City Marshal

Nameless Nie suddenly realized, and praised sincerely: "Ouyang Wuhua has doubts in his heart, so he will definitely send someone to check, and the check must be a large number of people to do the autopsy. Of course, he will consider that we are alive, because if Brother Biao wins, he must be in the corridor right now. Say hello!"

Chu Tian nodded solemnly, and said with a low laugh, "That's right!"

But after lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Nameless Nie frowned and asked, "But young commander, although we are all still alive, we are all injured. If we rely on this place to fight against the enemy, we may be shot to death. After all The follow-up enemies are definitely stronger than Brother Biao and the others!"

Chu Tian put the gun on his waist, and said intriguingly: "This time there will be no battle, let's ambush!"

Everyone trembled slightly, and said excitedly: "Ambush? How to ambush?"

Chutian called them over and whispered for a while, everyone's blank eyes gradually became hot, and finally they became full of confidence, Huo Pao even smiled and said to Chu Tian: "Young commander, you are like a wolf in our mountains , They are vicious and cunning in dealing with the enemy..." Chu Tian patted them on the shoulder, and then turned the conversation: "Hurry up and deal with the wound!"

The four artillery brothers hurriedly nodded obediently, and took out homemade wound medicine to treat each other. These are the medicines they used to treat gunshot wounds when they were hunting. There was a lot of pain relief on the face.

Tian Yangsheng took the steamed buns in his mouth and went around on guard with a black knife in his hand.

Just when Chutian picked up two more guns and was about to lead them to work, Nameless Nie's body trembled slightly and coughed. Chutian's eyes were slightly trembling and he hurriedly supported him. From the functional reactions of his body, he knew that he was injured. So he asked in a low voice: "Are you hanged? Does it matter?"

Nameless Nie took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "I've been shot, I must take it out!"

After he finished speaking, he tore off his shirt violently. Under the light of the wall lamp, his muscular muscles rolled like quicksilver, and his masculine aura seemed to burst the bedroom. It seemed that the two gunshot wounds on his body were bloody and bloody.

After getting along for so long, everyone had a tacit understanding, and Chu Tian went back to the bathroom to get out towels and wine.

The life of the cemetery administrator is extremely good. They drink XO famous wine, which shows how profitable the Jinshan Cemetery is. Nameless Nie dipped a towel in XO wine to disinfect it, and then tore the towel into four or five long strips. Bandaged a bit, it does not affect the movement on it.

But the gunshot wound on his left shoulder was more troublesome. He first used the sterilized gun to probe.

After determining the location of the warhead, he cut open the wound with a military thorn, then inserted the index finger and middle finger of his right hand along the cut skin, and obviously squirmed and turned over, looking for it, and finally put the peanut-sized dye The blood warhead was dug out abruptly.

His wound, which was already bloody and bloody, made people dare not pay attention to it, and it became more and more hideous and terrifying. The blood gushed out, like a broken embankment. In an instant, the towel was soaked, and Chu Tian held his breath again. He tied the towel and quickly poured all the XO on it.

The blood was temporarily suppressed!Nameless Nie's face was calm, and there was even a doctor's superior indifference. Chu Tian lowered his head in thought and took out four or five cigarettes from Brother Biao's pocket, lit them all and put them in Nameless Nie's mouth, although the latter usually No smoking, but at this time it is a good pain reliever.

While puffing out the clouds in a leisurely manner, Nameless Nie continued to treat his wound mercilessly, with an indifferent expression as if he was not the one who was injured, but the bean-sized beads of sweat fell soundlessly On the floor, a mouth full of steel teeth was also clenching.

While they were busy treating the wound, Ouyang Wuhua was standing in the cemetery of Chen Taishan's ancestral grave.

Behind him are dozens of loyalists and gunmen of the Kong family. Even Song Huihuang is standing beside him and looking at the building where Chutian is located. Four or five computers next to him are displaying the surveillance images of each floor. The enlarged images are Brother Biao and the others. The corridor on the seventh floor that I rushed in, the picture is high-definition.

