeves flickered like a thunder shadow.

"Pfft-"

Li Dongshun knelt down in the rain like a limp clay puppet, and the dagger pierced his heart.

Wu Hook didn't stop, he used force between his wrists, and drew the Qi sword back and forth five times, getting faster and deeper, the blood flowed several feet away, and crimson drops rolled down the corners of his eyes.

His pitch-black eyes were opaque, and a strange, light red brilliance shone in the night rain.

"What a joke"

The man uttered a sentence with the last of his strength, and then closed his eyes, not knowing who he was talking about.

Wu Gou stood in the rain, his long clothes were stained black and red by blood and night, he stopped for a moment, exhaled bloody breath in the cold wind, picked up the pistol and bullets, and disappeared into the rain .

(End of this chapter)