boom!
boom!
boom!
Wu Yu's face was sinking like water, and he walked quickly through the factory building. Every window along the way was shattered by a shot. The howling cold wind poured in with the continuous sound of the glass, forming strong north-south convection, dispelling the already very thin toxic gas. The fastest update of 999 novel Mobile terminal: https:/m.999xs.com/
"Who--ah!"
As soon as the poisoned bodyguard staggered around the corner, he was shot in the middle of the door by Wu Xu, and fell to the ground. Blood mixed with white brains flowed out of his forehead. Wu Yu leaned over and snatched the assault|gun from the corpse. Before more bodyguards came, he leaned into the corner and kicked the empty wine bottle that he didn't know when he was thrown there.
The glass bottle raised an arc in the dark and crashed into the garbage dump in the far corridor!
Bodyguard conditioned reflex: "There!" "There!"
Several assaults|guns immediately fired at the trash can. At the same moment, Wu Yu appeared from the other corner and fired accurately within a thousandth of a second. The timing, aim, and the utilization of bullets were all at their peak. Several people were too late to react, they were beaten into a sieve in the blink of an eye!
"Who?" "Stop!" "Stop!!"
More horses were attracted by gunshots, but Wu Yu seemed to be a cheetah in the dark night, with non-stop footsteps, forward muzzle, no gap in firepower, terrible quasi-head almost like a meat grinder, harvesting lives along the way. The shell clinked and splashed. When the assault|gun only had the last few bullets left, he held the gun and changed the cartridge, clicked on the trigger, turned around the corner of the corridor, and narrowed his sharp black eyes behind the gas mask.
It's Bu Chonghua!
In the middle of the long corridor, Bu Chonghua was pressing the shark to the ground and pinching his neck, and on the stairs further away, a few horses were roaring and rushing down, the head of the one who had already raised to Bu Chonghua gun--
Too late to greet, not to time to respond, all life and death are at this moment.
Wu Yu raised his gun with both hands and opened fire brazenly, charging out bullets!
dā dā dā dā dā Da!
The hot shells flew in all directions in the narrow space, and the horse on the stairs instantly turned into a human shield, roaring and fleeing. After a few seconds, Wu Yu's full magazine emptied, and he slashed the empty assault gun, and the gun body whirled in mid-air. With a resounding sound, the horse shot by the probe was bloodied!
"Fuck him!" The last bodyguard left red eyes, squatting on the handrail of the stairs, just about to take the opportunity to fire at Wu Yu, but not far away, the young black-clothed death god disappeared—
In the next second, strong wind followed the black shadow from above his head, Wu Yu fell down like a flying falcon, knocking him into the chest with one knee!
With a plop, the bodyguard fell a few steps away, his breastbone collapsed and his whole body twitched. Wu Yu stepped forward and stepped on his chest, leaned over exhaustedly, picked up his gun, and then broke his neck bone with one hand "click!"
The head of the corpse dropped limply, and Wu Yu stood up, panting and looking at Bu Chonghua.
Bu Chonghua lay on his back on the ground, poisoning and physical exhaustion had made his consciousness very tranced, and he could hardly tell whether everything in front of him was reality or dream. He saw the thin figure in black walking step by step, kneeling half by his side, taking off the gas mask, revealing a familiar and sad face.
Is that Wu Yu? he thinks.
Isn't this an illusion?
Wu Yu's chest was violently undulating, and he kept making a bloody hoarse gasp. Holding Bu Chonghua's head in one hand, he grabbed a box of naloxone hydrochloride injection from the ground full of broken glass, gritted his teeth and pulled out the needle to absorb the medicine. , Leaned over and printed a kiss on Bu Chonghua's handsome face full of blood, dust and sweat.
"It will be all right soon," he murmured, "it's okay."
"..."
Bu Chonghua’s amber pupils stared at him, unable to remove the blurred vision from Wu Yu’s face. He wanted to reach out and touch the close eyebrows, but he tried his best to raise his hand but only moved his fingers. Then he felt Tingling came from a vein in the arm.
It was Wu Yu who gave him the poison.
The emergency potion was slowly injected into his body. I don't know if it was a drug or a psychological effect, Bu Chonghua finally recovered a little bit of strength from his dizziness, and intermittently said: "You... don't... this time..."
Don't leave me this time.
