This hard leather bag contains many bottles and jars. In addition, there are more than a dozen small paper boxes and a camera with a hard leather jacket.
I randomly picked up a cardboard box and looked at it. I knew just from the pattern on it that it should contain film. Looking at the models above, he was even more happy that these 120 film could also be used on his own Rolleiflex mirrorless camera!
Turning to look at Boss Qiu, who was facing the wall, Wei Ran picked up the rangefinder camera from the hard leather bag and looked at it. The red window behind it showed that seven or eight photos had been taken. . Continuing to rummage inside, the bag also contained two gold bars the size of later disposable lighters, a newspaper, a roll of silver dollars as long as chopsticks wrapped in red paper, and two cartons of pistol bullets. As for the remaining bottles and jars, they seemed to be all kinds of chemicals used to develop photos.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran took out the food box from the metal book, took out half of the chocolates wrapped in tinfoil on the second layer, wrapped them in newspapers and put them into a hard leather bag, and then put all the films he had searched out earlier. Put it in.
After putting away the food box, he put all the valuable items he had just found into the hard leather satchel with a plaster flag printed on it, and then whispered in the ear of the trembling Boss Qiu, "Lean against the wall, open your eyes, put on your clothes, if you dare to look around and yell, I will dig out your eyes and stuff them into your mouth!"
Qiu, who had his eyes closed tightly, supported the wall and turned slowly. He stood up, carefully opened his eyes, took the clothes thrown by Wei Ran and put them on shakily, and then stepped on the pair of cloth shoes with broken bricks still inside.
While Boss Qiu was getting dressed, Wei Ran lifted the corner of the curtain and took a look outside. In the hall outside, there were two people sitting with box cannons in their hands, lazily carrying their chests across their bodies. The traitor sat on either side of the Eight Immortals table drinking tea and eating green radish.
In addition, at the door of the bathhouse, there are two traitors who also stand guard with box cannons on their waists and hips. This is not over yet. Outside the bathhouse, there are still a sidecar motorcycle, several bicycles and a rickshaw parked. The driver of the rickshaw is sitting on the steps in front of the bathhouse, smoking a dry cigarette. Across the street, Uncle Zhou was still sitting at the breakfast stall, eating breakfast leisurely.
Putting down the curtain, Wei Ran grabbed Boss Qiu by his waistband and pushed him to the door. He first put the pistol with the silencer on his lower back, and then whispered into his ear, "Find an excuse to trick those two tea-drinking traitors in first."
Boss Qiu swallowed, carefully raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, and then stretched out half of his head He looked at the curtain and shouted in a panic, "Erhu and Xiaosan'er, come in and help me! My dad slipped and fell!"
The two traitors who were drinking tea saw Boss Qiu coming out of the curtain. The man who appeared from behind was startled at first. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately put down the teacup and pistol in his hands. As he walked into the bathhouse, he asked with concern, "Second Master, are you okay? Master, why are you interested in taking a bath today?" Take a bath? "
"How do I know why my father called me to come? Why do you two talk so much? Come in and help! I can't help him up by myself. "As soon as Boss Qiu finished saying this, he was pulled back by Wei Ran by his belt.
Pointing to the root of the wall, Boss Qiu squatted down holding his head while Wei Ran held up his hand. Waiting by the wall with a bayonet in one hand and a pistol in the other, the two traitors hurriedly opened the curtain and walked in. ..."
Before one of the traitors closest to Wei Ran finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he was pulled and slowly fell to the ground.
Wei Ran let go of the bayonet that pierced the opponent's chest, pulled the corpse's arm forward, and moved behind the other traitor who had a gun pressed against his temple. He held his chin and pulled it hard, and with a loud sound With a crisp click, he easily broke the second traitor's neck.
After the two corpses fell to the ground, Wei Ran opened the curtain and took a look outside, seeing the two sentries. Without even noticing, Wei Ran walked up to Boss Qiu, pulled out a belt from the pile of clothes, and tied his hands.
Looking around, Wei Ran picked up another belt. Knowing whose pants it was, he blindfolded Boss Qiu and tied it tightly.
He took out a musket from the hard leather bag and put it on the bullet. Wei Ran opened the curtain and strode to the door. , and then with a smile on his face, the two traitors on guard took out two pistols and pointed them at their stomachs.
"Don't raise your hands, hold your chin with your hands, and follow honestly. I walked inside. "
Anyone who can be a traitor and is willing to stand guard for others is naturally not a tough master. Without thinking, the two raised their hands and dragged their cheeks, two black faces that were about to be squeezed out of shape by the slap. He tried his best to make a disgusting and flattering expression on his face, followed Wei Ran's turn, and then retreated into the bathhouse with a gun on his head.
Halfway through, Wei Ran took the time to glance at the counter. The old man behind him had already huddled under the table, making it clear that he didn't see anything.
At the same time, Uncle Zhou on the opposite side of the bathhouse had already secretly held the gun of the box cannon. He looked at the situation at both ends of the street with vigilance.
Inside the bathhouse, the two traitors on guard tripped over the corpses on the ground and fell to the ground as soon as they came in. They were originally pointed at guns. Wei Ran didn't give them a chance to stand up, so he stepped forward and kicked them accurately behind the ears.
