20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 307 Echoes of the Mountains and Forests

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the straight-backed chair fell to the ground with a clang.

Lao Lu's eyes widened and he fell on his back. A two-finger-wide hole was opened on the front of his chest. Thick black blood slowly spread from behind him like a peacock spreading its tail.

On the table, a few drops of bright red splashed from the edge of the bowl.

The lively atmosphere of drinking and talking just now has long disappeared.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Zheng, but he just nodded to Wang Guihe, and then returned to his seat.

Other brothers in the hall were either shocked or excited, with different reactions.

Han Xinyuan and Zhao Zhengbei stared blankly at the situation in front of them.

Of course they had seen murder before, but this was the first time they had killed someone like this.

No matter how you look at Li Zheng's shooting of Lao Lu, it doesn't look like a long-planned plan, but more like a pure impromptu move.

Killing and stealing goods all depends on my heart.

This is a born gangster who can only hang out in the mountains and never go to the market.

When Jiang Lianheng saw this, he already guessed in his heart that this old Lu must be the leg of Shuanglong Club who came to visit.

However, due to the gunshot, the atmosphere in the hall also changed subtly.

Although Wang Guihe didn't say anything, his expression looked a little gloomy.

Military advisor Yang Laoxie secretly glanced at the boss, then slapped the table and rebuked angrily: "Li Zheng! What are you kidding about? Brother Jiang is a guest, and so is Lao Lu. Everyone eats online, and some You can sit down and talk about any misunderstandings. How can you be like this? Come on, pull him out and give him a long memory!"

After finishing speaking, several brothers immediately rushed out in response to the sound inside and outside the hall.

Some people want to take it, and some people want to protect it.

"Wait!"

At this time, Wang Guihe suddenly raised his hand, glanced at Lao Lu on the ground, and said: "Everyone is already dead, who can show this to me? Instead, it's a joke for my nephew. Li Zheng, say Tell me, what do you think?"

The atmosphere relaxed slightly.

Wang Guihe waved his hand, and the brothers finally dispersed.

Li Zheng took the opportunity to clasp his fists and said: "My dear, please forgive me, but you and Hai Lao Owl have a life-long friendship. Brother Jiang is our relative, and Lao Lu can only be regarded as a casual friend; Brother Jiang can give us some trouble." , Lao Lu is just paying us a small tribute. Due to circumstances, there is no need for us to speak for Ssangyong Club."

Yang Laoxie scolded: "Asshole! There is room for relaxation in everything. You must at least let Lao Lu finish what he said!"

Li Zheng looked at Jiang Lianheng, grinned and said: "According to my understanding of Brother Jiang, since he has identified the Double Dragon Society by name, there is no room for reconciliation on this matter."

Yang Laoxie said: "The green forest has its own rules."

Li Zheng snorted coldly: "A bunch of wandering men can't be counted as Lian Qi from Likou."

These words helped Jiang Lianheng figure out the details of the Double Dragon Society.

The so-called "skin" refers to those barbarian bandits who first entered the Heng family.

Most of these people do not specialize in killing people, stealing goods, cutting trails and kidnapping people. On weekdays, they may just be hunters, farmers and traders. Occasionally they work together to take advantage of the dark moon and high winds to rob homes and houses, that is, kick the soil and rubbish (smashing folk kilns).

Sometimes when there are few people, Pizi will "eat for a walk" and go to the hills to hang out for a while, helping with beatings and stepping on the plates.

To open a leather business, you need to consciously go to the top of the mountain to pay tribute, and the hilltops that receive tribute call this business "eating skins".

As the saying goes, there are bandits among the people, and there are people among the bandits.

In fact, most of the gangsters are just wandering around. They usually do whatever they should do, and they only get together when they smash the kiln.

Wang Gui and this group of people are in the minority who only play "horizontal".

Nowadays, the world is in chaos. Although the people hate gangsters, they don't think this business is despicable and shameful. They just regard it as ordinary.

The man who was carrying a hoe yesterday and working conscientiously in the fields may today be carrying a gun to smash the kiln in order to do a favor to his brothers.

Even so, the real Hu bandits still looked down upon them and did not regard them as Lian Qi from Likou.

Li Zheng continued: "Master, we have more people and fewer guns now. As long as Brother Jiang can give us some guns, not to mention killing Lao Lu, it will be worth it to defeat the Shuanglong Club."

Li Zheng's words analyzed the rationale, pros and cons in a clear and logical way, which is enough to show that his shooting of Lao Lu was not just a moment of enthusiasm.

However, his acting style was so decisive that people mistakenly thought that this was the work of a reckless man.

