Chapter 72 The First Bloody Night
Feng Qi was the least picky eater. After taking a sip of something she didn't know what it was called, it felt like a mouthful of sand. Her eyebrows were twisted into a knot and she quickly spat it out.
The four of them sat down in an open space nearby, put their food aside, and complained in low voices.
Feng Qi: "These fucking foreign devils, they want to grab everything, but they didn't even think to grab two cookbooks. The food they cook tastes worse than pig food."
They couldn't eat much, but the others were swallowing in big mouthfuls like hungry wolves.
Seeing that they didn't eat, many people glanced over.
Cheng Yaoyao waved her hand and called Zhu Jiumei and several other little girls over, asking them to take it and eat it.
Luo Jiu glanced at the greedy eyes of others and quickly stopped them, "Don't take it away, eat it here."
She wanted to see who would be so shameless as to come and snatch things from them.
After a while, several men on the same boat came over with bowls.
Father Qi was beaten and had difficulty moving. He sat down with great effort and asked in a low voice: "I heard that the Qinglong Gang is targeting you?"
Zhong Jialing smiled and said, "You got the news pretty quickly."
Father Qi sighed, "You are still able to laugh, little girl, you are in big trouble.
I heard from the old people here that Da Dao Xiong is not someone you can easily mess with. He has a good relationship with the official named An here.
You are doomed to be favored by him."
Feng Qi yawned and stretched his body to loosen up his muscles. "Don't worry, Father Qi. It's still unclear who will be doomed."
Father Qi shook his head, "I know you are educated, but when a scholar meets a soldier, it is hard to explain the reason."
Feng Qi shook his fist. "If he wants to reason, we will reason with him. If he wants to use force, we also know a little bit of boxing."
Seeing that they did not take it seriously, not only did Old Man Qi shake his head, but even Gu Dali and others could not help but speak up to persuade them.
"Two fists can't beat four hands, not to mention you are girls."
"If you confront them head-on, you'll probably suffer."
Gu Dali sighed, "I should have died to repay you for your kindness on the boat. But they are so numerous and powerful. I'm afraid that even if I stand in front of you, they will be able to step over my body and pass by."
Luo Jiu smiled and waved his hands, "Brother Dali, we are touched by your kindness, but we don't need you to do this.
The Qinglong Gang is just a small bunch of rats, and you really think they are dragons?
Everyone please listen carefully tonight and see who is the one begging for mercy."
Everyone thought they were just being stubborn and became even more worried.
Gu Dali asked them helplessly, "If anything unexpected happens, do you have any last wishes? Do you have any messages for your families?"
Luo Jiu looked around and said, "Our family members are all here. If anything unexpected happens, my last wish is that we don't kill all the invaders."
Old Man Qi took out a half pair of scissors from his pocket without telling anyone, and surreptitiously put them into Luo Jiu's hand, "My wife gave this to me when I went out. If it really comes to a critical moment...you can use it to preserve your innocence by dying."
Luo Jiu looked at the half-rusted pair of scissors, which was still warm, and felt mixed emotions.
In the eyes of people in the Qing Dynasty, a woman’s life was not as important as her innocence.
Innocence? Damn your innocence.
Luo Jiu returned the scissors to him and said, "Father Qi, we are educated female students and we will not give up our lives for some bullshit chastity arch.
If innocence is really that important, then there are so many impure men in the world, why don't we see them die?
If you lose your virginity you will die, and there won’t be enough trees in the forest for you to hang yourself.
I know you mean well, but we don't need it, so keep it for self-defense."
The four of them got up and returned to the dormitory early.
Everyone looked at their backs and shook their heads.
*
When Dadaoxiong returned to the dormitory, it was already dark.
I found that four women were lying on the innermost bunk beds, seemingly resting with their eyes closed.
He smiled smugly, "Girls, have you made up your mind?"
Luo Jiu lazily replied: "Isn't the light still on? You won't go back on your word, will you?"