After the two traitors fainted, Wei Ran put away his hands. Two pistols directly broke their necks.
For a while, the bathhouse filled with water vapor was filled with corpses, but Wei Ran looked calm in his eyes. , compared with those evil little devils, these traitors are more hateful. Killing them so happily or so bloody will not bring any psychological burden to him at all.
Even ifIt’s not that conditions didn’t allow it, he was willing to use all the torture courses he had learned at Hongqi Forest Farm on them!
Finally looking at Boss Qiu who was still shivering in the corner, Wei Ran put away his pistol slowly, and then took off all the holsters and bullet bags from the waists of the corpses of the four traitors. Then he went to the hall outside and took away the two box cannons placed on the Eight Immortals table, and carried them together with the hard leather satchel.
"Let's go" Wei Ran grabbed Boss Qiu and left the bathhouse with a hard leather bag in one hand.
Before going out, Wei Ran took off Boss Qiu's pants and belt on his hands, and picked up the motorcycle parked at the door with his chin, "Can you drive that thing?"< /p>
"No!" Boss Qiu replied with a sad face, "I would like to learn, but my legs can't reach the ground."
"Go and sit on the sidecar." Wei Ran He pressed Boss Qiu's shoulder and reminded him, "There are some of our people sitting at the breakfast stall opposite, so if you don't want to die, be honest."
Boss Qiu was trembling as he was being teased the whole time. He nodded, held on to the door frame and walked out of the bathhouse with difficulty, and stumbled into the sidecar of the motorcycle.
On the other hand, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, he walked to the counter, took out a roll of silver coins from his hard leather satchel and handed it to the old shopkeeper, "Take the money and change your life." Well, don’t say what you shouldn’t say, and don’t read what you shouldn’t see.”
“I understand, I understand!”
The old shopkeeper quickly opened the drawer and took it. After picking up the money he had just wrapped in a towel, he gratefully took the roll of silver coins from Wei Ran's hand, walked out of the bathhouse without thinking, got on the rickshaw waiting at the door and walked towards the south gate.
Before the coachman could start running, Uncle Zhou had already torn off the white cloth cover from the bamboo pole, balled it up and stuffed it into his chest, and then rode on a bicycle parked at the door of the bathhouse. He chased after him, and as he passed by Wei Ran, he whispered, "Meet at the Lotus Pavilion outside the south gate."
Wei Ran nodded imperceptibly, and stepped onto the suspension car. The motorcycle with a plaster flag on it, started the car after some simple research, turned around and drove to the dilapidated alley where he lived last night.
It took me more than half an hour to walk on foot, but it only took less than five minutes on a motorcycle. Wei Ran parked the motorcycle at the entrance of the alley and said to Boss Qiu who was sitting on the sidecar, "Go to the courtyard and call out the one with the injured thigh. As long as we are sent out of the city, today's matter will be over. From now on, you can As long as you are not a traitor, I will let you go."
How dare Boss Qiu say anything else at this time? He climbed down from the sidecar, tiptoed and stumbled to the end of the alley and pushed open the ajar wooden door of the small courtyard. Not long after, Han Shoutian, who had been hiding in the yard for a long time, limped out carrying a box of cannons.
"Brother Han, sit behind me," Wei Ran greeted quickly.
Hearing this, Han Shoutian quickly jumped forward a few steps on one leg and hurriedly got on the horse.After the motorcycle, he quickly asked, "How is the situation at the bathhouse?"
"Everything goes well. Cover your face. Let's go to the Lotus Pavilion outside the south gate now." He handed the hard leather bag on his shoulder to the other party, then picked up the pistol and urged Boss Qiu to get in the car quickly.
After hearing the name Lotus Pavilion, Han Shoutian was stunned for a moment, and then he took the hard leather bag and put it on his shoulder.
When Boss Qiu reluctantly climbed onto the sidecar, Wei Ran immediately turned the accelerator and drove the sidecar motorcycle towards the south gate. Han Shoutian, who was sitting behind him, took over the job of secretly pointing a gun at Boss Qiu.
Amidst the roar of the engine, Weiran deliberately drove the sidecar motorcycle on the street in an arrogant manner.
Until he approached the Nanguan City Gate, Han Shoutian stabbed Boss Qiu in the sidecar with the box cannon in his hand without any reminder.
The latter gritted his teeth, straightened up reluctantly, waved his short arms arrogantly and shouted, "Get out of the way! If I delay my work, I will kill you!"
< p>"Where did Qiu Dalang, the idiot, get the iron donkey?""Er Mazi must have exchanged it for his daughter!"
The two puppet soldiers guarding the city were quite handsome. Some enviously, he made up a sentence and didn't take it seriously, letting the motorcycle drive out unimpeded.
After all, everyone in this city who is not blind or deaf knows that Qiu Ermazi and the little devil are almost wearing a crotch cloth, so naturally no one dares to mess with his long hair. The eldest arrogant son.
Driving the motorcycle out of the south gate without any obstruction, Han Shoutian immediately directed Wei Ran to a dirt road with lotus ponds on both sides. After driving along this bumpy dirt road for half an hour, when the county town behind him was almost invisible, Weiran suddenly turned the motorcycle onto a side road, then braked and stopped on the side of the road. .