When the village director was planning to capture Liu Kunlun, Chunjiu was also preparing in full swing. She knew very well about her father and the people in this village, and knew that there would be no good things in the future. The conflicts in the mountain village were not as gentle as those in the city. The disputes here were related to life and death.

Chunjiu said it was not too late. We would leave now, not even a minute later. Liu Kunlun was still saying it was okay, and I could settle them all by myself.

"Brother Kunlun, I know you are amazing." Chunjiu said calmly, "But this is not outside. Corn has its own set of rules. You can see something with me."

Chunlei took Liu Kunlun to the east house where his father lived. It was as dark and dirty as the west house. There was a cultural relic-level mesh gun hanging on the wall and a frame. The boy in the frame smiled brightly.

"Who is this?"

"It's my brother." Chunjiu said, "When I was ten years old, I fell to death from a cliff."

Liu Kunlun let out a oh, took off the comb-rope and looked at it. It was not a cultural relic, but a musket made by the villagers themselves. Its shape is similar to that of the Qing Dynasty's bird gun. In front of a small grip is a long gun body and barrel. This is a ancestral craft. It will always stay in the comb-rope stage, and even the flintlock rifle has not evolved. However, a single shot of iron sand hits people, it will still be fatal.

Chunlei is very clear. Men with corn tops all have guns, and they are not decorations, but are really used. Liu Kunlun sneered. He faced enemies with automatic weapons in Manila and Kuala Lumpur. It was a piece of cake to deal with these mountain people holding medieval firearms.

However, strategic contempt does not mean that tactical contempt for the other party. He has automatic weapons of the same level abroad. He is unfamiliar with the place and unarmed. Liu Kunlun took off this grandfather's melee and used a pack of steel balls to pull out the * from under the bed. This is the only thing that keeps pace with the times. The bullet is a bearing steel ball made of machine in the factory.

Liu Kunlun filled the * and steel balls and lit the fuse. Chunlei quickly made a backpack to carry her skinny mother. She insisted on carrying her back so that Liu Kunlun could free up his hands to fight. This was the safest arrangement.

The courtyard gate was locked. Although the two broken wooden doors could be kicked open with one kick, the two of them still climbed out of the back wall. The village was empty and there were no people, but they always felt that someone was staring at them in the corner. When they walked down the mountain, they found that the first rope ladder had been removed.

Without a rope ladder, you can't go down the mountain. Even Liu Kunlun's skills cannot turn around and move around the mountains, let alone bringing a dying old man.

"I know a place, come with me." Chunjiu seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago.

Liu Kunlun followed Chunjiu to a big bend and came to a cliff on the back of the village. Here, a thick vine stretched out to the bottom of the mountain. He looked over and saw smoke and clouds. I am afraid that only apes can climb down.

"Auntie will carry it for me." Liu Kunlun did not hesitate at all. If he did not climb the cliff, he had to face the muzzle. He could calculate the account clearly.

"No, I'm not as good as you when I fight, I'm not as good as me when I climb the mountain, and it's not heavy." Chunjiu refused. Her mother was as thin as a child, weighing only fifty or sixty kilograms, but this was not something she could carry. At Liu Kunlun's strong request, Chunjiu put her mother down and carried her backpack. At this time, her father and a group of mountain people appeared under the leadership of the village chief.

These uncles and men were holding muskets in their hands. The old men did not have murderous aura, but were leisurely blowing the stars on the fire rope. This calmness made people even more desperate.

"You go first, I'll cover it." Liu Kunlun also picked up the musket and confronted them.

"It's useless, I can't leave." Chunjiu said, "Brother Kunlun, I'm the one who hurt you, so I shouldn't have come back."

"What are you saying, go!"

Chunjiu shook her head. She knew the methods of her father and these villagers. Today, this matter started because of herself. It would be better to end it. She said to her father calmly: "Let him go, I will stay, otherwise I would rather die than marry, so that you can lose both your wealth."

"You dare!" Dad was furious.

Chunjiu gave Liu Kunlun a look, "Go away quickly."

This time Liu Kunlun understood that he would stay in the mountains without fear of burning firewood. He could still ask someone to rescue him after he went down the mountains. If he resisted, both of them would die.

But others can think of things that he can think of.

Without any warning, my father opened fire, and a white smoke came out of the musket in his hand, and a bang sounded. Liu Kunlun looked at his charred chest in disbelief and was shot. The rivers and rivers came over and they actually fell on the corn top. He staggered two steps, his legs were weak, and his back fell down, falling into the abyss.

"Go home!" Dad put away his musket and said two words coldly.

Chunjiu's face turned pale in an instant. Brother Kunlun was dead and his mother was still half dead. What else can I miss in this world? She turned around and leaped and disappeared in front of the mountain people.

My father rushed to the edge of the cliff and saw only clouds of smoke.

"Why don't you go down and have a look," said Dad.

"If you want to get down, do you want to collect the body of your daughter?" The village chief said angrily. He didn't catch the wanted criminal and had to go down to the valley to carry the body. He refused. The other mountain people also carried muskets and left in disappointment.

My father looked around for a few more times. He was old and his legs were not smooth, and he had no energy to spare. Finally, he could only sigh and stagger back with his wife on his back.

When the village chief returned home, he thought about it and hung up the phone to the township police station to explain the situation. Director Wang heard that people were dead, and there were two deaths. He was immediately panicked. He could not afford this matter and did not dare to conceal it. So he called the county...

