Chapter 88
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The wind is blowing in the mountains.
Laojun Mountain, more than 2000 meters above sea level, is located between the Funiu Mountains.
The mountain wind is sharp and cold at night.
There is fog condensing in the air, until dawn, all outdoor furnishings and furniture will be stained with a layer of water vapor on the surface.
In the yard, someone threw new firewood into the campfire, and the light of the fire was obscured by the new firewood.
The flickering fire reflected in the slowly flowing fog, like a wonderful light and shadow at night.
In the shadow, a young man with a knife stood silently between the mist and the shadow, looking at the single gangster outside the gate.
It was not until this moment that he understood what ye Wan said
Life is really very fragile, a knife into the heart, whether the other party is a big person will die.
But killing is not easy.
Because what you have to face is the cruelest thing in the world.
Qingchen tied a stolen scarf on his face and said nothing.
The mobile phone signal at the top of the mountain was intermittent, but the gangster was on the safe side. Everyone changed the police walkie talkie and pinned it to his left chest.
Qingchen silently counted in his heart. Every ten minutes, the gangster would bow his head and press the walkie talkie to answer something.
Suddenly, a gust of mountain wind came, and the campfire piled with firewood in the courtyard suddenly flourished, reflecting the world outside the courtyard.
At this time, Qing Chen, who is hiding in the corner, suddenly sees that the gangster outside the door seems to be aware by the light of the fire. He looks at himself with a puzzled look and comes closer.
Qingchen's heart is tight.
However, at this time, Li Tongyun appeared outside the gate of the inn.
She stood at the door and timidly said to the gangster, "Uncle policeman, have you seen my mother?"
The gangster was stunned: "your mother? I didn't see it. Come here, little friend. Will uncle policeman help you find your mother? "
In a flash, he suddenly realized that it was wrong!
Attack!
The gangster subconsciously raised his left hand and waved his baton to one side, while his right hand stretched to his waist to draw the gun.
The campfire was in the flickering light and shadow over the wall.
In the mist, the boy has come to him quietly.
Close at hand, a knife's distance.
Qingchen suddenly ducked the baton waved by the other party, just like turning to the front of the gangster with the roar of the mountain wind.
The dagger in Qingchen's hand stabs the gangster's left hand, who is about to draw the gun. When the other party knows that he has no time to take the gun, he subconsciously shrinks.
The young man's blade is down, and the gangster's instinctive arms are down, trying to catch the young man's hand.
But Qingchen seems to have expected a small step back, the other side's waving left hand and baton are hit in the air.
No!
The gangster looked up into the night in astonishment.
But he could only see the young man's eyes, staring at himself coldly.
Just as he was exhausted, the dagger in the fierce boy's hand went through the mist again.
Through the gap between his arms.
"Breathe."
Li Shutong said that the most important thing in the battle between beasts is breathing.
That's the key to your body's oxygen content and conscious will. Once you understand the importance of breathing, you will control yourself and everything.
Be a hunter or a prey, choose for yourself.
Electric light flint, Qingchen masked scarf edge has flame lines suddenly bloom!
It seems that all the forces rush to gather on the right hand, and then pass it to the tip of the knife, penetrating into the villain's spleen.
The gangster's eyes suddenly glared at the bell.
What happened in this short moment?
The masked boy's actions are flowing and complete, as if everything has been calculated. He knows that he is going to wave his baton, that he is afraid to continue to draw his gun under feint attack, and that he is fighting with his arms in chaos.
The other side knew everything, so they all dodged, and didn't give him the opportunity of positive contact at all.
Until the dagger goes into his spleen, this is the real physical contact between the two sides.
In the psychological game of a close combat, every step of oneself is within the calculation of the other party.
It's like playing in a play written by a teenager.
The youth also wrote the ending for themselves early.
Knowing that he didn't have much time, the gangster struggled to reach for the walkie talkie.
However, the young man rushed forward against the gangster's body and put him on the wall of the courtyard.
Qingchen's left hand covers each other's mouth, and his right hand stirs with a knife.
