The danger was not lifted when Yue Dingtang and the others retreated.
Two men in black suddenly rushed in from the outside and rushed towards Yue Dingtang and Yang Chunhe.
One has a gun, the other holds a dagger.
The gunman barely gave them any chance to react. It only took half a second to target Yue Dingtang, then raised the gun to aim, and pulled the trigger.
The other party knew very well that Yue Dingtang's disguise would definitely mean the leader of the team. Without him, the other people, either women or traitors, would immediately be captured without a leader.
But he never imagined that the bullet had just come out of the barrel, and the man, along with the gun, was severely knocked to the ground by a huge impact from the side, and even the bullet went off track, wiping Yue Dingtang's cheek. , nailed into the back wall.
It was too late and the dagger-wielding man was already in front of him, but Yue Dingtang pushed Yang Chunhe away with agility that was completely unsuitable for the injury, stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's dagger-wielding wrist, and with strength, he kicked with his toes. The opponent's knee hurt, the dagger slipped, Yang Chunhe was quick-witted, and smashed the hammer directly in his hand, just like smashing a walnut, the opponent screamed and fell down!
On the other end, the shooter was also shoved to the ground by Ling Shu, and the two quickly got into a fight, and the gun was kicked away.
Yue Dingtang wanted to move, but felt severe pain in his ribs, he couldn't help gasping for air, and had to ask Yang Chunhe.
"Go get the gun!"
Just as Yang Chunhe was about to move, her ankle was grabbed, and she fell to the ground with a cry of pain.
The man in black who was the suspect of Yue Dingtang randomly seized the opportunity to rush to grab the gun, and was hugged by Yang Chunhe's legs.
The other party kicked Yang Chunhe's shoulders fiercely, and she still refused to let go even in the severe pain, only the expression of pain and struggle appeared on her face.
The closest to the gun is Yue Dingtang.
He reached for it little by little, but it was always just a little bit short.
Two meters, one meter, half a meter.
One more inch.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and he felt that every movement in his body would cause toothache pain, but he couldn't get up, so he could only reach for it.
When he was about to reach it, the man in black kicked Yang Chunhe fiercely, lunged forward, grabbed the gun in his hand, and immediately aimed it at him!
Rao is Yue Dingtang, no matter how calm he is, his heart skips a beat subconsciously, as if he saw death coming.
A close call!
The figure behind him fell from the sky, Ling Shu threw the person to the ground from behind, and the gun was thrown out again.
Several pairs of eyes involuntarily fixed on the pistol that was spinning in mid-air, and its whereabouts were related to the lives and deaths of several people here.
Ling Shu firmly squeezed the opponent's shoulders and pressed him under him, but the opponent also grabbed his neck. The strength of the force made his eyes black, and he had no time to grab the gun.
At the juncture of life and death, there seemed to be a muffled sound from the eardrum, and he couldn't even tell whether the gun really rang or whether it was his hallucination.
If it wasn't an illusion, who was the bullet falling on
He couldn't feel pain, only suffocation, his neck was choked, he couldn't breathe, his mind was buzzing, but his body was a little light, as if he was on the verge of death, and as if he was about to be released, and he couldn't help himself.
Suddenly, the hand gripping his neck loosened.
He didn't react for a while, until the other party lay back, he lost his focus, and his whole body was paralyzed on the ground. Although he opened his eyes, everything was dark, and the eye sockets still hurt. The illusion of pinching out the eyeballs.
"Mr Ling, are you alright?"
The voice of the false leader came, suddenly far and near.
Ling Shu felt that he was shaking his head, but his body didn't seem to move again, wandering between chaos and sobriety.
He simply stopped thinking about it, and let himself lay flat on the ground at will, lazily stealing his life for half a day.
Until he heard someone talking again.
"Mr. Yue, are you alright? Why so much blood!"
Ling Shu didn't remember where his strength came from and suddenly bounced off the ground, rushing to the source of the sound.
"Yue Dingtang!"
His ears were still buzzing, and he simply shouted loudly, not knowing how high the volume was.
But he didn't get the answer and voice he wanted.
The man seemed to be dead, silently.
"Yue Dingtang! Where are you!"
The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and Ling Shu roared, almost roaring.
A hand on his shoulder.
"here… "
Ling Shu took advantage of the situation to touch it and hugged the person tightly in his arms.
"How are you?"
He reached out and groped, and the top of his clothes was half dry, half wet and sticky, and he couldn't tell how much blood was on it.
Ling Shu's heart trembled.
He didn't dare to touch it any more, for fear of touching a bloody hole and touching the other's dying life.
But he couldn't close the hole, he could only hug each other tightly.
"I'm fine..."
"Don't talk, don't talk!"
In the dark, he dared not let go.
As soon as he let go, Yue Dingtang would leave him.
They were separated for many years.
There has been no news for many years.
When Ling Shu saw the book "Romeo and Juliet" on the bookshelf in the bedroom and stroked the tree trunk under the plane tree at his alma mater, he might not have thought of Yue Dingtang, but it was only a bright color in his memory.
Maybe it is wiped and renovated from time to time, and maybe the characters have been beautified over time, but after all, it is just a memory and no longer affects people in reality.