Da Daoxiong tilted his head and unbuttoned his work clothes one by one. "As the leader of the Qinglong Gang, I keep my word. But tell me, what's the point of you delaying for so long? It's only a matter of time."
The four of them ignored him. The others came back one after another and dusk fell.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the lights in the house were turned off by the guards outside, the big iron door was locked, and the house suddenly became extremely quiet.
Da Daoxiong sat up from the bed in the dark and reminded in a harsh tone, "Lights out."
The younger brother beside him quickly got up and blocked the iron window on the door with his clothes. There was not even a trace of moonlight in the room, which was completely plunged into darkness.
More than a dozen people from the Qinglong Gang stood up one after another, and the iron bed made a creaking sound.
Others wanted to curl up into a ball, close their eyes tightly, and remain silent, for fear that they would accidentally fart and lose their lives.
"Girls, here I come." Dadaoxiong whistled lightly and kept walking towards the innermost part.
The younger brothers followed him with brisk steps, groping their way along, waiting to get a piece of the pie later.
But at this moment, the whistle stopped abruptly and there was no sound at all.
Da Daoxiong's men realized something was wrong and asked tentatively, "Boss? Is there anything wrong?"
At this moment, Luo Jiu's dagger was against Da Dao Xiong's neck. She covered his mouth and nose with one hand, held the sharp dagger with the other hand, and whispered softly in his ear: "Brother Xiong, do you want me to give you two choices?"
Da Daoxiong was so frightened that he dared not breathe and shook his head weakly.
"Oh, I see. You like it rough, huh."
Luo Jiu sneered, and his warm breath hit his ears.
Da Daoxiong only felt a chill on his neck and his throat was cut instantly, so he couldn't even scream.
"Brother Xiong!" Two men came forward to look for someone, but they ran into Da Dao Xiong who was dead.
They reached out and touched it, and it was all warm blood. Someone shouted, "Fuck! These women have knives, grab some weapons!"
Labor camps were not allowed to carry weapons, and their weapons were just a few steel pipes picked up from the construction site.
They groped in the dark, rushing forward tremblingly.
Little did they know that the four men had already put on night vision goggles and were watching them teasingly in the dark.
Luo Jiu's voice came quietly in the panic, penetrating all the noise.
"Sisters, don't sleep tonight. We will wipe out the Qinglong Gang tonight."
In the darkness, the quiet female voice made the group of people feel their scalps tingling.
A brave man gripped the steel pipe tightly and hit it hard towards the place where the sound came from.
Ding! The steel pipe hit the iron bed with a harsh sound.
Then with a "whoosh" sound, a steel knife pierced his stomach.
"Don't be afraid! There are only four of them, charge!" Relying on their superior numbers, the dozen or so people rushed over fiercely, and the battle quickly became intense.
Feng Qi stood calmly in a corner, and when the moment was right he shot all five arrows in his hand. They only heard a few whooshing sounds, and immediately someone beside them fell down.
The accomplices were shocked, frightened, and unable to see, so they could only shout to increase their momentum while smashing and hitting things in an attempt to hit the target.
Feng Qi came over unnoticed and broke the necks of the two men.
Zhong Jialing and Cheng Yaoyao crawled out from under the bed and chopped off several legs.
For a moment, the scoundrels of the Qinglong Gang fled in panic, screaming incessantly. The iron bed in the room was knocked all over the place, the whole room smelled of blood, and fighting was going on everywhere.
The others who didn't stand in line huddled on their beds, trembling with fear.
Occasionally someone would fall on them, but they dared not move because someone would soon come and cut that person's throat.
The fight lasted two minutes? Or three?
But to the people in the room who were pretending to be asleep, it seemed as long as a century.
Until the white soldier realized the noise was wrong and yelled in English: "Quiet!"
The room quickly became quiet, with a rustling sound as if something was moving.
The white officer shone his flashlight on the ground, and was shocked by the glaring red on the ground. He shouted, "Open the door!"
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