The mechanical limbs of the gangster's legs want to exert force, but the intense pain is transmitted to his brain, which almost blocks all his effective thinking.
The spleen is the human body's blood storage machine. In an instant, a large amount of blood flows from the other party's broken spleen, and then flows to Qingchen's hand along the dagger.
It's warm blood, and the temperature of the cold night reminds Qingchen what is death.
When the gangster lost his heart and breath, Qingchen slowly drew out the dagger.
The masked boy stood in front of the body panting, quietly did not know what he was thinking.
The blood dropped from the tip of the knife in his hand, drop by drop on the cement road.
It turns out that this is the feeling of killing people.
Qingchen's breathing is not because of fatigue and cardiopulmonary load, but because he has an inexplicable fear and panic in his heart.
Only then did he realize why Li Shutong said that the first killing must be done with a knife.
Take a gun and kill people. If you hit a gun dozens of meters away, people will be gone.
In that case, your emotions and reactions will be blurred because of the distance. It's not like killing a person, it's more like hitting a target.
I can't see the blood, I can't feel the heartbeat disappearing.
You don't fear life.
As a teacher, Li Shutong can't witness a student killing for the first time, but he has taught Qingchen the most important lesson: how to revere life.
"Brother Qingchen," Li Tongyun called in a low voice.
This voice pulls Qing Chen back to reality, like a hand holding his sleeve tightly before he falls into the abyss.
The boy turned to see Li Tongyun not far away.
The little girl didn't speak, as if she was shocked by the scene just now.
She saw with her own eyes that the masked boy killed people fiercely, and saw with her own eyes that life was gone.
Qingchen comes to her and squats down.
He didn't take off the scarf on his face, but asked softly, "are you afraid?"
Li Tongyun nodded tearfully from the corner of his eyes: "a little bit."
"What's the matter, your mother?" Qingchen asked.
At this time, Jiang Xuecai rushed downstairs, looking for the figure of Li Tongyun.
Even if Qingchen covers her face, she can recognize the boy at a glance, because her scarf is on the other side's face.
So, when she found Li Tongyun and Qingchen together, she was relieved.
Jiang Xue came to the door and explained to Qingchen, "I just went to the toilet, but as soon as I came out, she disappeared. Xiao Yun, you scared mother to death! "
Li Tongyun bowed his head: "I just want to help brother Qingchen."
Qing Chen Leng for a while, the original other party appeared here is not accidental, is to help themselves.
After thinking about it, he planned to raise his hand to pat Li Tongyun's head. As a result, he remembered that his hand was full of blood, so he slowly took back his arm.
Can not wait for him to completely take back, but see Li Tongyun hand to grasp his palm, on his head: "Qingchen brother, pay attention to safety, my mother and I wait for you to come back."
"Well," Qingchen laughed, "it's a deal."
After that, he asked Jiang Xue to help pull the body of the gangster into the homestay yard, and then handed the pistol between the gangster's waist to Jiang Xue: "I'm going to sneak into the yunshang inn. Once I shoot there, even if I install a muffler, it will attract attention, so here you are."
Jiang Xue shook his head: "you take it, you are more dangerous. Once it's a matter of life or death, it doesn't matter whether it will attract attention, just shoot. "
Qing Chen Leng for a while, and then smile to unload the gangster waist holster, tied to his waist.
Although he did not touch the gun, he did not know how to use the gun, and shooting would attract the attention of other gangsters to be besieged.
But it's better to have a gun than not.
Li Shutong said that a knight must use a knife to kill people for the first time, and he has done so now.
I don't think it's the first time.
You can use a gun.
Qingchen patted Li Tongyun's head: "this time you must be obedient, wait for me to come back."
"Well," Li Tongyun nodded.
At this time, the walkie talkie on the body's chest rang out: "now start counting, 1."
The gangsters' voice came coldly: "2."
“3.”
“4.”
There was a little pause in this moment. Qingchen immediately opened his breathing technique, and with perfect memory, he perfectly reproduced the voice of the gangster: "5."
He was about to turn off the intercom when a new count came from the loudspeaker.
“6.”
“7.”
