A van rushed towards Gan Qing without warning, and the angle was very tricky—the front cover of this van was very "flat", basically flat, unlike ordinary cars with a protruding "nose", so that even if Gan Qing After reacting, she couldn't hold down the hood to prop herself up, so she could only choose to run. But it is impossible for a person to run a crazy motor vehicle, not to mention her, Yan Hao can't, and she just walked into the middle of the road, and can't go to the village or the store, and it's impossible to run to the road within two steps. Find cover.
Gan Qing seemed to be intoxicated and drowsy in the east wind. Suddenly, someone poured a bowl of cold water on her face. In fact, her heart hadn't reacted yet, and her body had already taken a step forward. In the blink of an eye, Gan Qing took a small step forward, and before she could think about it, she reached out and grabbed it, just by feeling, she grabbed the rearview mirror of the van, and the rearview mirror swung towards the door with her. Go, Gan Qing curled up her body to the extreme, just passing by the crazy van, she dragged one of her flip-flops, the supermarket plastic bag in her hand also flew out, and the ice cream spilled on the ground, Was run over by a wheel and died on the road.
The rearview mirror couldn't bear the weight of the human body, and it snapped with a crunch. At the moment when it was broken, Gan Qing clasped the top of the door with five fingers and saw the people in the van.
It was a stranger, in his forties, a man with bulging facial bones, a little thin skin that was too thin to cover, and his eyes glowed with a red light that didn't look like a human being. Across the car window, he even looked at Gan Qing, then grinned, and slammed the steering wheel, the bread flew out sideways and was about to hit the roadside!
The skirt of Gan Qing's entire figure was lifted by the strong wind, and the few branches on the roof of the car were bloodshot and purple, and her nails were split instantly. The finger force of one hand alone cannot bear such a force. Gan Qing was thrown off, twisting her waist and abdomen in mid-air with incredible force. In a hurry, she kept her feet on the ground.
She was half-kneeling on the ground, and before she could stand up, the car slammed into the wall of the roadside shop like a suicide, squeezing her to death, and there was nowhere to hide. At this moment, an off-road vehicle The car suddenly rushed out and hit Bread's buttocks. The rear-ending van bounced, and the two wheels were tilted up, hitting two big trees. The driver's head made close contact with the left side window. fainted.
A murderous brake mark was left on the ground, and it was only at this moment that the customers in the store who had almost been smashed into the doors and windows did not react. The row sitting by the window all stood up, their legs and feet stretched out, their necks stretched out, and they stood. into a row of panicked slashes.
Gan Qing's cold sweat broke out all at once, soaking her thin t-shirt. She looked up at the off-road vehicle that saved her life, and saw a strong man with a cigarette and tattoos pushing the door of the car After walking down, he glanced at his slightly bent front bumper with a sullen face - it was the owner of the pet shop in Quietly.
Quietly resigned and left, except for Yan Hao, she left no contact information for anyone. The cats and dogs in the store had been wilting for several days, and the boss couldn't hire anyone for a while, so she had to visit the store in person every day, bringing people and animals. It was very sad and bleak - the pet owners nearby wanted to leave temporarily for foster care, but when they saw such a person, they didn't dare to send their cats and dogs in.
The owner of the pet store finished the phone call, stepped forward to open the door of the van, glanced at it, and said to Gan Qing, "Hey, this kid is still angry..."
Before he could finish speaking, the van driver suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light hit the pet shop owner, and then only heard a soft sound. Gan Qing smashed the dagger in the bread driver's hand with the back of his hand, and the pet shop owner with his elbow. The two of them competed in a dazzling way in the small space. The driver suddenly screamed in a hoarse voice, the dagger came off with a "chuck", and a bloodstain was left on the tendon of the tiger's mouth.
The owner of the pet shop responded very quickly. He stepped forward and kicked the dagger away. Before Gan Qing could react, his big fist hit the bread driver's face. The bread driver's face, which was convex on both sides and concave in the middle, almost turned him into a crater. Two lines of nosebleeds gurgled down. He leaned back and didn't move again.
Gan Qing: "..."
The owner of the pet store glanced at Gan Qing, and without a word, took out a roll of rope from his trunk, took out the fainted van driver, threw it on the ground and tied it up, and kicked him with his toes when he was done. Gan Qing said, "I called the police. Do you know this person?"