The police will come right away, and this will be over soon.
Wu Yu did not answer him, his eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.
"...Wan..." Bu Chonghua closed his eyes and couldn't help but panting, using all his strength to signal upstairs, "Wan Changwen..."
Wu Yu said hoarsely: "It's too late."
Bu Chonghua was extremely dizzy, but soon understood why it was too late.
Wu Yu stood up and quickly checked the shark that had fallen down not far away. There was no foreign body in the mouth and respiratory tract, but the carotid artery stopped beating and there was no pupil reaction. He murmured something silently, it might be a dirty word from the shape of his mouth, and then pulled out another tube of antidote, plunged into the drug lord's arm and pushed it to the bottom, and quickly pressed his heart!
Wu Yu's hands are extremely strong and fast. Each time he presses, he sinks his sternum and feet by five centimeters. He completed three or four sets of CPR within a minute without stopping. All the skillful and calm reactions were almost grabbing people from death. After the last strong press, the shark suddenly trembled, its chest bulged, and its upper body bowed like an electric shock——
At this moment, the vehicle engine rang out one after another outside the door, and the sound of footsteps in the distance came: "Who is there?" "Who!" "Stop!"
The voice was obviously not a policeman. Bu Chonghua's heart sank, and his eyes were raised to meet Wu Yu's constricted pupils, and the two looked into the distance at the same time.
A large group of bodyguards with guns and live ammunition rushed from outside the factory. The two in front were wearing unconscious Wan Changwen, the leading man with silver-rimmed glasses, light gray coat, and a gas mask in his hand. Although embarrassed, the pace was hurried. , It's Qin Chuan!
The bodyguards lost their voices: "Mr. Phillip!"
At this moment, the shark finally breathed in convulsively, he was alive!
The situation that was still stable just now suddenly changed, Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu looked at each other at the same time, and instantly saw the same tension in each other's eyes.
"Inject the antidote for Boss Wan, hurry up." Qin Chuan kept his footsteps instructing his subordinates. When he turned his head, he glanced at Bu Chonghua who was sitting in the corner. At that lightning moment, he could not see any emotions, and then turned to Wu Yu. , Kneeling on the ground, motioned him to hand the shark to himself: "How is Mr. Phillip?"
Wu Yu did not move.
He emptied his hand on the shark's throat, squinted his eyes and stared at Qin Chuan, as if a dangerous thought flashed through in an instant.
Qin Chuan did not back down, glanced at the muzzle lined behind him as if accidentally, and then increased his tone: "How is Mr. Phillip?"
"..."
The confrontation was on the verge of breaking out, but in the eyes of others, it was only half a second, and Wu Yu finally removed his hand.
Qin Chuan loosened his shoulders almost invisibly, and immediately took the shark, quickly checked his breathing and pulse, and beckoned his bodyguard: "Fortunately, the artist saved your boss-immediately moved Mr. Phillip to the car outside and kept him lying on his side. Tilt your head back to keep breathing smooth, hurry! You all go!"
How dare the bodyguard delay this, he immediately took the shark with his hands and feet, and several people simultaneously lifted him and ran out.
"Boss Qin!" Kneeling down on Wan Changwen's side, he raised his head and tremblingly said: "Boss Wan is not awake! What should I do?!"
Wan Changwen didn't wake up, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, obviously he still had the last half breath.
Qin Chuan's expression behind the silver-rimmed glasses moved slightly, but the killing intent that passed by quickly was invisible to all drug dealers except himself.
This is only a momentary matter.
"Leave it to me and the painter. You go outside and continue to rescue Mr. Phillip." When Qin Chuan turned around, he couldn't see the slightest abnormality. The command was clear and could not be refused: "Let your boss lie on the right side with one hand under his face. The hip and knee joints of the left leg are fixed at right angles. Go! Very important!"
The shark looked unpredictable, and his subordinates had no masters, and instinctively said, "Yes!" Then he ran out following Qin Chuan's orders.
Qin Chuan's series of actions are very strong and clear, so it has an immediate effect. The bodyguards who were still full of guns ran outside immediately. Only himself, Wu Yu, Bu Chonghua, who was extremely weak against the wall, and Wan Changwen, who was lying flat on the ground, unconscious, could die at any time.
