Chapter 15 Robbery

Many people are asleep, but they are still awake at night, listening to boring dialogues. Immortals also have troubles and annoy the noise of the mortal world.

Guo Hanxiang bit the fuse and pressed it step by step. Maybe he didn't just want me to die, but wanted me to suffer all the pain of struggling before death.

I stared at him. In my opinion, death became so simple, fragmented, and the liver and brain were painted all over the ground; hatred became so complicated, turning an originally sober brain into a rotten stone that only wanted revenge.

The wild dog barked and blew the horn of death. The long teeth that drank blood were biting our aorta, moving, and the blood splashed everywhere.

Guo Hanxiang squeezed a sneer from his teeth, because the fuse was still in his mouth. If he spoke a little more, the whole hostel would be blown up. He suddenly hesitated and said to the crowd, "I don't want this boy to die so soon, and I don't want to involve others and tie him up for me, haha!" The laughter was not loud, but I felt that the four walls trembled.

Xuanqing patted the ground fiercely with his hand, and tears flashed in his eyes. He had no choice but to bury his head on the ground and couldn't help twitching. Life and Death closed his eyes and sighed. Maybe there is no better way for the immortals to come.

"If they don't do anything, you can do it yourself!" After saying that, Guo Hanxiang took out a shiny handcuff from his pocket and threw it at my feet.

I didn't hesitate to pick up the handcuffs on the ground, but I couldn't lock it. I quickly asked him, "How to use this game?"

Guo Hanxiang's face showed anger, stared at me fiercely, waved his hand and let me pass. I slowly moved over, worried and wanted to stabilize him for the time being. In case he was excited, I was not the only one who died. He took the handcuffs and put them on my hands. It was cold, mixed with the sound of gold and iron, like a criminal about to be shot. I looked at Xuanqing on the ground with tears in my eyes. Countless experiences of life and death have never been so calm. Guo Hanxiang locked me, smiled proudly, and patted me on the head: "Kid, let you see the means of 'conduing dragons and tigers' in Wanlong Shouzhuang.

I want to cry without tears, but it's better to blow me up happily. Bandung Shouzhuang has 'four punishments', 'eight methods of subduing tigers', and eight methods of subducing tigers, which are special to punish people who escape from the battle or leak important secrets in the village. They are: stroking the tiger's beard, destroying the tiger's power, seeking tiger skin, chopping tiger wings, eating tiger meat, marinating tiger bones, tiger jumping over the wall, The last move is to return the tiger to the mountain.

are all deadly means, much more vicious than the four punishments of defeating the dragon. The 'Eight Ways of Fuhu' is equivalent to Ling Chi's execution. Follow the steps, unload eight pieces, and then 'return the tiger to the mountain', and the dismembered bodies are buried everywhere. This Wanlong Shouzhuang is worthy of a thousand-year-old brand. It can't kill people, but it has to torture people like this.

But he looked up to me too much. I may not be able to pass the dragon punishment, and he still wants me to touch the torture tools!

Death is not terrible, but being so scared by him, my heart is really a little hairy and I swallowed my saliva. But I can't look back. I really don't know what damage Li Gou did in the rest of my life. I want to die like this in my life.

I was pushed out of the door by him and wanted to look back at Xuanqing. Xuanqing put her hands on the ground, moved forward and shouted, "The leftover!"

I shook my head, but I didn't see the thinness of life and death. I was shocked. This old boy didn't want to save me, but the explosives on Guo's scar's body were quite frightening. If he was a little careless, he would be separated.

Suddenly a stone came, Guo Hanxiang snorted, grabbed my skirt and stepped back two steps. He saw that Guo Hanxiang's cheekbones were swollen and couldn't help blinking in pain. At this moment, Life and Death Bo has rushed to him, with his hands facing each other in the air, trying to hold Guo Hanxiang's upper and lower jaws. Seeing that the two big hands full of horizontal lines were about to press on Guo Hanxiang's head like a strong wind, Life and Death Bo's sharp eyes just now changed slightly and his movements stopped in mid-air.

Guo Hanxiang smiled and said, "I knew you had this. Don't force me to shoot!" Guo Hanxiang hesitated, but his eyes were extremely proud.

I saw Guo Hanxiang holding a pistol in his hand, which was on his abdomen.