Two hours later, the police station received a call from Beijing, claiming to be the Interpol China Central Bureau and asked him about the relevant details.

Director Wang was frightened and reported in detail with the phone, thinking that I have also participated in an international case this time.

...

In the smoke and clouds halfway up the mountain, Liu Kunlun grabbed the vine with one hand and the backpack strap with the other. On the other end of the strap were spring leeks.

Chunjiu reacted and grabbed a nearby vine, and under the command of Liu Kunlun, took out a dagger from his bag, took off the backpack strap, and then threw the heavy backpack down. The backpack fell into the abyss, and it took a long time to hear the sound of landing.

The moment he was shot, Liu Kunlun made a decision in the face of danger and rolled down the mountain. He grabbed a thick vine during the descending process. His idea was to escape from the birth day and come back to save Chunjiu, but unexpectedly, Chunjiu jumped off the cliff immediately. This girl looked extremely docile and decisive in life and death.

Liu Kunlun almost didn't catch her. Fortunately, the backpack strap helped her. Fortunately, Chunlei was light in weight, and even so, she almost killed Liu Kunlun.

"On or down." Liu Kunlun asked.

"Low." Chunlei replied with a word.

The two of them climbed down the vines, which was not easy. The vines were wet and spiked, and they were not everywhere. Where there were no vines, they had to slash the cracks of the rocks. Moreover, Liu Kunlun was carrying a man on his back. In a place where there was no cracks of the rocks, he inserted a dagger into the mountain and then used a backpack strap to descend. Fortunately, Chunlei was a child who grew up in the mountains. If someone else changed to him, he would definitely stop eating.

As he crawled, Liu Kunlun felt something was wrong. He was on his head, and he didn't know if it was the stamina of corn wine or the dizziness caused by blood loss, but that shot shouldn't cause much damage. After all, he was wearing Kevla's bulletproof vest.

"Chunlei, I'm not good enough." Liu Kunlun stopped and whispered, "Give you a knife, be careful."

"Brother Kunlun, hold on, are you injured?" Chunjiu became anxious, and her voice was crying. She quickly tied herself and Liu Kunlun together with a backpack strap, and wanted to live together and die together.

Liu Kunlun was tired and could no longer hold on, so he relaxed his hand and slid down. Fortunately, the mountain had changed from a cliff to a steep slope. Chunlei grabbed every stone and every branch, trying his best to slow down the decline of the two people, and did not give up when both hands were bleeding.

God opened his eyes and gave them a way out. Half an hour later, the three of them finally fell to the bottom of the valley. This was a lush oasis with gurgling water in their ears. The most special thing was that the temperature was very high, and spring was not better than spring.

Chunjiu walked around and found the backpack, and found the musket thrown at the foot of the mountain. She fired some spring water and came back. Liu Kunlun was still in a coma, with a hot forehead. Chunjiu wiped his forehead with a towel dipped in cold water and untied her clothes. She saw a piece of iron sand embedded in the inner Kevlar vest. The muskets made in the countryside were used for **, and their power was limited, much inferior to standard ammunition. Most of the ammunition was blocked, but the shotgun fan was fired, and some scattered iron sand hit the unprotected shoulder.

These iron sands are the culprits. Chunlei picked up the dagger and roasted the baking power with a lighter for disinfection. Three tiny iron sands were dug out from Liu Kunlun's shoulders. The iron sand was black and blue. My father should have used Uncle Wu's gun. Uncle Wu liked to harness the poison on bullets when he was hunting.

This poison was extracted from the herbs by Wu Uncle himself. God knows what type of alkaloid it is. Liu Kunlun fell into a coma after being hit by three of his non-critical parts, which may endanger his life.

Chunlei was in a dilemma and didn't know where to go. She could climb down the cliff, and those people in the village could do it, but they were just a question of willingness to deny it. If my father took out the price of a jar of corn wine, there might be countless people coming to chase her, so she could not abandon Brother Kunlun and leave alone.

If you drag a coma Liu Kunlun to travel, it is difficult to move forward. It is said that this valley cannot be walked out. It is surrounded by mountains, and only birds and monkeys can go out.

Chunlei looked around and decided to find a place to hide first. The bottom of the valley was in a state of a primeval forest, and the ground was extremely thick with humus soil. The shrubs grew wildly and there was no way out.

Finally, Chunlei dragged Liu Kunlun to a huge dry and flat stone, covered by shade from his head. He looked up at the sky. The corn was in the clouds and mist and could not see clearly. He did not hear any movement. His father and uncle did not chase him down and kill him.

Liu Kunlun had a high fever and was unconscious. Chunji began to think randomly. What should I do if Brother Kunlun died? People died, but the time for death must be correct. Brother Kunlun didn't even leave a descendant. How could this work?

"I want to help Brother Kunlun leave his descendants." Chunjiu suddenly had this idea in her mind, making her blush.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sky gradually became dark. Chunlei did not dare to make fire. She held the musket tightly to protect Liu Kunlun. She was afraid that there would be beasts in the valley, but this worry was unnecessary. There were no wild animals in the valley, and it was silent all night, with only the sound of spring water flowing through it.

At dawn, before Brother Kunlun woke up, Chunjiu decided to turn his thoughts into reality and stay for the Liu family.
Chapter completed!