But one day, Yue Dingtang suddenly came out of his memory and walked into his life.
The first reunion was not a good one, and it was even full of gunpowder. The two faced off against each other. Ling Shu lost a game. He saw the narrowness of Yue Ding and Tang's serious appearance. back and forth.
After the reunion, Yue Dingtang seems to have more than one face. He wants to explore the secrets of Ling Shu. Ling Shu also feels that he hides his real self under the status of a gentle and elegant university professor.
But when did this temptation change
Ling Shu couldn't remember.
Perhaps in the northeast, he was lying on the cold ground covered with straw in the dilapidated Taoist temple, and when he saw Yue Dingtang coming in through the door, he was very worried.
Perhaps he gave up the chance of his own life, and would rather the two of them die together. In the quiet and uninhabited tunnel, each other's bodies conveyed warmth and silent affection.
From reunion after a long absence to death together, the gap was slowly filled. Ling Shu could no longer remember Du Yuning's smile, but he remembered the figure behind the tree.
"You'll be fine, you'll be fine..."
He murmured, holding the body in his arms tightly, trying to share some of his lifespan with the other.
"Just hold on, I'll take you out right away, don't die, don't leave me alone!"
Yue Dingtang seemed to sigh, very light and powerless.
"I won't die."
"Don't talk!" Ling Shu felt a heat flow in his eyes, and he couldn't stop it.
His willpower is useless at this moment, and the experience and experience of killing a bloody road in the past cannot allow him to play even the slightest role.
Ling Shu felt powerless in his heart.
"I shouldn't meddle in my own business. If I had known, I wouldn't take care of the Feng family's entrustment, nor would I come here. It's all me who took risks and hurt you instead. Lao Yue, you promised me, we will pay you back in the future. For decades, you can't just leave me like this. If you're dead, where can I find another swindle, and what excuses can I use to go to your house for food?"
"It turns out that you are with me, just want to eat the food of the Yue family..."
Yue Dingtang's tone became weaker, almost ethereal.
Ling Shu raised his head, for fear that the tears would fall on his face uncontrollably.
The screams outside were getting more intense and getting closer, but the two men in black had already been restrained by Yang Chun and the two of them. Ling Shu didn't hear them, and only the people in his arms were focused.
Yue Dingtang's words didn't make him laugh, but it made his heart even more bitter.
Even if I went to Yue's house for a meal, when I think about it now, it's a quiet time when I can't ask for it.
"no."
Feeling that he could control his tears, he lowered his head and pressed his face to the tip of his nose.
Yue Dingtang's nose was a little cold, he gently rubbed it, a little warm.
"I'm just, I can't say a lot. You know, I'm such a suave person with a lot of luck, how can I only hang around on one tree?"
"Yes, it's all because of my ancestors' accumulation of virtue and smoke from their graves that I have the honor of having you come to eat at home."
Yue Ding Tang followed his words without any refutation.
Ling Shu smiled.
"Although your tree is a little weird, and it's not the peach tree that I want, but if I meet it, what can I do? If you die, I can go to the new forest in an open and honest way."
"If I die and you want to go, I can't stop it, and I also hope that you can be as handsome and happy as you are now in the rest of your life. Don't be depressed because of me."
"Stop talking nonsense, you won't die, Lao Yue, promise me to hold on, and I'll take you out!"
Ling Shu's arm was grabbed.
"I mean, if I'm dead, I'm not dead yet." Yue Dingtang's voice was a little helpless, "I just broke my leg, are you going to curse me to death?"
Ling Shu turned his head slowly, and after his eyes slowed down, he could gradually see people.
Yue Dingtang's expression, no matter how you look at it, is very innocent.
"Why didn't you tell me just now?"
"You didn't even let me speak."
"Is it a sense of accomplishment to see me cry?"
"It's a little bit." Under Ling Shu's murderous eyes, Yue Dingtang laughed, "But the most important thing is to hear what you said in your heart, I think it really doesn't matter if I die right now. Ling Shu , you have no chance to find any peach blossom forest in your life, you are destined to be tied to my tree."
A moment of life and death outside, a moment of peace inside.
Yang Chunhe and Ying Huishou couldn't move their amazed eyes because they didn't know.
But Ling Shu had no time to think about it, and his eyes were still fixed on Yue Dingtang.
"Then the blood on your body?"
"It's all someone else's."
"No wounds?"
"Some of them are traumatic injuries, so it's okay."
"Sir Yue, was it fun just now?"
"Cough, it's alright, and it's not fun. I really hurt so much that I didn't have the strength to speak. You keep talking, and I can't interrupt you. Didn't I find a gap and quickly explain it to you?"
Yue Dingtang felt that if he didn't say a few more words, he would not have died of broken bones, but of domestic violence.
"Now let's find the way out first, and the rest, can I make a good apology to you later?"
Although his tone was sincere enough, Ling Shu always felt that there was a lot of smile in his tone.
Looking at it carefully, Yue Dingtang's face was completely innocent again.
Oh man.
Ling Shu sneered inwardly, snatched the gun from his hand, got up, strode outside, and prepared to take out Yue Dingtang's raging anger, which also broke his other leg, on the unknown unlucky ghost.