Chapter 629: End of Changjia Village 1
It's raining again.
The rain curtain pressed down on the mountain ridge like a quilt soaked in ink. Chang Fei wiped the rain off his face and clasped his knuckles on the wooden box in his arms, making a muffled sound.
A few flashlights were faintly flickering on the mountain road in the distance, flickering in the heavy rain.
Chang Fei rang the cast iron bell used to call people.
The cast iron bell on the old locust tree made a buzzing sound in the rain.
About twenty men came and crowded under the porch, the tung oil on the earthen gun barrels glowing dimly.
"The police have surrounded the village. Now there is only one way out!" Chang Fei suddenly raised his hunting rifle, and the shotgun shells shook the beams of the house, causing them to fall to dust. "Get out!"
Heavy breathing could be heard from the crowd, and a few young men rubbed their axe against the whetstone, producing sparks.
When he heard the first gunshot at the village entrance, Chang Fei smiled strangely, holding the wooden box in his arms, and hurriedly shuttled through the village.
There is a dilapidated yard near the back mountain of the village, overgrown with weeds and covered with cobwebs. It has been abandoned for many years.
He discovered the secret passage when he was wandering around the village as a child. It was in an abandoned house. By lifting the wooden boards and following the path underground, he could reach the grove outside the village.
Unexpectedly, an accidental discovery many years ago saved his life at a critical moment.
Chang Feiyue walked into the yard, his steps becoming lighter and lighter.
It’s almost there, it’s almost there!
He rushed into the house. The house, which had not been used for a long time, was covered with dust, which made his nose itchy.
Chang Fei rubbed his nose hard, without hesitation, he couldn't wait to lift the wooden board and jump down.
The wooden board was lifted, and a man suddenly jumped out of the tunnel and kicked Chang Fei out!
"Bang!" The wooden box containing gold fell to the ground, and the gold ingots rolled all over the floor.
Chang Fei ignored the pain in his chest and bent over to pick up the gold: "Mine, all mine."
The last gold ingot rolled the farthest, and Chang Fei hurried to grab it. Just when he was about to touch it, his leather boot stepped on his hand and crushed it hard.
Chang Fei screamed in pain, and his brain, which was controlled by gold, finally became clearer and he looked up.
The man had deep features, and when he looked down with his eyes half-closed, his expression was gloomy and full of hostility.
If it’s someone I don’t know, then it can only be a cop.
But how did the cops know this secret passage!
Chang Fei had a thousand questions in his mind, rolling out one after another.
But he didn't have time to explore, as his right hand was stepped on by the man, and the rough pattern on the sole of the shoe rubbed the back of his hand, causing burning pain.
Chang Fei pushed the gold ingots in his arms to the man's feet and said with a flattering smile: "Comrade Public Security, as long as you let me go, all this gold will be yours."
Gold is good, but you must have life to spend it.
Chang Fei wanted to survive, so he decisively gave up the gold.
He carefully observed the man's expression.
Chang Fei breathed a sigh of relief as the force of his foot on his hand loosened, and a quick sneer flashed across his eyes - as expected, everyone is greedy.
"Thank you." Chang Fei withdrew his hand, stood up with a hunched back, and moved carefully towards the tunnel.
Seeing that the man did not say anything to stop him, he was delighted and quickened his pace impatiently.
"Stop." The man stared at him with his narrow eyes, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "Did I let you go?"
Chang Fei's heart skipped a beat, and he dug his nails into his palms. He pretended to be calm and said, "Didn't you accept the gold?"
"I said..." The man slowly walked towards Chang Fei, his voice was particularly cold: "Did I collect the gold and let you go?"
Chang Fei turned around and ran, but he was still too slow.
The knife hit Chang Fei's neck, and his eyes went dark. He fell down like a burnt candle.
Jiang Chen kicked the man away and bent down to lift the wooden board.
Light shone obliquely into the tunnel. Ye Rou raised her head. Her black hair was soft, her face was fair, her black eyes were round and bright, and her plump red lips were raised. Standing in the dark tunnel, her whole body was glowing beautifully, like a round and white pearl.
Jiang Chen's heart softened, and he carefully reached out to carry the person out. The soft lips were right in front of him, and Jiang Chen subconsciously kissed them.
Ye Rou cooperated by reaching out her hand and hugging Jiang Chen's neck obediently.