Looking at the silent corridor, Song Huihuang showed some surprise, lowered his voice and said to Ouyang Wuhua: "Team Leader Ouyang, no one came out after the gunshots stopped in the building. Could it be that the two sides really died together? This Chutian is too domineering, right? A few people will kill dozens of elites."

The rainwater hit the steps in front of the Chen Family Mausoleum, washing away the dirty sand.

Ouyang Wuhua didn't have any emotional ups and downs on his face, he looked at the building in the rain with his hands behind his back and said: "According to this situation, either both sides will be injured and become corpses, or Chutian killed Brother Biao and is panting, but it's fine anyway, I don't care. Let Chu Tian survive tonight!"

"According to the agreed time, let's wait another 5 minutes!"

Song Huihuang exhaled heavily, and then sighed softly: "Team Leader Ouyang, why do we bother? Just now, after judging Chutian's position, we fired rockets directly, which is far better than asking Biao and the others to kill Chutian That's good, Shuai Jun is not an easy master!"

"Use rockets, it's easy!"

The corner of Ouyang Wuhua's mouth curled up into a smile, and he replied noncommittally: "Rockets? That's a way to tear the skin. It's okay if you can kill Chutian. In case he or the fish that slipped through the net escape, we will take it." Have you ever thought about the price you will pay when you come down?"

Song Huihuang was slightly stunned, shook his head and said, "What price?"

Ouyang Wuhua stared at the building in the rain, and his tone suddenly became calm: "If the commander-in-chief knows that we use rockets to attack Chutian, then Taiwan will probably enter a period of terror within two days. Throw the mortars and mines into Taiwan!"

Song Huihuang's heart skipped a beat, as if he had figured out something.

After a short pause, Ouyang Wuhua continued: "At that time, we will go out not to worry about being headshot by the handsome army, but to worry whether they will throw bombs and rockets, and Taiwan will fall into panic because of this, so this kind of relentless confrontation cannot Do not use it as a last resort!"

Song Huihuang focused his eyes and nodded slightly.

Ouyang Wuhua coughed twice, and continued to speak: "If it is really used, it must kill Chutian completely! Otherwise, you will be asking for trouble! Not only will it not have the effect of driving away the handsome army, but it will make Taiwan become turbulent. Then You and I are the sinners of the party-state!"

"That's why I would rather sacrifice ninety lives than bomb two random bombs!"

Seeing that Song Huihuang seemed to be in deep thought, Ouyang Wuhua did not forget to add a few sentences: "More importantly, if people from the Democratic Party find out, they will seize this matter and attack Mr. Ma. Weapons, our public opinion is crashing!"

Song Huihuang nodded suddenly, with admiration in his eyes, he said, "It's still Team Leader Ouyang who is thoughtful, but what should we do? Now the water in this pool is neither dead nor alive, and we don't know what's going on inside. Should we continue to send people to attack or retreat?"

Ouyang Wuhua couldn't suppress coughing again and again, his frail body trembled.

The confidants who have followed him for many years seem to know his physical condition, so he hurriedly put a light cloth chair behind him, and picked up a thermos bottle from the table and handed it to him. Ouyang Wuhua took the heavy thermos bottle and gently He turned away and drank a couple of sips, then said to Song Huihuang: "It's almost the time we agreed on, it seems Brother Biao and the others are in danger!"

Song Huihuang smelled the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and asked politely: "Group leader Ouyang, are you feeling unwell?"

After gulping down twice, Ouyang Wuhua wiped the medicine juice around his mouth and replied: "A few days ago I felt the wind and cold, except for coughing and headache, there is nothing serious about it. Now there is no movement in the building, Mr. Song, you are here Two brothers sit in town, I will take someone to find out!"

"If my guess is correct, it is likely to be a lose-lose situation!"

Ouyang Wuhua stood up but coughed repeatedly and sat down, making people feel that his body was so weak that he was about to collapse. Song Huihuang looked around and frowned slightly, then pressed Ouyang Wuhua's shoulder and said: "Group leader Ouyang, go to check Chu Let me go if you are born or die!"

"You are not in good health, it is better to sit in command!"