The atmosphere suddenly became very weird and the swords were drawn. Bu Chonghua turned his head to look at Wu Yu. Wu Yu stared at Qin Chuan on guard. Qin Chuan looked at the corpse on the stairs in the distance, and raised his eyebrows subtly:
"...If I'm not mistaken, your motivation for rescuing Mr. Phillip just now should not be so enthusiastic, was it an artist?"
Wu Yu didn't say a word.
Bu Chonghua’s tone is full of irony: “If I’m not mistaken, you just snatched the shark from us and rushed to send it to the car outside. The motivation seems to be not so loyal!”
Qin Chuan didn't care at all, he blinked his eyes tacitly, and then looked out—Sure enough, a faint sirens sounded in the wind.
"I just want to guard my little shop and enjoy my life. I don't want to be suspected by those desperadoes, nor do I want to go to jail and be visited by my former old colleagues for three meals a day." Qin Chuan looked sincere. Regret: "So embarrassed, step by step. I have a way to deal with the problem, and I won't cooperate too much with either of you."
This bastard surnamed Qin has brought people here since just now, and the order of every sentence and every instruction has been carefully designed. First, a group of assaults|guns suppressed the scene and took away the shark, and then pushed everyone away and left him behind. Anyway, Wu Yu could not tear his face to catch him before the shark was caught, so he now has all his chips, no matter what he wants to say. Said to be confident.
"Why did you just escape the gas chamber?" Bu Chonghua asked, narrowing his eyes.
Qin Chuan walked up to Wan Changwen, and while checking his breath, he said lightly: "Because I never put myself in a situation where there is no way out!"
Wan Changwen's pulse has been like nothing, but there is still a breath of breath. Qin Chuan seemed to feel a little ironic, standing in the increasingly clear sound of the police siren, muttering for a moment, then removed his hand from the lower back|and threw the gun to Bu Chonghua, kicked the old drug lord with his toes:
"He is yours, step by step!"
Bu Chonghua couldn't move, so he raised his hand to take the gun he threw, and his brows beat.
"Go back and tell Yan Xi and the surname Jiang. This is the last time I have to lay down for their courageous cousin. It won't be such a good thing next time." Qin Chuan put his hands in his pockets and turned to Wu politely. Yu: "I'm leaving, painter, are you going with me or staying?"
Bu Chonghua looked at Wu Yu abruptly, facing Wu Yu's pale and bloodless face.
The siren became more and more rushing, but Qin Chuan was calm and relaxed, as if he already knew the answer. Wu Yu lowered his head, his expression could not be clearly seen in the shadows, and a few seconds later he said: "...I will go with you."
Bu Chonghua said angrily: "Wu Yu!"
Qin Chuan said, "I only wait for you for 60 seconds." Then he turned around and strode outward without hesitation.
Outside the factory where the drug dealers were about to escape, the bodyguards continued to rescue the sharks while they were retreating. The urging car horns suddenly rang. Qin Chuan walked out and gestured to them to wait. No one could see the corner of the corridor deep. Wu Yu knelt in front of Bu Chonghua with red eyes and trembling lips. He rubbed his thumb with his belly. His face was stained with gun smoke and blood.
"Don't go, it's too dangerous," Bu Chonghua gasped violently: "It's too dangerous..."
"I know." Every word of Wu Yu seemed to be squeezed out of the sour throat, with a trembling bloody rust: "I know, but there is no way."
He put his cold lips on Bu Chonghua's temples, as if from the strong blood, gunfire, drugs and other odors around him, he would once again capture the familiar smell of the forest and the sea in his memory, which would always be etched deep in his mind.
"Remember what you said to me? You said that some things must be done by someone, and you can't hide for a lifetime by hiding?"
Bu Chonghua seemed to be pierced into the heart by a hot red steel needle, his internal organs curled up with pain.
"——Heavy, faith, and no hesitation..." "No matter how dangerous the front is, I will never stop moving forward!" "Do you know that the more you are afraid of it, do you just want to be a wise coward? "Wu Yu! You can't hide for a lifetime by hiding!"...
Under the vast expanse of the cemetery of the martyrs, he heard his own roar resounding again, echoing clearly, as if in his ears.
"Sorry, I lied to you that day." Wu Yu whispered: "Actually I want to be with you, I just don't dare to admit it."
