A small town on the China-Myanmar border.
An ordinary farmhouse courtyard, built of blue bricks, with no paint on the outside, it can be seen that the owner is not rich, but in this small town, he is not particularly poor either.
The owner's surname is Pang, and his name is Pang Long, which is the same name as a popular singer in China.
But Pang Long can't sing, he can only treat illnesses. He doesn't have a medical qualification and can be considered a barefoot doctor.
He is not well-known in the small town.
Pang Long came to this small town from China ten years ago and lived in seclusion here. He was not seen doing any work, but he had no worries about food, clothing, housing and transportation.
He has no wife or relatives, so he lives here alone.
Pang Long, who is in his forties, is usually very kind to everyone. He will occasionally provide emergency medical treatment, but he rarely charges money. Even if he does, he only charges a symbolic fee for the cost.
After all, the residents of this small town don't have much money.
Although the town is small, it is home to many hidden talents.
Because it is located on the border and is under the administration of Myanmar, many people who have committed crimes in Myanmar or in the country eventually choose to come here to spend the rest of their lives.
Pang Long is one of them.
After serving as a soldier for more than ten years, he was still as brave as ever after retiring. He had a fight with a wealthy businessman because of forced demolition. The final result was that the wealthy businessman died and his family also died in the turmoil.
He came here out of desperation.
More than ten years have passed, and those dusty memories no longer appear in his memory, but his future is not bright.
He is wanted in the country, so he naturally cannot go back.
But I gradually lost confidence in life and had no desire to pursue anything.
Occasionally, Pang Long would go out and come back in as little as a week or two months.
And every time he goes out, someone dies.
Yes, he's still a killer.
Pang Long came back from the street carrying a plastic bag. When he opened the gate of his yard, the big wolf dog was lying at the door, wagging its tail at him.
Pang Long picked up a piece of meat from the bag and threw it to the big wolfdog. He touched the wolfdog's back with a doting look on his face.
He has no relatives and doesn't want to have any more. The only relative he has in this world is this wolfdog. It has been with him for many years and usually guards his house and is very loyal.
When he reached the door of a room, he knocked three times lightly and once heavily.
After a while, the door opened a crack from the inside, and then someone opened the door.
He slipped in through the door, which slammed shut.
The lights were on in the room, and several young men were sitting or standing, with mats spread on the floor. On the only bed lay a man with bandages wrapped around his body.
"Brother Pang, you're back."
The man lying on the bed was Hu Lai.
One of his left hands was amputated, his face was pale and bloodless, his body was extremely weak, and he seemed to have insufficient energy when speaking.
Among hundreds of brothers, only five are still with him.
Pang Long doesn't count. He is his comrade-in-arms for many years and also his squad leader. He saved Chonglong's life back then, and now it is Pang Long's turn to save him.
The reason why Pang Long came here was because of Hu Lai's guidance, and he had taken care of him for many years.
As the saying goes, there will be consequences. Now, it is Pang Long's turn to report him.
"Go, boil this medicine."
Pang Long handed the medicine to a brother.
The man took the medicine, went into the inner room, opened the door, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted in.
Everyone was feeling a little depressed.
The surrounding area used to be Hu Lai's world, but now they have become stray dogs.
There are many people out there looking for them.
Of the more than two hundred brothers, at least forty died in a gunfight, and more than fifty suffered knife wounds of varying degrees.
Hu Lai finally asked everyone to leave separately, but he himself was unable to leave.
He didn't think about leaving either.
Several jade mines are still in the hands of the Golden Dragon Gang, and he cannot leave until he has taken a deep breath.
This was his promise to Tang Xiaobao.
Even if I die, I will stand guard for the last time.
But his left hand was gone.
He is now seriously injured, and an old illness from many years ago has relapsed. It is a miracle that he is still alive.
But he knew that he was going to die.
Pang Long sat at the head of the bed, helping Hu Lai change the dressing and comforting him, saying, "Brother, it's okay. As long as there is life, there will be no shortage of firewood. You saved my life, and even if I lose it for you, I have no regrets. In this life, I am content to have a brother like you."
"Don't say that. I've been a burden to you for so long. You should take your brothers and leave tonight. Leave me here. I'm going to die anyway. They want me. As long as they find me, they'll be relieved. If that doesn't work, just send me to the Golden Dragon Gang. Maybe you can get a reward. Didn't they offer a million for me? Take the reward and divide it among you. You can go your separate ways from now on. Don't worry, I've already made arrangements for your share of the money. Wenhua will transfer it to your accounts one by one."
Hu Lai tried hard to force a smile and said.
"Brother Hu, who do you take me for?"
"That is, are we the kind of people who are disloyal and unrighteous?"
"If I wanted to leave, I wouldn't have stayed until now."
"We'll be together no matter what happens. That's fine."
Several brothers were a little excited.
Pang Long also laughed and said, "Yeah, it's just a death. Besides, there might be a chance of a turnaround. Let's stay here for now. It's better to live a miserable life than to die. I've lived a miserable life for so many years and have earned enough. Even if I die now, it won't be a loss."
Hu Lai frowned and said, "But if you stay, you're really going to die. They'll find this place sooner or later."
"It doesn't matter. I don't want to live another life."
Pang Long walked to the corner, squatted down, moved a few floor tiles, and then took out a box from inside.
Everyone looked at him, confused.
When Pang Long opened the box, everyone was shocked.
gun!
There were several guns and boxes of ammunition inside.
Pang Long spread out his papers and said, "Get ready, they can come here at any time. I seemed to be followed on the street just now. I think they will come here to search before tonight at the latest. If you want to leave now, I won't stop you. After all, this is a matter of suicide. But if you choose to stay, then don't let me down at the critical moment. I'll say it first, once you risk your life, you must trust each other absolutely. Everyone has their backs to each other. If you are lucky enough to survive, if there is a chance to meet again in the future, you will all be my friends for life and death. I, Chonglong, am a rough man. In a word, we share happiness and hardship together. We are brothers in this life and we will still be brothers in the next."
"Brother Pang, we have all served in the military, we understand this."
"If we don't leave, we'll die together."
"Killing one more person is also a profit."
"That's right, let's fight them."
They expressed their opinions at home.
Hu Lai lying on the bed sighed, feeling warm in his heart but also a little sad.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