“8.”
Qing Chen suddenly froze.
Gangster... Three more!
……
Ask for a monthly ticket!
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The wind is blowing in the mountains.
Laojun Mountain, more than 2000 meters above sea level, is located between the Funiu Mountains.
The mountain wind is sharp and cold at night.
There is fog condensing in the air, until dawn, all outdoor furnishings and furniture will be stained with a layer of water vapor on the surface.
In the yard, someone threw new firewood into the campfire, and the light of the fire was obscured by the new firewood.
The flickering fire reflected in the slowly flowing fog, like a wonderful light and shadow at night.
In the shadow, a young man with a knife stood silently between the mist and the shadow, looking at the single gangster outside the gate.
It was not until this moment that he understood what ye Wan said
Life is really very fragile, a knife into the heart, whether the other party is a big person will die.
But killing is not easy.
Because what you have to face is the cruelest thing in the world.
Qingchen tied a stolen scarf on his face and said nothing.
The mobile phone signal at the top of the mountain was intermittent, but the gangster was on the safe side. Everyone changed the police walkie talkie and pinned it to his left chest.
Qingchen silently counted in his heart. Every ten minutes, the gangster would bow his head and press the walkie talkie to answer something.
Suddenly, a gust of mountain wind came, and the campfire piled with firewood in the courtyard suddenly flourished, reflecting the world outside the courtyard.
At this time, Qing Chen, who is hiding in the corner, suddenly sees that the gangster outside the door seems to be aware by the light of the fire. He looks at himself with a puzzled look and comes closer.
Qingchen's heart is tight.
However, at this time, Li Tongyun appeared outside the gate of the inn.
She stood at the door and timidly said to the gangster, "Uncle policeman, have you seen my mother?"
The gangster was stunned: "your mother? I didn't see it. Come here, little friend. Will uncle policeman help you find your mother? "
In a flash, he suddenly realized that it was wrong!
Attack!
The gangster subconsciously raised his left hand and waved his baton to one side, while his right hand stretched to his waist to draw the gun.
The campfire was in the flickering light and shadow over the wall.
In the mist, the boy has come to him quietly.
Close at hand, a knife's distance.
Qingchen suddenly ducked the baton waved by the other party, just like turning to the front of the gangster with the roar of the mountain wind.
The dagger in Qingchen's hand stabs the gangster's left hand, who is about to draw the gun. When the other party knows that he has no time to take the gun, he subconsciously shrinks.
The young man's blade is down, and the gangster's instinctive arms are down, trying to catch the young man's hand.
But Qingchen seems to have expected a small step back, the other side's waving left hand and baton are hit in the air.
No!
The gangster looked up into the night in astonishment.
But he could only see the young man's eyes, staring at himself coldly.
Just as he was exhausted, the dagger in the fierce boy's hand went through the mist again.
Through the gap between his arms.
"Breathe."
Li Shutong said that the most important thing in the battle between beasts is breathing.
That's the key to your body's oxygen content and conscious will. Once you understand the importance of breathing, you will control yourself and everything.
Be a hunter or a prey, choose for yourself.
Electric light flint, Qingchen masked scarf edge has flame lines suddenly bloom!
It seems that all the forces rush to gather on the right hand, and then pass it to the tip of the knife, penetrating into the villain's spleen.
The gangster's eyes suddenly glared at the bell.
What happened in this short moment?
The masked boy's actions are flowing and complete, as if everything has been calculated. He knows that he is going to wave his baton, that he is afraid to continue to draw his gun under feint attack, and that he is fighting with his arms in chaos.
The other side knew everything, so they all dodged, and didn't give him the opportunity of positive contact at all.
Until the dagger goes into his spleen, this is the real physical contact between the two sides.
In the psychological game of a close combat, every step of oneself is within the calculation of the other party.
It's like playing in a play written by a teenager.
The youth also wrote the ending for themselves early.
Knowing that he didn't have much time, the gangster struggled to reach for the walkie talkie.
However, the young man rushed forward against the gangster's body and put him on the wall of the courtyard.