The dimness and extreme weakness made it difficult for Bu Chonghua to see things clearly. He felt the hot liquid dripping on the side of his nose and falling to the ground along his cheeks.
He couldn't tell whose tears it was.
"If I can't come back, you must live well... live to avenge me."
Wu Yu finally leaned over to kiss his sharp eyebrows, stood up trembling, and wiped his bloody palms on Bu Chonghua's cheeks, which was a decisive farewell, then turned and walked out.
Behind him, Bu Chonghua seemed to be frozen suddenly, his pupils expanded to the extreme in disbelief, and the same picture whizzed through time and space more than 20 years ago——
"Dad, mom, mom..." "The two kids ran out! Go after it!" "There! There!"
"Are we going to die?" The nine-year-old Bu Chonghua wiped away more and more tears, desperately trying to recognize who the boy who had saved him was in front of him, but in the extreme exhaustion and panic, he couldn't see clearly. : "We are dying, what should we do, we are going to find mom and dad——"
One hand covered his incoherent whimper, and the thin half-aged boy stood up, his eyes lit up scary in the dark: "No, you want to live."
"no no……"
"You can only get revenge if you live. Take revenge for your parents."
Little Bu Chonghua shuddered and froze.
The blood-filled palm of the young man wiped the tears from his cheeks, which seemed to be a decisive farewell, and then he jumped out of the dirt pit, like a young leopard with his head covered in blood and desperately fighting, facing the roar of the gangster and the car. The light rushed out!
The unforgettable picture 20 years ago overlaps with this moment, that thin, firm and scarred hand, once again traverses the wars and the separation of life and death, leaving blood-filled fingerprints in the depths of his soul.
"...Wu Yu," Bu Chonghua panted and leaned in the darkness, and stretched out his hand to the half-old child who was running towards the other shore under the moonlight, trying to call him back: "Don't go, Wu Yu..."
But he was actually silent anymore.
The police sirens were getting closer, and the rapid red and blue light reflected the surroundings, reflecting the messy scene full of bullet shells and corpses. Bu Chonghua closed his eyes, and the consciousness that had been running at high intensity for several hours was like the end of a crossbow, and finally reached its limit at this moment and fell into the dark abyss.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Wu Yu's face was sinking like water, and he walked quickly through the factory building. Every window along the way was shattered by a shot. The howling cold wind poured in with the continuous sound of the glass, forming strong north-south convection, dispelling the already very thin toxic gas. The fastest update of 999 novel Mobile terminal: https:/m.999xs.com/
"Who--ah!"
As soon as the poisoned bodyguard staggered around the corner, he was shot in the middle of the door by Wu Xu, and fell to the ground. Blood mixed with white brains flowed out of his forehead. Wu Yu leaned over and snatched the assault|gun from the corpse. Before more bodyguards came, he leaned into the corner and kicked the empty wine bottle that he didn't know when he was thrown there.
The glass bottle raised an arc in the dark and crashed into the garbage dump in the far corridor!
Bodyguard conditioned reflex: "There!" "There!"
Several assaults|guns immediately fired at the trash can. At the same moment, Wu Yu appeared from the other corner and fired accurately within a thousandth of a second. The timing, aim, and the utilization of bullets were all at their peak. Several people were too late to react, they were beaten into a sieve in the blink of an eye!
"Who?" "Stop!" "Stop!!"
More horses were attracted by gunshots, but Wu Yu seemed to be a cheetah in the dark night, with non-stop footsteps, forward muzzle, no gap in firepower, terrible quasi-head almost like a meat grinder, harvesting lives along the way. The shell clinked and splashed. When the assault|gun only had the last few bullets left, he held the gun and changed the cartridge, clicked on the trigger, turned around the corner of the corridor, and narrowed his sharp black eyes behind the gas mask.
It's Bu Chonghua!
In the middle of the long corridor, Bu Chonghua was pressing the shark to the ground and pinching his neck, and on the stairs further away, a few horses were roaring and rushing down, the head of the one who had already raised to Bu Chonghua gun--
Too late to greet, not to time to respond, all life and death are at this moment.
Wu Yu raised his gun with both hands and opened fire brazenly, charging out bullets!
dā dā dā dā dā Da!
