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Chapter 51 Convergence
After Lao Yang came back, he hurriedly told several people what happened, and they all had different expressions.

Both men gritted their teeth and said, "This traitor is finally dead. Although he didn't die by our hands, it can be regarded as revenge for his comrades."

The woman looked at Wang Mo with a complicated expression at this time. At this time, Wang Mo had already taken out the bullet and was being bandaged.

The girl had curious eyes, only the old man frowned and looked at Wang Mo, thought for a while and said, "From Lao Yang's description, it can be confirmed that their firepower is very strong, it's not like our people did it, I guess this person He's a member of the military."

"You said he was a spy dog?" The woman looked at Wang Mo with eyes full of hatred when she heard that Wang Mo was a member of the military commander.

The two men also frowned, probably regretting saving Wang Mo.

The old man went on to say, "Everyone, don't think too much. Since you have been saved, don't think about it wildly. Besides, he is not very old. Maybe he didn't have the blood of our comrades on his hands?"

After several people heard what the old man said, the woman and the two men went out one after another. The old man asked, "Xiaomei, how is his injury?"

The girl said, "The main reason is that he lost a lot of blood, and the bullet didn't hurt his vitals. The main thing now is to see if he will have a fever at night. We don't have any special medicine here, so it depends on whether he can survive by himself."

The old man nodded and said, "It's hard work for you to watch him here. They probably won't come over to take care of him. If he wakes up, let me know as soon as possible."

"OK, all right"

Wang Mo, who was in a coma, was having a dream at this time. In the dream, he found that he had returned to the real world and was eating with Zu Yan. After a while, Zu Yan's face suddenly changed into that of a middle-aged woman. , the face covered with blood was asking Wang Mo, "Xiao Mo, have you avenged me?"

Immediately afterwards, people appeared one by one, including former classmates, and those who he had killed over the years. Finally, Xiao Wu stood in front of Wang Mo with a smile, saying something, but Wang Mo tried hard to listen, but there was no answer. Listen to what Xiao Wu said.

"Little Wu"

Xiaomei was reading a book at the side, when she heard a voice suddenly, she realized that Wang Mo had woken up, and hurried over and asked, "How are you, what's wrong?"

Wang Mo opened his eyes and saw a pure face without makeup, and said something anxiously at this moment.

After a while, Wang Mo's feeling returned to his body. He wanted to get up, but suddenly felt a sharp pain.

"Don't move around, I'm going to call someone now."

After finishing speaking, he ran out in a hurry. Wang Mo looked around and knew that he had been rescued. He looked up at the gauze on his body and the surrounding environment. Wang Mo frowned.

Wang Mo struggled, took out the oral antibiotics from the space, and ate it with great effort. After the whole movement, Wang Mo's head was already covered with sweat.

Lying on the bed, Wang Mo smiled wryly, thinking to himself, "I never thought that I would be almost honorable just after transmigrating."

After a while, the noise of footsteps came, and Wang Mo turned his head to see the girl and an old man coming in.

The old man came over and touched his head, feeling a slight fever.

"Don't worry, you're safe now, don't worry you'll recover here." She said kindly.

Wang Mo didn't speak, but nodded, smiled with the old man, and then passed out again.

It was already night when Wang Mo woke up again, and the girl named Xiaomei fed him porridge.

At this time, Wang Mo already has a lot of energy, and he can get out of bed for activities, although every activity is very painful.

When there was no one in the middle, Wang Mo gave himself antibiotics and painkillers.

Wang Mo chatted with Xiaomei when he was idle and bored.

"You performed the operation on me?" Wang Mo asked

Xiaomei said innocently, "Yes, only I can do it here."

Hearing Xiaomei's words, Wang Mo pondered for a while. Now he doesn't know where this place is. The only thing he can be sure of is that this is not a stronghold of traitors. I don't know if it's people from the Nationalist Party or the Red Party. The conditions for surgery can only be the underground organizations of the Military Command, the Central Command, and the Red Party. Others do not have this strength, and they are still so covert.

After listening to Xiaomei's words, Wang Mo asked curiously, "Then I have to thank you for saving your life, how old are you this year?"

After hearing what Wang Mo said, Xiaomei hurriedly waved her hands and said, "You're welcome. Brother Yang said that you are a hero against Japan, so I should save you. I'm 22 this year."

After chatting with Xiaomei for a while, Wang Mo was sure that this was an underground organization of the Red Party, because once Xiaomei spoke, she mentioned comrades, and only members of the Red Party would call her own people that way in this era.

At night, the old man, the woman, and the man who rescued him came in.