People don't know him, but Gan Qing recognizes that the technique of his knife just now—the light of the knife is like frost and lightning, flashing briefly, from bottom to top—is the basic skill of their own sect.
This is the Xu family.
She was silent for a while, and the pet store owner didn't ask any further questions. She squatted on the side of the road, took a cigarette, opened the address book to find the auto repair and insurance company, and said vaguely, "I don't know what you guys do, but since it's not ordinary People, don't force the life of ordinary people? Otherwise, passers-by around you will be unlucky with you."
Gan Qing followed his gaze and saw that in the store where Chiyu was almost hit, passers-by filed out, but they didn't dare to approach, they formed a circle from a distance, taking pictures with their mobile phones.
She whispered to herself, "But I... just an ordinary person."
"Ordinary person?" The pet store owner looked at her hand. The nails that were split in half left a bloodstain that had already coagulated. The dry dark red coagulated in her fingers, where there was a bloody razor. Beard Blade, "What do you do with a knife, an ordinary person?"
Gan Qing was speechless.
"Xi Yibian... Xiao." The young girl clumsily held up a pencil and wrote ghost characters on the Oda character grid, "Master, this character is so difficult, why are there so many drawings... Ouch."
"I don't think there are too many strokes," Wei Xiao patted the back of her head lightly, "That's your master's name."
The girl tilted her head and pondered for a while: "Isn't your name Wei Changsheng? Is Wei Changsheng a nickname?"
Wei Xiao avoided answering, reached out and tapped on her workbook: "Have you finished recognizing the words, don't get distracted."
The girl pouted, no longer bothered about Master's changeable name, sighed and continued to do her homework, like a nail on her butt, she wrote a stroke twice, and her small eyes kept drifting out of the window.
Wei Xiao: "There are not a few words in total. After writing, go out to play. You know how to play!"
"I don't want to play, who wants to play?" The girl wrinkled her nose pretending to be old-fashioned, "I want to go out to practice knives, you said that when I turn eight years old, you will teach me how to cook a duck!"
Wei Xiao said perfunctorily, "You can't reach the stove, don't worry."
"I didn't say I wanted to learn to cut vegetables!" said the girl, "I want to learn how to cook a dwarf and solve a cow, the one in the history of our sect, I have read the dictionary of the family history of the sect! I will also inherit the mantle of Wanmuchun in the future. "
When Gan Qing was a child, she was thin and skinny. She wanted to touch everything outside, so she always fell ill. Wei Xiao took her to practice kung fu in order to strengthen her body and lay a solid foundation for her. He is a generation of everyone, and by analogy, he teaches everything, but he doesn't teach her to "cook a dick and solve a cow". Xiao Ganqing couldn't be bothered, so he stayed in the kitchen every day to watch him cut vegetables-because it is said that Wan Muchun's kung fu is all at his fingertips, and no matter what he cuts with a knife, he will bring it out-then he groped and practiced blindly, almost cutting his own hand upper blood vessels. Wei Xiao was afraid that she would be broken by her own tinkering, so she had no choice but to tell her about it, and told her not to use it, and not to mention "Wan Muchun" outside.
"Why can't I mention 'Wanmuchun'?"
"Because since the generation of your master, we have washed our hands in golden pots."
"Can't you mention your name after washing your hands?"
"You're going to be in trouble..."
"I'm not afraid! When I grow up, I can beat them all over the floor!"
Wei Xiao sighed and looked at the little apprentice who couldn't understand human words with a headache: "It's unlucky, little thing, the word for spring is 'moisturizing and silent', everywhere, everywhere - you are a little girl who is alive and kicking. , Do you want to become a shadow of fame? Don't have anything to do with Wan Muchun."
The little apprentices can't understand the words of the people, and the words of the meaningful ones are even more incomprehensible. After listening to them, they only feel that their sect is more mysterious and powerful. Fire away.
Gan Qing turned her head to look at the tree-lined road in front of the courtyard of No. 110, just now she felt cool and comfortable, but now she heard the noise of cicadas among the trees, and among the fine leaves, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at her. I stared at her until the cold sweat didn't subside, and it was already like a awn on her back.