Qingchen's left hand covers each other's mouth, and his right hand stirs with a knife.
The mechanical limbs of the gangster's legs want to exert force, but the intense pain is transmitted to his brain, which almost blocks all his effective thinking.
The spleen is the human body's blood storage machine. In an instant, a large amount of blood flows from the other party's broken spleen, and then flows to Qingchen's hand along the dagger.
It's warm blood, and the temperature of the cold night reminds Qingchen what is death.
When the gangster lost his heart and breath, Qingchen slowly drew out the dagger.
The masked boy stood in front of the body panting, quietly did not know what he was thinking.
The blood dropped from the tip of the knife in his hand, drop by drop on the cement road.
It turns out that this is the feeling of killing people.
Qingchen's breathing is not because of fatigue and cardiopulmonary load, but because he has an inexplicable fear and panic in his heart.
Only then did he realize why Li Shutong said that the first killing must be done with a knife.
Take a gun and kill people. If you hit a gun dozens of meters away, people will be gone.
In that case, your emotions and reactions will be blurred because of the distance. It's not like killing a person, it's more like hitting a target.
I can't see the blood, I can't feel the heartbeat disappearing.
You don't fear life.
As a teacher, Li Shutong can't witness a student killing for the first time, but he has taught Qingchen the most important lesson: how to revere life.
"Brother Qingchen," Li Tongyun called in a low voice.
This voice pulls Qing Chen back to reality, like a hand holding his sleeve tightly before he falls into the abyss.
The boy turned to see Li Tongyun not far away.
The little girl didn't speak, as if she was shocked by the scene just now.
She saw with her own eyes that the masked boy killed people fiercely, and saw with her own eyes that life was gone.
Qingchen comes to her and squats down.
He didn't take off the scarf on his face, but asked softly, "are you afraid?"
Li Tongyun nodded tearfully from the corner of his eyes: "a little bit."
"What's the matter, your mother?" Qingchen asked.
At this time, Jiang Xuecai rushed downstairs, looking for the figure of Li Tongyun.
Even if Qingchen covers her face, she can recognize the boy at a glance, because her scarf is on the other side's face.
So, when she found Li Tongyun and Qingchen together, she was relieved.
Jiang Xue came to the door and explained to Qingchen, "I just went to the toilet, but as soon as I came out, she disappeared. Xiao Yun, you scared mother to death! "
Li Tongyun bowed his head: "I just want to help brother Qingchen."
Qing Chen Leng for a while, the original other party appeared here is not accidental, is to help themselves.
After thinking about it, he planned to raise his hand to pat Li Tongyun's head. As a result, he remembered that his hand was full of blood, so he slowly took back his arm.
Can not wait for him to completely take back, but see Li Tongyun hand to grasp his palm, on his head: "Qingchen brother, pay attention to safety, my mother and I wait for you to come back."
"Well," Qingchen laughed, "it's a deal."
After that, he asked Jiang Xue to help pull the body of the gangster into the homestay yard, and then handed the pistol between the gangster's waist to Jiang Xue: "I'm going to sneak into the yunshang inn. Once I shoot there, even if I install a muffler, it will attract attention, so here you are."
Jiang Xue shook his head: "you take it, you are more dangerous. Once it's a matter of life or death, it doesn't matter whether it will attract attention, just shoot. "
Qing Chen Leng for a while, and then smile to unload the gangster waist holster, tied to his waist.
Although he did not touch the gun, he did not know how to use the gun, and shooting would attract the attention of other gangsters to be besieged.
But it's better to have a gun than not.
Li Shutong said that a knight must use a knife to kill people for the first time, and he has done so now.
I don't think it's the first time.
You can use a gun.
Qingchen patted Li Tongyun's head: "this time you must be obedient, wait for me to come back."
"Well," Li Tongyun nodded.
At this time, the walkie talkie on the body's chest rang out: "now start counting, 1."
The gangsters' voice came coldly: "2."
“3.”
“4.”
There was a little pause in this moment. Qingchen immediately opened his breathing technique, and with perfect memory, he perfectly reproduced the voice of the gangster: "5."