The old man still smiled and asked him about the situation, but the woman and the man stood on one side with a blank face, and they separated as soon as they came in. Wang Mo saw their positions, and he knew that he probably guessed his identity. Otherwise, you can't be so wary of yourself.

"Young man, how do you feel now?" the old man looked amiably and asked.

Wang Mo looked at a man and a woman who caught him in the middle, and replied with a smile, "Thank you for saving me. If it weren't for you, I guess I would either be dead or fall into the hands of the Japanese."

The old man and the others looked at each other, and asked tentatively, "Can you tell me how you were injured? If you can't, it doesn't matter!"

Wang Mo struggled to sit up, "There is nothing to say about this. I think everyone in Shanghai knows now that I was ordered to assassinate Ding Moqun this time. I didn't expect that I would be injured at the end of the successful assassination."

Hearing that Wang Mo said what he did without any concealment, the few people were slightly relieved. They didn't ask about Wang Mo's origin, and of course Wang Mo didn't say anything. Everyone knew it well, but No one pierced this layer of window paper.

After staying here for a few more days, Wang Mo's injuries healed a lot, and he was ready to go to the place where he and the six sons met. They waited for him for a few days, and if they waited any longer, they would think that they had already died.

When Wang Mo proposed the idea of ​​leaving, the old man did not stop him from leaving, but the woman hesitated to speak.

Wang Mo didn't ask much about the gun missing in his hand. He knew that some people must have put it away, and there were still several pistols in his space anyway.

Before leaving, Wang Mo was still planning to pierce the window paper, since he was sure that the other party was a member of the Red Party, and he was also thinking about how to get in touch with members of the Red Party.

"Old man, to tell you the truth, I am a member of the Military Investigation Bureau of the Nationalist Government. This time I also acted on the orders of Shangfeng. Thank you for saving my life." Wang Mo raised his hands and clasped fists at several people.

When several people heard Wang Mo's words, they were still a little nervous, because Wang Mo had already pierced the window paper.

"I have a general understanding of your origins. Please believe me. Although promises are the most useless words in this era, please believe me."

Wang Mo spoke to several people solemnly, and he saw that the man had already put his hands on his lower back.

"And my hands were not stained with your blood. I joined the military command in the 26th year of the Republic of China. At that time, the two parties had already cooperated. After the Japanese are beaten away, maybe we will govern this country together! It will be useful in the future If you find me, go to Chongqing to find me, my name is Wang Mo, I believe you can find me, so farewell!"

After speaking, Wang Mo left in a hurry regardless of their expressions.

After Wang Mo left, the woman said anxiously, "Has he discovered our identities? Do you want to?" She wiped her neck.

The old man looked at Wang Mo's direction and said thoughtfully, "No, this person may be very useful, but we can't stay in this place anymore, it's time to move, and I will report his situation to the organization later. .”

After hearing what the old man said, although the woman was a little dissatisfied, she still obeyed his order.

According to Wang Mo’s impression, he came to a fisherman’s boat. Although Wang Mo had changed his clothes and could not see any signs of injury, his movements were still different from normal people’s, because every step he took, Wang Mo Bearing the pain, the wound may have oozing blood at this time.

Seeing Wang Mo's figure from a distance, the old horse who was watching the wind on the fishing boat ran up excitedly, supported Wang Mo, and looked behind Wang Mo to see if there was any suspicious figure.

When Wang Mo appeared on the boat, Liu Zi and Xiao Pan were very excited.

"You know you're fine, Captain." The happy six sons stepped forward to support Wang Mo and said.

The old horse saw that Wang Mo was fine, so he went out to watch the wind again.

"Have you been here these days?" Wang Mo asked.

"No, we just came yesterday, the old horse came earlier." Liu Zi replied.

After Wang Mo heard this, he nodded, then sat down, opened his clothes, and saw blood oozing from the wound.

Seeing the gauze wrapped around Wang Mo's body, the six sons asked in panic, "Captain, how is your injury?"

"I can't die yet. I broke into a church on the road. The foreigners in it could perform surgery and saved me. I stayed there for a few days. When I was able to get off the road, I came to you." Wang Mo explained, mainly These words are for the people in the headquarters. Maybe when I return to Chongqing, the people above will know how I was injured and where I was treated.

Regarding the matter of the church, Wang Mo also said it after careful consideration. There is really a church nearby. In the future, if someone goes to check his situation, he probably won’t be able to ask anything. After all, most of them are foreigners. The Chinese at that time had a natural feeling of being inferior to foreigners, so knowing that the other party was a foreigner, it was probably a question whether the people at the headquarters would ask!

(End of this chapter)