The police car came soon, followed by Yu Lanchuan's phone call: "The supermarket under the Baitang Building has ready-made, no need for fresh pressing. Did you go to the south to pull sugar cane? Come back quickly, I also made an appointment with the window changer in the afternoon. Woolen cloth."
Gan Qing: "You guys eat first, I..."
A policeman ran over: "I have to go back with us to make a record!"
Yu Lanchuan heard from the phone: "What? What record? Hello? Gan Qing, what are you doing? Gan Qing!"
The person who hit her with the car is a wanted criminal. The public security system has his DNA and fingerprint information. It is said that he is a suspect in a previous robbery and murder case. He has been on the run and was caught here. There were many witnesses at the scene, and since she had been involved in so many incidents after the 111st, Gan Qing was already familiar with the local police officers, so she explained the matter in a few words, and the police let her go home. .
When she came out, she saw Yu Lanchuan and Yu Yan waiting across the street.
Yu Yan said: "My colleague just told me that these people have accomplices, but don't worry, we will follow up. Be careful when you go out recently. If there is any news, I will let you know at any time... I really can't, I want to apply for protection OK too."
Can it be protected for a lifetime
Gan Qing smiled politely at him, but did not answer.
Officer Xiao gave a few more words, hurried to find out the situation, and left in a hurry. Only Yu Lanchuan was left standing silently on the street.
"Didn't you say you need to change the windows in the afternoon?" Gan Qing smiled at him casually, "Is it time to change?"
Yu Lanchuan didn't answer, staring at her without blinking.
Gan Qing then walked over, took his hand, and walked back.
Back from here, there are two stops away. In the midsummer of Yanning, the high temperature exposure will last until around 7 o'clock in the evening, and Yu Lanchuan will usually refuse to go back. However, today, he felt a little bit less, letting her lead him.
The palms of the two of them quickly sweated, sticking together sticky, Yu Lanchuan walked slower and slower, and finally stopped, Gan Qing pulled forward, and both hands slid away in the sweat.
"My master was exposed to the light of the times, so he could take the opportunity to wash his hands in a golden basin. My master changed his name and changed his surname, even his real name was not on the tombstone... But Wei Huan and I, two unfilial apprentices, thought we were very powerful when we were young. No one listens to the old man's words," Gan Qing said, turning her head, "The prestige has passed, and of course there is a price."
Yu Lanchuan's teeth were clenched tightly, and his eyes were slightly red. Wang Jiusheng was arrested and the Xingjiao Gang fell apart. Gan Qing fulfilled her promise to "come back safely". He thought the storm was over, and what he had been worried about was unfounded and everything was on the right track.
But it turned out that nothing was a fluke.
He could only say dryly: "Don't think too much, I'll find a way..."
Gan Qing: "The base camp of the Xu family is not in Yanning at all. These people are hiding in Tibet in the backcountry. What can you do?"
"I don't care if they hide or hide, but as long as they come to Yanning..."
Gan Qing laughed and interrupted him: "There are only those who are thieves for a thousand days, and there is no one who prevents thieves for a thousand days."
Yu Lanchuan was speechless.
Since sixteen years ago, he has been trying hard to get rid of the feeling of powerlessness. He is self-disciplined, tough, calm and organized, and he can't get anything he wants, and gradually he has the illusion that he is omnipotent.
But it turns out that life is like floating dust, and a sense of powerlessness is something that runs through a person's life. It's useless to grow up, it's useless to practice peerless swordsmanship, and it's useless to be promoted to an overbearing president.
"But then again, the Xu family is afraid of me for a reason." At this time, Gan Qing suddenly turned to look at him, "The mice hiding in Tibet are afraid of the ubiquitous spring breeze."
"What did you put..."
"I won't hide like my master, hiding without a head," Gan Qing said to himself, "Since they come to me, of course I will also visit back... Well, of course, I will use legal means to prevent you from being embarrassed... You Wait for me?"
"How long shall I wait for you?" Yu Lanchuan asked, "One year, two years? Five years or ten years?"
Gan Qing stared at him from two steps away, without saying a word, because she promised to do what she said, and she didn't dare to answer what she was not sure about.
end of volume six