The hot shells flew in all directions in the narrow space, and the horse on the stairs instantly turned into a human shield, roaring and fleeing. After a few seconds, Wu Yu's full magazine emptied, and he slashed the empty assault gun, and the gun body whirled in mid-air. With a resounding sound, the horse shot by the probe was bloodied!
"Fuck him!" The last bodyguard left red eyes, squatting on the handrail of the stairs, just about to take the opportunity to fire at Wu Yu, but not far away, the young black-clothed death god disappeared—
In the next second, strong wind followed the black shadow from above his head, Wu Yu fell down like a flying falcon, knocking him into the chest with one knee!
With a plop, the bodyguard fell a few steps away, his breastbone collapsed and his whole body twitched. Wu Yu stepped forward and stepped on his chest, leaned over exhaustedly, picked up his gun, and then broke his neck bone with one hand "click!"
The head of the corpse dropped limply, and Wu Yu stood up, panting and looking at Bu Chonghua.
Bu Chonghua lay on his back on the ground, poisoning and physical exhaustion had made his consciousness very tranced, and he could hardly tell whether everything in front of him was reality or dream. He saw the thin figure in black walking step by step, kneeling half by his side, taking off the gas mask, revealing a familiar and sad face.
Is that Wu Yu? he thinks.
Isn't this an illusion?
Wu Yu's chest was violently undulating, and he kept making a bloody hoarse gasp. Holding Bu Chonghua's head in one hand, he grabbed a box of naloxone hydrochloride injection from the ground full of broken glass, gritted his teeth and pulled out the needle to absorb the medicine. , Leaned over and printed a kiss on Bu Chonghua's handsome face full of blood, dust and sweat.
"It will be all right soon," he murmured, "it's okay."
"..."
Bu Chonghua’s amber pupils stared at him, unable to remove the blurred vision from Wu Yu’s face. He wanted to reach out and touch the close eyebrows, but he tried his best to raise his hand but only moved his fingers. Then he felt Tingling came from a vein in the arm.
It was Wu Yu who gave him the poison.
The emergency potion was slowly injected into his body. I don't know if it was a drug or a psychological effect, Bu Chonghua finally recovered a little bit of strength from his dizziness, and intermittently said: "You... don't... this time..."
Don't leave me this time.
The police will come right away, and this will be over soon.
Wu Yu did not answer him, his eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.
"...Wan..." Bu Chonghua closed his eyes and couldn't help but panting, using all his strength to signal upstairs, "Wan Changwen..."
Wu Yu said hoarsely: "It's too late."
Bu Chonghua was extremely dizzy, but soon understood why it was too late.
Wu Yu stood up and quickly checked the shark that had fallen down not far away. There was no foreign body in the mouth and respiratory tract, but the carotid artery stopped beating and there was no pupil reaction. He murmured something silently, it might be a dirty word from the shape of his mouth, and then pulled out another tube of antidote, plunged into the drug lord's arm and pushed it to the bottom, and quickly pressed his heart!
Wu Yu's hands are extremely strong and fast. Each time he presses, he sinks his sternum and feet by five centimeters. He completed three or four sets of CPR within a minute without stopping. All the skillful and calm reactions were almost grabbing people from death. After the last strong press, the shark suddenly trembled, its chest bulged, and its upper body bowed like an electric shock——
At this moment, the vehicle engine rang out one after another outside the door, and the sound of footsteps in the distance came: "Who is there?" "Who!" "Stop!"
The voice was obviously not a policeman. Bu Chonghua's heart sank, and his eyes were raised to meet Wu Yu's constricted pupils, and the two looked into the distance at the same time.
A large group of bodyguards with guns and live ammunition rushed from outside the factory. The two in front were wearing unconscious Wan Changwen, the leading man with silver-rimmed glasses, light gray coat, and a gas mask in his hand. Although embarrassed, the pace was hurried. , It's Qin Chuan!
The bodyguards lost their voices: "Mr. Phillip!"
At this moment, the shark finally breathed in convulsively, he was alive!
The situation that was still stable just now suddenly changed, Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu looked at each other at the same time, and instantly saw the same tension in each other's eyes.
"Inject the antidote for Boss Wan, hurry up." Qin Chuan kept his footsteps instructing his subordinates. When he turned his head, he glanced at Bu Chonghua who was sitting in the corner. At that lightning moment, he could not see any emotions, and then turned to Wu Yu. , Kneeling on the ground, motioned him to hand the shark to himself: "How is Mr. Phillip?"