Military Advisor Yang Laoxie observed the situation, turned his head and whispered: "Master, what Li Zheng said does make sense, but I just don't know how many guns Brother Jiang can get."

Jiang Lianheng also realized at this time that the reason why he didn't hear any noise today was that, firstly, Lao Lu came to visit and might have let him go once; secondly, the guns and ammunition in the village were indeed a bit tight.

"Uncle Wang, I still say the same thing. As long as the bristles and tickets are in place, I don't dare to guarantee the tickets if there are too many, but if we let the brothers on the mountain have one shot at a time, there will be no problem."

"Old nephew, of course I believe you." Wang Guihe muttered, "However, on the top of my mountain, I didn't even talk about it. I killed the people when I came up, and then took people to shovel the Shuangyong Society. If this thing is posted online, it will get a bad reputation!"

"Uncle Wang, since I'm here to ask for your help, of course I won't make it difficult for you. I've already taken care of what needs to be done. The Shuangyong Society has stolen the official silver and will definitely die. You don't need to help in this matter. Just help me get to the bottom of it.”

"Are you serious? Nephew, don't say that your uncle won't help you!"

"Don't worry! When asking for help, of course you have to think about others."

After everyone heard this, they relaxed a little. Only Li Zheng seemed to be unsurprised by this.

After several conversations and inquiries, Jiang Lianheng finally cleared away the clouds and mist and saw the blue sky.

It turned out that another "dragon" of the "Double Dragon Society" entrenched outside the city was named Pan Defeng. Because of his short legs, he called himself "Ground Dragon". However, Wang Guihe and others called him "Ground Dragon". ".

When Pan Defeng was young, he was famous in his hometown for being brave and fierce.

Especially during the period of the Russo-Japanese War, when the local government offices were almost paralyzed, he became even more unscrupulous. He invited friends and companions and acted tyrannically in the township boundaries to the east of the city.

Over time, Pan Defeng started engaging in extortion, smashing and robbing.

At first, it was just a small fight, and the people did not take action and the officials did not investigate, which actually encouraged his arrogance.

It wasn't until two years ago that Pan Defeng made friends with Li Hailong from the "Old Dragon Club" in the city, and the two groups merged to form the "Double Dragon Club", and the business grew bigger and bigger.

Although there was more money, the two leading eldest brothers were too stingy, resulting in a gang of rabble in the hall. Not many could fight, and even fewer were willing to sacrifice their lives.

The group of people outside the city were mostly blacksmiths, carpenters, and bell ringers. They were usually busy with their own affairs. When important matters came up, they would meet at the Iron Can Temple five miles east of the city.

Pan Defeng bought a house and land outside the city and opened a blacksmith shop. He wandered around the town all day long, pretending to be a rich man.

After Jiang Lianheng heard this, since the target had been determined, he naturally had a plan in mind. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Uncle Wang, for the tip!"

"It's just a few more words, thank you!" Wang Guihe waved his hand and said, "My nephew, when will your batch of German guns be in place?"

Jiang Lianheng smiled and said: "Uncle Wang, don't worry. When autumn comes, you just need to prepare the bristles and money for me. I will definitely deliver the gun to you before winter." "Okay! Then I'll be right here. I’m waiting for your good news!”

"I'm also waiting for your good news!"

Lao Lu's body was carried away, and before the blood on the ground could be washed away, Wang Guihe called on everyone to cheer again.

Jiang Lianheng and others couldn't resist their hospitality, so they kept drinking with him for half an hour. Finally, they stood up and decided to return overnight.

"My eldest nephew, why are you in a hurry?" Wang Guihe persuaded him to stay, "It's late at night and the mountain road is difficult to walk. If I sleep here for one night, if I stay for two more days, Pan Di Laizi won't be able to escape!"

Jiang Lianheng declined: "Uncle Wang, I won't feel at ease until things are done. I'll come back to see you after a while."

Hearing this, Li Zheng suddenly turned his face sideways and asked with a half-smile, "Did you bring your wife here?"

Jiang Lianheng's eyelids twitched immediately, and he was stunned, but he said: "How can you put cuffs on yourself and go out to do things?"

"No matter what day you are, please bring my niece-in-law over and let me take a look!"

While Wang Guihe was joking, he staggered everyone to the gate of the camp.

Li Zheng and Yang Laoxie also followed closely behind.

At this time, the stars are shining brightly, the Milky Way is in the sky, the mountain wind blows suddenly, and the forest sea is rolling.

The drunkenness dissipated with the wind, and the hazy drunken eyes suddenly became clear. Wang Guihe shuddered unexpectedly, and raised his arms to hug Jiang Lianheng's shoulders while laughing.

