Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 79
Gao Mingcheng looked at Huang Dazhi with a complicated face. He took out 100 yuan and asked Huang Dazhi to sell drugs with him, just to prevent Huang Dazhi from going astray.

But... It seems that there is a pair of hands desperately pulling Huang Dazhi to the underworld!
The kind that won't let you look back!
Tell me, everyone is in the same carriage, why didn't he find someone stealing something, let alone pick up such a heaven-defying thing?

The money and the black bag were stained with some blood, because the color of the bag was black, so Gao Mingcheng didn't notice it at first.

But money and guns, these two sensitive things put together, give people countless reveries.

Seeing Gao Mingcheng's strange expression, Huang Dazhi panicked, and said, "I can't take it, can I? I'll go back now."

Gao Mingcheng pulled him, and immediately looked around with his eyes. After seeing no suspects, he whispered, "Where did you pick it up?"

"Just... just the toilet." Huang Dazhi panicked even more, he felt that he had done something wrong.

But when he was going to the toilet, he happened to see a bag inside, and out of curiosity, he opened it.

As soon as he saw so much money in it, his eyes were dazzled. He didn't have the time to think about it so much. He stuffed the bag into his clothes and hurried to find Gao Mingcheng.

Gao Mingcheng looked at Huang Dazhi meaningfully and thought, this man is a real punishment!
"It can't be put back. It would be fine if it wasn't discovered, but if it was discovered, it would be another mess." Gao Mingcheng thought for a moment, then shook his head and rejected Huang Dazhi's plan to return it.

Huang Dazhi's heart was pounding, and there was a look of anticipation in his eyes, "Then... stay?"

Gao Mingcheng choked up, and stared at him speechlessly. There are at least tens of thousands of dollars in this bag. Can he not be moved?

But he was reborn with great difficulty, and he really didn't want to provoke these terrible gossip.

The owner of this bag may be a ruthless person with blood on his hands, and this money may be ill-gotten gains, so don't touch it!

But... Seeing so much money in front of him, Gao Mingcheng was also very moved.

After all, he was not too upright, so he quickly took out a wad of money from his bag, and then hid it in the pocket inside his coat.

With a thud, the zipper of the black bag was pulled up. Gao Mingcheng said with a serious expression: "It is a fine tradition of our Chinese descendants to pick up gold. Since we have found something, we must hand it over to the marshals. Let's go to the marshals." .”

Gao Mingcheng's series of movements were too fast. If Huang Dazhi hadn't been staring at him, he would have missed it. He was stunned and didn't realize it for a long time. When Gao Mingcheng left, he hurried to follow.

Each train will be equipped with several marshals, and the marshals will be responsible for the safety issues on the train.However, if there are too many people in the carriage, the number of police patrols will be less, after all, it is inconvenient to move.

Gao Mingcheng walked around the crowd with Huang Dazhi, but before he found the policeman, he suddenly heard a voice: "It's him!"

There was a hostility in this voice, which quickly attracted Gao Mingcheng's attention. He followed the reputation and happened to see a familiar person.

The man was thin and small, wearing a set of half-worn black clothes and a wide-brimmed hat. At this time, his face was exposed, with a fierce look on his face, and a fierce look in his eyes.

He pointed at Huang Dazhi, and there were a few strong men standing beside him.

They all approached Huang Dazhi, and one of them said arrogantly: "Have you heard of the 'Southern Detachment'? You kid dared to provoke our people, you really want to die!"

The few of them formed a formation, and the ordinary passengers in the carriage avoided one after another, giving way to a relatively spacious passage.

Hearing the name of the gangster organization 'Southern Detachment', Gao Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat. He naturally knew that this gangster organization was specialized in train robbery and theft in the south, and it was very arrogant in the south.

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson, so that you know what you shouldn't mess with, so don't mess with it!" The man in the lead suddenly pulled out a dagger, brandished it and stabbed at Huang Dazhi.

Huang Dazhi was dumbfounded. He was just an ordinary farmer. This was his first time traveling far, and he encountered such a terrible thing.

"Be careful!" Huang Dazhi was in front, Gao Mingcheng was behind, and the dagger stabbed towards Huang Dazhi again. Seeing this, Gao Mingcheng immediately pushed the foolish Huang Dazhi away, and greeted him.

He didn't bring the military dagger, but bare-handed, but his current physical fitness is comparable to that of a special soldier, and the strength of his punches and kicks is not something ordinary people can bear.

He came later, and punched the strong man's knife-holding wrist, so shocking that he almost dropped the dagger from his hand.

Seeing that Gao Mingcheng was in the early stage, the rest of the strong men also shot at Gao Mingcheng. However, the space in the carriage is limited, and they are all tall and thick, so it is impossible to surround Gao Mingcheng.

Standing there, Gao Mingcheng had the aura of being one-man and ten-thousand-handed.

He has practiced boxing systematically, and a set of four punches is so powerful that every time he hits, he can hear the subtle sound of bone cracking.

The dagger in the strong man's hand was also a military dagger. It was really sharp and terrifying. Gao Mingcheng was worried about accidental injury, so he decided to take the dagger off first.

But the opponent is not a vegetarian either. As a gangster organization that runs rampant on the southern train, they also have two brushes. Coupled with the limitation of space, the opponent can't do anything to Gao Mingcheng, and Gao Mingcheng can't knock the opponent down all at once.

Although he didn't take down the dagger, Gao Mingcheng was also very calm. Not only did he avoid the opponent's assassination every time, but he was also able to counterattack the opponent.

Just when he kicked the opponent's wrist with the knife, the opponent suddenly shouted: "Zhao Han, do it!"

A man stabbed Gao Mingcheng from behind with a knife, and when the sound of breaking wind reached Gao Mingcheng's ears, the blade was already very close to him.

"Mingcheng be careful!" Huang Dazhi was guarded by Gao Mingcheng, and then he was pushed aside by the crowd. Now seeing someone sneaking up on Gao Mingcheng from behind, Huang Dazhi rushed up without thinking.

He didn't learn any kung fu, but he instinctively blocked the dagger with his hands for Gao Mingcheng.

"Ah!" Huang Dazhi screamed, and blood flowed out from the wound.

The stabbing on Huang Dazhi's arm did not hurt Gao Mingcheng.

But Gao Mingcheng was angry.

Before, he restrained himself a bit and didn't use his full strength. After all, he didn't want to expose his full strength. Now that he saw the opponent's crowd and stabbed Huang Dazhi without any scruple, he couldn't bear it anymore. .

"Slap!" With a sound, the wrist of the man in front of Gao Mingcheng made a crisp bone cracking sound, and his wrist was directly kicked off!
After losing strength in his wrist, the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Gao Mingcheng stretched out his hand to grab the dagger, and caught the dagger accurately. He saw the light of the knife flash, and he turned around quickly. The blade in his hand collided with Zhao Han's blade!

Accurate and powerful!

(End of this chapter)