Jiang Chen curled his lips into a smile, holding the person in his arms, rubbing his nose against Ye Rou's shoulder, and the faint fragrance lingered on his nose.
The delicate and smooth skin has a cool feeling and feels soft to the touch.
Jiang Chen used great self-control to pull his head away from his sweet and soft wife.
"Be good, let's kiss each other when we get home." The man's voice was low and hoarse, filled with unbearable desire.
Ye Rou: “…”
She said this as if she really wanted to kiss him.
She pushed Jiang Chen aside and looked at Chang Fei, who was lying at her feet. She tilted her head in confusion and asked, "Why did he come here alone?"
Before going down the mountain, Ye Rou asked Chang Hua a lot about Chang Fei and Chang Xiong.
Through the information in the card feed book, we got a key clue about Chang Fei.
When Chang Fei was a mischievous child, he accidentally discovered a tunnel leading out of the village in an abandoned house at the foot of the mountain.
When seeing this key clue, Ye Rou immediately guessed that Chang Fei would definitely use this secret passage to escape.
So she took Jiang Chen with her, ready to wait and see.
Chang Fei did show up, but what about Chang Xiong and Liao Zhao?
She couldn't think of the key point for a moment, so she asked Jiang Chen for help.
Jiang Chen picked up the gold ingots and grasped the palm-sized wooden box with his big hands. He turned around, clasped Ye Rou's hands tightly with his ten fingers, and walked out with Ye Rou in his hand, saying lazily, "Let's go take a look together."
Before walking out of the yard, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Ye Rou.
The originally pretty little person, after three days of being "nourished" by the mask, became so beautiful that it seemed as if God had given her a special filter, making her completely out of place in this gloomy and dilapidated mountain village.
Ye Rou felt uncomfortable under his doting eyes. She lowered her head to check her clothes and touched her face, but didn't find anything wrong. She had no choice but to ask him, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Chen bent his fingers slightly, hooked her palm and said, "Put on the mask."
Ye Rou was puzzled: "Why?"
"I don't want others to see you." Jiang Chen hugged her, his voice pleading but his movements overbearing: "Be good, I'll put it on for you."
Only a thin layer of mask remained on Ye Rou's face, covering her overly gorgeous features.
Jiang Chen was finally satisfied.
——
The sound of gunfire drowned out the sound of rain, and the crackling sound hurt people's ears.
Changjia Village occupies a favorable terrain and is sheltered by buildings, making it a perfect shelter.
The police outside the village had no cover and could only disperse and avoid the shooting range.
Being suppressed by the enemy's firepower and unable to move forward, Cheng Gang gritted his teeth, held the gun, and secretly prayed that Ye Rou and Jiang Chen could hurry up.
——
The sound of gunfire was deafening and the village was deserted.
Ye Rou took Jiang Chen and ran straight to the yard where Chang Long's family lived.
The closer they got, the stronger the smell of blood became. Jiang Chen asked Ye Rou to stop and walked over alone.
He pulled the wooden stick that was holding the door open and opened it. With a creak, the gap in the door widened and the situation in the room was visible.
Even Jiang Chen was shocked when he saw the scene in the room.
There was blood everywhere, it was a scene from hell. There was only one complete corpse left, it was Liao Zhao from the mine. Blood was flowing out of his mouth, it was obvious that he had bitten his tongue and died from excessive blood loss.
Chang Long and his son Chang Xiong, one had all his flesh peeled off, leaving only his blood-red skull with his head intact; the other had his limbs chopped off. He tried his best to crawl towards the door, but fell down halfway.
Seeing Jiang Chen standing at the door motionless, Ye Rou followed him curiously: "Jiang Chen, what's wrong?"
"Bang!" Jiang Chen yanked the door shut, blocking it and saying calmly, "Liao Zhao and Chang Xiong are both dead."
"Ah?" Ye Rou tilted her head: "How did he die?"
Jiang Chen knew his wife was very curious. If he told her the truth, she would definitely go and see. So he said casually, "They stabbed each other in the heart and died from excessive blood loss."
"Really?" Ye Rou was suspicious.
Jiang Chen nodded firmly.
Ye Rou looked at him hard, but couldn't see any clues. She said disappointedly, "Okay."
Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and pulled his wife out of the yard.
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