He was about to turn off the intercom when a new count came from the loudspeaker.
“6.”
“7.”
“8.”
Qing Chen suddenly froze.
Gangster... Three more!
……
Ask for a monthly ticket!
The wind is blowing in the mountains.Laojun Mountain, more than 2000 meters above sea level, is located between the Funiu Mountains.The mountain wind is sharp and cold at night.There is fog condensing in the air, until dawn, all outdoor furnishings and furniture will be stained with a layer of water vapor on the surface.In the yard, someone threw new firewood into the campfire, and the light of the fire was obscured by the new firewood.The flickering fire reflected in the slowly flowing fog, like a wonderful light and shadow at night.In the shadow, a young man with a knife stood silently between the mist and the shadow, looking at the single gangster outside the gate.It was not until this moment that he understood what ye Wan saidLife is really very fragile, a knife into the heart, whether the other party is a big person will die.But killing is not easy.Because what you have to face is the cruelest thing in the world.Qingchen tied a stolen scarf on his face and said nothing.The mobile phone signal at the top of the mountain was intermittent, but the gangster was on the safe side. Everyone changed the police walkie talkie and pinned it to his left chest.Qingchen silently counted in his heart. Every ten minutes, the gangster would bow his head and press the walkie talkie to answer something.Suddenly, a gust of mountain wind came, and the campfire piled with firewood in the courtyard suddenly flourished, reflecting the world outside the courtyard.At this time, Qing Chen, who is hiding in the corner, suddenly sees that the gangster outside the door seems to be aware by the light of the fire. He looks at himself with a puzzled look and comes closer.Qingchen's heart is tight.However, at this time, Li Tongyun appeared outside the gate of the inn.She stood at the door and timidly said to the gangster, "Uncle policeman, have you seen my mother?"The gangster was stunned: "your mother? I didn't see it. Come here, little friend. Will uncle policeman help you find your mother? "In a flash, he suddenly realized that it was wrong!Attack!The gangster subconsciously raised his left hand and waved his baton to one side, while his right hand stretched to his waist to draw the gun.The campfire was in the flickering light and shadow over the wall.In the mist, the boy has come to him quietly.Close at hand, a knife's distance.Qingchen suddenly ducked the baton waved by the other party, just like turning to the front of the gangster with the roar of the mountain wind.The dagger in Qingchen's hand stabs the gangster's left hand, who is about to draw the gun. When the other party knows that he has no time to take the gun, he subconsciously shrinks.The young man's blade is down, and the gangster's instinctive arms are down, trying to catch the young man's hand.But Qingchen seems to have expected a small step back, the other side's waving left hand and baton are hit in the air.No!The gangster looked up into the night in astonishment.But he could only see the young man's eyes, staring at himself coldly.Just as he was exhausted, the dagger in the fierce boy's hand went through the mist again.Through the gap between his arms."Breathe."Li Shutong said that the most important thing in the battle between beasts is breathing.That's the key to your body's oxygen content and conscious will. Once you understand the importance of breathing, you will control yourself and everything.Be a hunter or a prey, choose for yourself.Electric light flint, Qingchen masked scarf edge has flame lines suddenly bloom!It seems that all the forces rush to gather on the right hand, and then pass it to the tip of the knife, penetrating into the villain's spleen.The gangster's eyes suddenly glared at the bell.What happened in this short moment?The masked boy's actions are flowing and complete, as if everything has been calculated. He knows that he is going to wave his baton, that he is afraid to continue to draw his gun under feint attack, and that he is fighting with his arms in chaos.The other side knew everything, so they all dodged, and didn't give him the opportunity of positive contact at all.Until the dagger goes into his spleen, this is the real physical contact between the two sides.In the psychological game of a close combat, every step of oneself is within the calculation of the other party.It's like playing in a play written by a teenager.The youth also wrote the ending for themselves early.Knowing that he didn't have much time, the gangster struggled to reach for the walkie talkie.However, the young man rushed forward against