"My eldest nephew, although we don't see each other much, but with your father's relationship, my mountain is the same as your own home. Come back and visit more when you have time! Over the past few decades, death After the death and separation, I don’t have many old friendships left. If you come, I will chat with you about your father and the others, and I will have someone to accompany me to reminisce about old times!”

Jiang Lianheng looked at Wang Guihe steadily, and suddenly whispered: "Uncle Wang, can you take a step to speak?"

"Okay!" Wang Guihe took two steps forward, "Whatever you want to say, just say it!"

"There may be a crackdown on bandits at the military camp recently. Please keep a low profile during this time."

"Hahaha! Don't worry, if I can't even be sure of this little rumor, how can I build a mountain that has been built for more than ten years?"

Jiang Lianheng nodded, looking over Wang Guihe's shoulder and silently looking at the camp behind him.

"Uncle Wang, drink less wine!"

Wang Guihe was startled, then shook his head helplessly and said: "It's late! I'm addicted to drinking, and now I have to drink to death!"

Jiang Lianheng thought for a moment, then said: "Uncle, I'm doing pretty well in Fengtian. The house is big enough and there's room. If you take the time to visit me, just treat it as a fun trip. It won't hurt if you stay a few more days." .”

"Pull him down! I have been in the mountains all my life. I am used to being casual. I suddenly change places. I feel constrained and uncomfortable. The people in the mountains buried me, so I don't want to cause any trouble to you younger generations."

"What's the trouble? It's just an extra pair of chopsticks! If you feel uncomfortable, I will find another house for you to live in. With you here, you can help me calm down when nothing happens."

After saying this, the uncle and nephew laughed happily.

However, the laughter did not last long, and suddenly stopped like the evening wind in the mountains.

"My nephew, he has grown up!"

"Uncle Wang, please think about it."

Wang Guihe looked up at the dark mountains in the distance, remained thoughtfully silent for a while, and finally shook his head.

He patted Jiang Lianheng's shoulder heavily, but said: "Eldest nephew, I appreciate your kindness. But your uncle and I have no other abilities, so I can only do this business. I have been running this cottage for ten years. In the year, I recruited about two hundred people. I have done this in my life, and I can’t let it go.”

Although Jiang Lianheng could understand this, he could not empathize with it after all.

As I get older, my courage to start a business has gradually turned into a desire to be successful.

There will inevitably be conflicts and frictions between the two generations.

Jiang Lianheng didn't force it, he just said: "Uncle Wang, my words are always here anyway, and I don't have any elders. When you want to come to Fengtian, just tell me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big furry horse next to him seemed to understand the meaning, so he snorted impatiently.

Zhao Zhengbei and Han Xinyuan came over with their horses and whispered: "Brother Dao, the road is difficult to walk in the dark. If we don't set off, we won't be able to get back before dawn."

"Hey, yes, yes!"

Wang Guihe seemed to suddenly feel that he was a bit pretentious, so he quickly raised his voice and said with a smile: "Eldest nephew, if you want to leave, then leave quickly. If you don't want to leave, stay. Don't worry. There are wolves on the mountain. It's just a matter of course. Have you brought everything?"

"Well! Don't worry, Uncle Wang!"

Jiang Lian turned over and straddled his horse, and his figure suddenly became much taller.

Wang Guihe ordered his brothers to move away from the horse, and then followed two steps forward, but said: "Come back and take a look if you have nothing to do!"

"it is good!"

Jiang Lianheng stopped the reins, raised his hands and cupped his fists towards the crowd and said, "Uncle Wang, brothers, please stay!"

Li Zheng led several brothers wearing cowboy hats and replied: "Brother Jiang, take care!"

"gone!"

Jiang Lianheng and others immediately turned their horses' heads and walked down the Slingshot Ridge with a "clack-clack-clack" by the starlight that filled the sky like mercury pouring down the ground.

As he rode down the mountain, he looked back from time to time.

In the cottage camp in Slingshot Ridge, orange-red bonfires reflected the sky. Wang Guihe stood outside the camp gate with the light on his back. Behind him stood a group of brothers who looked like silhouettes, surrounding, guarding, and peeping...

Somehow, that sight was a bit creepy.

Soon, the horses turned a corner, and the camp at Slingshot Ridge was covered by mountains and woods, leaving only a faint red light, like a wildfire in the mountains.

Jiang Lianheng suddenly felt that something was missing.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the box gun that his father had given him back then from his arms, raised the muzzle of the gun high, pointed at the dark sky and night above his head, and pulled the trigger three times in succession.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the farewell gunshot was deafening, and the horses ran faster.

For a moment, the birds flew away in fright and the animals scattered in all directions.

Less leaning——

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the camp behind him, three gunshots pierced the night sky, echoing in the deep valley...

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