I shook my head at Life and Death Bo, signaling not to let him save me again. He sighed and withdrew the movement of his hand. Xuanqing was stunned. When he saw this scene, he sighed and kowtowed heavily on the ground.

Guo Hanxiang dragged me out and rubbed it. He didn't dare to make a big move around his neck. He stared straight at the life and death standing in place.

A vase hit the back of Guo Hanxiang's head. The porcelain pieces splashed everywhere, and blood flowed down his forehead to his mouth. I looked back and saw that it was the owner of the hostel, standing trembling behind Guo Hanxiang, looking at Guo Hanxiang with blood on his face in horror.

Guo Hanxiang turned around, looked at the boss's wife, and pushed me straight out.

I numbly followed Guo Hanxiang out of the hostel. The red light in the distance was still burning, and the moment my heart was extinguished, I wanted to see more of the remaining beauty in the world.

At the end of the street, there was a group of men holding picks, shovels and iron forks, shouting and scolding all the way, rushing to us, thinking that it was the neighbors found by the boss's wife.

Guo Hanxiang unloaded * and scolded angrily, "His grandma's!" After saying that, he kicked me in the back.

I stammered and almost fell to the ground. I wanted to hold my painful waist and eyes, but I was bound by handcuffs. Guo Hanxiang raised his pistol and looked left and right. Looking at a carriage full of straw in the distance, he picked me up and ran up.

But those townspeople have rushed in front of us. Guo Hanxiang fired a shot at the sky and put the townspeople on the spot. The horse was also shocked by the sound of gunfire and his hoofed, shaking his body left and right. Guo Hanxiang sat on top of the haystatch, grabbed me in one hand, holding a bundle of straw in the other hand, afraid of being thrown out of the carriage.

The horse raised its front hoof again and hissed. The reins were broken, and its mouth was bloody. It dragged the grass cart and kept running. I was a little nauseous when I was bumpy. Look at Guo Hanxiang laughing crazily on the haystule. He fired empty guns at the sky.

He is crazy. Anger and excitement are intertwined and can't support themselves. The wild dogs on the street heard the gunshot, sobbed and run into a darker corner.

Those townspeople were fended by gunfire and did not dare to chase them. Guo Hanxiang looked at me crazily. His red eyes were blood condensed by hatred. At this moment, he was about to explode. He slapped me twice and laughed crazily on the haystuff.

The carriage left the town and walked on the bumpy mountain road. Guo Hanxiang didn't know where to find a hemp rope. He was afraid that I would run away and tie my feet. He jumped to the front of the car, raised his whip, and drove the horse forward.

The snow stopped, followed by a gust of cold wind. I arched my body into the straw and looked around. I don't know where I'm going now. Maybe I'll be at the end soon.

It suddenly occurred to me that I could still see the fourth uncle. I don't know whether the fourth uncle died or not. If the fourth uncle is still alive, I will definitely not see it. If the fourth uncle is below and can see me soon, it will be worth death. With a horizontal heart, let the wild horse go crazy.

I don't know how long he walked. Guo Hanxiang glanced at the carriage from time to time, shouting and shouting, and the sound of horse whipping was endless. The old horse may also be dissatisfied with Guo Hanxiang's rude behavior, hissing, and a string of fog came out of his mouth. He stopped in place and kept hoofing.

Guo Hanxiang kept beating the horse's back, but the old horse dragged the car in place. I was puzzled that according to Guo Hanxiang's way of playing, even a sick horse can run ten miles. Old people often say that the eyes of animals are the most spiritual and can see what people can't see. See if the house is a murderous house and take a dog in. If the dog roars and screams, the house can't be lived in. There must be spirits and evil spirits living in it.

I was worried and forgot about it. I was seeing several graves on the hillside on the left side of the mountain road. Behind the grave, several green ghost fires floated up and down.

I was slightly stunned. It's not a good thing to see the grave circle in this wilderness. Maybe the old horse saw something unclean and didn't dare to leave again!

Guo Hanxiang left the whip angrily, and the blood stains on his face were brought by sweat. Even the evil spirits would be scared away by him! He climbed up the haystock, grabbed my neck, jumped off the carriage, and was about to move forward, but he was shocked by the terrible scene in front of him!

I scolded my mother and came to rob the prison car!