Wu Yu did not move.
He emptied his hand on the shark's throat, squinted his eyes and stared at Qin Chuan, as if a dangerous thought flashed through in an instant.
Qin Chuan did not back down, glanced at the muzzle lined behind him as if accidentally, and then increased his tone: "How is Mr. Phillip?"
"..."
The confrontation was on the verge of breaking out, but in the eyes of others, it was only half a second, and Wu Yu finally removed his hand.
Qin Chuan loosened his shoulders almost invisibly, and immediately took the shark, quickly checked his breathing and pulse, and beckoned his bodyguard: "Fortunately, the artist saved your boss-immediately moved Mr. Phillip to the car outside and kept him lying on his side. Tilt your head back to keep breathing smooth, hurry! You all go!"
How dare the bodyguard delay this, he immediately took the shark with his hands and feet, and several people simultaneously lifted him and ran out.
"Boss Qin!" Kneeling down on Wan Changwen's side, he raised his head and tremblingly said: "Boss Wan is not awake! What should I do?!"
Wan Changwen didn't wake up, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, obviously he still had the last half breath.
Qin Chuan's expression behind the silver-rimmed glasses moved slightly, but the killing intent that passed by quickly was invisible to all drug dealers except himself.
This is only a momentary matter.
"Leave it to me and the painter. You go outside and continue to rescue Mr. Phillip." When Qin Chuan turned around, he couldn't see the slightest abnormality. The command was clear and could not be refused: "Let your boss lie on the right side with one hand under his face. The hip and knee joints of the left leg are fixed at right angles. Go! Very important!"
The shark looked unpredictable, and his subordinates had no masters, and instinctively said, "Yes!" Then he ran out following Qin Chuan's orders.
Qin Chuan's series of actions are very strong and clear, so it has an immediate effect. The bodyguards who were still full of guns ran outside immediately. Only himself, Wu Yu, Bu Chonghua, who was extremely weak against the wall, and Wan Changwen, who was lying flat on the ground, unconscious, could die at any time.
The atmosphere suddenly became very weird and the swords were drawn. Bu Chonghua turned his head to look at Wu Yu. Wu Yu stared at Qin Chuan on guard. Qin Chuan looked at the corpse on the stairs in the distance, and raised his eyebrows subtly:
"...If I'm not mistaken, your motivation for rescuing Mr. Phillip just now should not be so enthusiastic, was it an artist?"
Wu Yu didn't say a word.
Bu Chonghua’s tone is full of irony: “If I’m not mistaken, you just snatched the shark from us and rushed to send it to the car outside. The motivation seems to be not so loyal!”
Qin Chuan didn't care at all, he blinked his eyes tacitly, and then looked out—Sure enough, a faint sirens sounded in the wind.
"I just want to guard my little shop and enjoy my life. I don't want to be suspected by those desperadoes, nor do I want to go to jail and be visited by my former old colleagues for three meals a day." Qin Chuan looked sincere. Regret: "So embarrassed, step by step. I have a way to deal with the problem, and I won't cooperate too much with either of you."
This bastard surnamed Qin has brought people here since just now, and the order of every sentence and every instruction has been carefully designed. First, a group of assaults|guns suppressed the scene and took away the shark, and then pushed everyone away and left him behind. Anyway, Wu Yu could not tear his face to catch him before the shark was caught, so he now has all his chips, no matter what he wants to say. Said to be confident.
"Why did you just escape the gas chamber?" Bu Chonghua asked, narrowing his eyes.
Qin Chuan walked up to Wan Changwen, and while checking his breath, he said lightly: "Because I never put myself in a situation where there is no way out!"
Wan Changwen's pulse has been like nothing, but there is still a breath of breath. Qin Chuan seemed to feel a little ironic, standing in the increasingly clear sound of the police siren, muttering for a moment, then removed his hand from the lower back|and threw the gun to Bu Chonghua, kicked the old drug lord with his toes:
"He is yours, step by step!"
Bu Chonghua couldn't move, so he raised his hand to take the gun he threw, and his brows beat.
"Go back and tell Yan Xi and the surname Jiang. This is the last time I have to lay down for their courageous cousin. It won't be such a good thing next time." Qin Chuan put his hands in his pockets and turned to Wu politely. Yu: "I'm leaving, painter, are you going with me or staying?"