the gangster's body and put him on the wall of the courtyard.Qingchen's left hand covers each other's mouth, and his right hand stirs with a knife.The mechanical limbs of the gangster's legs want to exert force, but the intense pain is transmitted to his brain, which almost blocks all his effective thinking.The spleen is the human body's blood storage machine. In an instant, a large amount of blood flows from the other party's broken spleen, and then flows to Qingchen's hand along the dagger.It's warm blood, and the temperature of the cold night reminds Qingchen what is death.When the gangster lost his heart and breath, Qingchen slowly drew out the dagger.The masked boy stood in front of the body panting, quietly did not know what he was thinking.The blood dropped from the tip of the knife in his hand, drop by drop on the cement road.It turns out that this is the feeling of killing people.Qingchen's breathing is not because of fatigue and cardiopulmonary load, but because he has an inexplicable fear and panic in his heart.Only then did he realize why Li Shutong said that the first killing must be done with a knife.Take a gun and kill people. If you hit a gun dozens of meters away, people will be gone.In that case, your emotions and reactions will be blurred because of the distance. It's not like killing a person, it's more like hitting a target.I can't see the blood, I can't feel the heartbeat disappearing.You don't fear life.As a teacher, Li Shutong can't witness a student killing for the first time, but he has taught Qingchen the most important lesson: how to revere life."Brother Qingchen," Li Tongyun called in a low voice.This voice pulls Qing Chen back to reality, like a hand holding his sleeve tightly before he falls into the abyss.The boy turned to see Li Tongyun not far away.The little girl didn't speak, as if she was shocked by the scene just now.She saw with her own eyes that the masked boy killed people fiercely, and saw with her own eyes that life was gone.Qingchen comes to her and squats down.He didn't take off the scarf on his face, but asked softly, "are you afraid?"Li Tongyun nodded tearfully from the corner of his eyes: "a little bit.""What's the matter, your mother?" Qingchen asked.At this time, Jiang Xuecai rushed downstairs, looking for the figure of Li Tongyun.Even if Qingchen covers her face, she can recognize the boy at a glance, because her scarf is on the other side's face.So, when she found Li Tongyun and Qingchen together, she was relieved.Jiang Xue came to the door and explained to Qingchen, "I just went to the toilet, but as soon as I came out, she disappeared. Xiao Yun, you scared mother to death! "Li Tongyun bowed his head: "I just want to help brother Qingchen."Qing Chen Leng for a while, the original other party appeared here is not accidental, is to help themselves.After thinking about it, he planned to raise his hand to pat Li Tongyun's head. As a result, he remembered that his hand was full of blood, so he slowly took back his arm.Can not wait for him to completely take back, but see Li Tongyun hand to grasp his palm, on his head: "Qingchen brother, pay attention to safety, my mother and I wait for you to come back.""Well," Qingchen laughed, "it's a deal."After that, he asked Jiang Xue to help pull the body of the gangster into the homestay yard, and then handed the pistol between the gangster's waist to Jiang Xue: "I'm going to sneak into the yunshang inn. Once I shoot there, even if I install a muffler, it will attract attention, so here you are."Jiang Xue shook his head: "you take it, you are more dangerous. Once it's a matter of life or death, it doesn't matter whether it will attract attention, just shoot. "Qing Chen Leng for a while, and then smile to unload the gangster waist holster, tied to his waist.Although he did not touch the gun, he did not know how to use the gun, and shooting would attract the attention of other gangsters to be besieged.But it's better to have a gun than not.Li Shutong said that a knight must use a knife to kill people for the first time, and he has done so now.I don't think it's the first time.You can use a gun.Qingchen patted Li Tongyun's head: "this time you must be obedient, wait for me to come back.""Well," Li Tongyun nodded.At this time, the walkie talkie on the body's chest rang out: "now start counting, 1."The gangsters' voice came coldly: "2."3.4.There was a little pause in this moment. Qingchen immediately opened his breathing technique, and with perfect memory, he perfectly reproduced the voice of the gangster: "5."He was about to turn off the intercom when a new count came from the loudspeaker.6.7.8.Qing Chen suddenly froze.Gangster... Three more!Ask for a monthly ticket!