Bu Chonghua looked at Wu Yu abruptly, facing Wu Yu's pale and bloodless face.
The siren became more and more rushing, but Qin Chuan was calm and relaxed, as if he already knew the answer. Wu Yu lowered his head, his expression could not be clearly seen in the shadows, and a few seconds later he said: "...I will go with you."
Bu Chonghua said angrily: "Wu Yu!"
Qin Chuan said, "I only wait for you for 60 seconds." Then he turned around and strode outward without hesitation.
Outside the factory where the drug dealers were about to escape, the bodyguards continued to rescue the sharks while they were retreating. The urging car horns suddenly rang. Qin Chuan walked out and gestured to them to wait. No one could see the corner of the corridor deep. Wu Yu knelt in front of Bu Chonghua with red eyes and trembling lips. He rubbed his thumb with his belly. His face was stained with gun smoke and blood.
"Don't go, it's too dangerous," Bu Chonghua gasped violently: "It's too dangerous..."
"I know." Every word of Wu Yu seemed to be squeezed out of the sour throat, with a trembling bloody rust: "I know, but there is no way."
He put his cold lips on Bu Chonghua's temples, as if from the strong blood, gunfire, drugs and other odors around him, he would once again capture the familiar smell of the forest and the sea in his memory, which would always be etched deep in his mind.
"Remember what you said to me? You said that some things must be done by someone, and you can't hide for a lifetime by hiding?"
Bu Chonghua seemed to be pierced into the heart by a hot red steel needle, his internal organs curled up with pain.
"——Heavy, faith, and no hesitation..." "No matter how dangerous the front is, I will never stop moving forward!" "Do you know that the more you are afraid of it, do you just want to be a wise coward? "Wu Yu! You can't hide for a lifetime by hiding!"...
Under the vast expanse of the cemetery of the martyrs, he heard his own roar resounding again, echoing clearly, as if in his ears.
"Sorry, I lied to you that day." Wu Yu whispered: "Actually I want to be with you, I just don't dare to admit it."
The dimness and extreme weakness made it difficult for Bu Chonghua to see things clearly. He felt the hot liquid dripping on the side of his nose and falling to the ground along his cheeks.
He couldn't tell whose tears it was.
"If I can't come back, you must live well... live to avenge me."
Wu Yu finally leaned over to kiss his sharp eyebrows, stood up trembling, and wiped his bloody palms on Bu Chonghua's cheeks, which was a decisive farewell, then turned and walked out.
Behind him, Bu Chonghua seemed to be frozen suddenly, his pupils expanded to the extreme in disbelief, and the same picture whizzed through time and space more than 20 years ago——
"Dad, mom, mom..." "The two kids ran out! Go after it!" "There! There!"
"Are we going to die?" The nine-year-old Bu Chonghua wiped away more and more tears, desperately trying to recognize who the boy who had saved him was in front of him, but in the extreme exhaustion and panic, he couldn't see clearly. : "We are dying, what should we do, we are going to find mom and dad——"
One hand covered his incoherent whimper, and the thin half-aged boy stood up, his eyes lit up scary in the dark: "No, you want to live."
"no no……"
"You can only get revenge if you live. Take revenge for your parents."
Little Bu Chonghua shuddered and froze.
The blood-filled palm of the young man wiped the tears from his cheeks, which seemed to be a decisive farewell, and then he jumped out of the dirt pit, like a young leopard with his head covered in blood and desperately fighting, facing the roar of the gangster and the car. The light rushed out!
The unforgettable picture 20 years ago overlaps with this moment, that thin, firm and scarred hand, once again traverses the wars and the separation of life and death, leaving blood-filled fingerprints in the depths of his soul.
"...Wu Yu," Bu Chonghua panted and leaned in the darkness, and stretched out his hand to the half-old child who was running towards the other shore under the moonlight, trying to call him back: "Don't go, Wu Yu..."
But he was actually silent anymore.
The police sirens were getting closer, and the rapid red and blue light reflected the surroundings, reflecting the messy scene full of bullet shells and corpses. Bu Chonghua closed his eyes, and the consciousness that had been running at high intensity for several hours was like the end of a crossbow, and finally reached its limit at this moment and fell into the dark abyss.
