The Little Tailor and the Great Warlord

75.

The little tailor had just fallen asleep when the gunfire sounded.

Last night, when he was chatting with the little warlord around the small stove and sewing buttons for him, he suddenly "killed" a person in.

That is the most trusted brother of the little warlord.

The little warlord never shy away from anything before, but he didn't expect to go out with others in silence this time.

76.

The little tailor tiptoed to the window sill, trying his best to hear what the two of them were saying outside.

But the little warlord who always likes to talk like a roar, for fear that others won't hear him, whispered quietly this time.

The little tailor's toes were soft and he didn't know why, so he simply ignored it and sat back and began to sew the little warlord's holes where he didn't know where to play.

It's just that although he didn't listen to the sewing work under his hands, his ears were not idle, and he was always paying attention to the movement outside the door.

77.

Just when the little tailor sewed all the clothes of the little warlord over and over again, and couldn't find anything else to work on, the little warlord came in in a hurry.

It's just that the little ruffian-like smile that was still hanging on his face before going out put away, and his face was a little serious.

"What's the matter?" The little tailor couldn't help being a little startled, and he didn't know why he was a little flustered.

But the little warlord just smiled and said: "It's nothing, there are some children in the city next door who are not awake, I want to go and have a look."

78.

The little tailor's dark eyes stared at the little warlord for a long time without blinking, until the little warlord blushed and finally moved away with some reluctance.

"Then pay attention to safety when you pass by. I..."

The words are not finished, but the meaning has been expressed.

I will wait for your return.

79.

The little warlord stared fixedly at the little tailor, nodded seriously, then casually grabbed a warm windbreaker that the little tailor had just baked for him, put it on his body, and left without looking back.

I don't know if it's because the night is dark and the wind is high and the road is hard to see. The little warlord's steps are a little slow, but he is very firm.

The little tailor watched his leaving back for a long time, until the person was no longer visible, then he lowered his head and let go of the hand that had been tightly held since the person turned around.

But he didn't expect that what woke him up the next day was not the loud shout of the little warlord, but the cannon fire all over the sky.

80.

Before the little tailor could figure out what was going on in a daze, he was caught by a person who broke in suddenly.

The man was in a terrible state of distress, full of the smell of gunpowder after the bombardment, which made his nose sore.

He subconsciously struggled to escape, but stopped after seeing the coat on the man.

It was the clothes worn by the little warlord before he left, but now he is wearing it on a stranger.

81.

He staggered and followed the man into a car parked in the yard. The little tailor, who was about to start the car, didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly broke free from the man and ran into the house.

Ren Sui didn't look back no matter how the people behind him shouted.

Of course, the little tailor is not in a hurry to die, but wants to get back some important things.

Protecting his head all the way into the room, he finally found what he wanted in a pile of debris scattered everywhere due to the vibration.

82.

When I turned back to drive back into the car, several half-meter-deep holes had been blown out in the small courtyard outside.

The little tailor hurriedly rushed back into the car, seeing the mess all over the floor, he felt a little scared at this moment.

He went back so recklessly just now, what would he do if those unsightly artillery fire accidentally hit him?

But at that time, he couldn't think so much anymore, because he had a feeling that once he left, he would never go back.

83.

The person who came to pick him up didn't have time to scold him. He drove the car with full concentration, and after braving the hail of bullets and arriving safely at an air-raid shelter full of guards, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He dragged the little tailor who was a bit nervous into the hole, and after finding a few familiar brothers, he had time to roar: "You son of a bitch, you fucking want to die! You don't want money, you don't want to die just now!" Then hurry to die..."

Halfway through the cursing, he froze.

Because he found that the small bag that the little tailor was hugging tightly had a corner cut at some point, and what was exposed inside was not silver coins, but some yellowed books.

84.

Although he didn't know a few big characters, he still recognized them. The two characters that were exposed read "Three Kingdoms".

The book with the words "Three Kingdoms" that was pulled out from the warlord's mansion, what else would there be if his boss's most precious pile of "Three Kingdoms" was out?

The man was dumb for a moment, the words of scolding stuck in his throat for a long time and he couldn't spit it out, and finally had to swallow it in embarrassment.

85.

He paused, didn't say anything, and turned around wearily.

Unexpectedly, he just turned his head and wanted to give some instructions to the people behind him, but he was suddenly caught by the corner of his clothes.

Turning around a little irritatedly, he wanted to ask what the damn little tailor wanted to do, but he was stunned the moment he noticed the expression of the person in front of him.

The little tailor looked shocked, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his cheek was injured at some point, and several bloodstains were scraped out.

Some of the more serious ones were still bleeding, but he didn't care at all, he just stared at himself with a pair of blood-red eyes, and then asked a few words tremblingly from between his teeth: "He... What about him?"

86.

Who he was referring to, both of them knew.

But how to answer, the man was at a loss for words.Opening his mouth, he could only say simply: "Boss...he's fine."

But even after saying that, the little tailor still held on tightly to the hem of his coat, not intending to let go.

Turning his head to look at the patch he sewed by himself on the cuff button, the little tailor continued to ask: "Then why, his clothes are on your body?"

87.

After half his life playing tricks, that man has never met such a little tailor, who looks soft and weak, but is actually very stubborn.

He didn't even have the courage to think that the little tailor dared to rush into the hail of bullets just to retrieve a bag of Rao Shizi's miscellaneous talk books.

But at this time, the eyes looking at him were so determined, and he refused to give in at all.

He suddenly had some doubts about what his boss said, should their mother look like a brother-in-law?

If he said something at this moment, the boss knelt down and died, he would bet that the little tailor in front of him would definitely rush back to the ruined mansion that had been bombarded by bombardment without blinking an eye, and do something. Some kind of martyrdom.

88.

Seeing that the little tailor would never let go until he got the answer, he sighed, and finally chose to tell the truth, but the boss Qian Dingling Wan had hidden everything.

"Last night, we received news that there were ghosts in the city next door. Boss led people there all night and wanted to take those devils who were leading the charge to spy on the enemy, but he didn't expect to be tricked by the devils..."

After saying this, he stopped involuntarily.

After a pause, he continued when he saw that although the little tailor's tense facial muscles were tense, and his expression was even a little ferocious, he still kept his senses and looked at him intently.

"Fortunately, the boss is smart. He didn't get caught by those devils and escaped with us. It was only after we ran out that we found out that the devils had transferred a regiment of air force and were going to bomb our place. The boss was worried. Yours, this is why I was sent back to protect you."

89.

The little tailor looked straight into the man's eyes without blinking, as if he was still considering the truth of his words.

It wasn't until the man frowned slightly at last that he staggered his eyes.It's just that his hands didn't relax, he was still struggling: "The clothes...?"

"Yi, clothes?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the clothes on his body belonged to his boss.

"What, you said clothes... When I escaped, my clothes were scratched. Although it's okay for me to show some flesh, but look at the cold winter. I ran back from the next city and didn't freeze. The wind and cold also made my nose runny. The boss waved his hand and threw his clothes over. No, it’s just right. You know this clothes, so you naturally know that I’m not a bad person..."

90.

After speaking, he carefully glanced at the little tailor.

Seeing that the little tailor no longer had doubts, and finally believed in his explanation, he also breathed a sigh of relief after relaxing in a daze with lingering fear.

Damn, this baby was scared to death. He has been doing things like lying and whitening for half his life, but he has never felt guilty like this time.

He didn't understand why the boss hid his precious clothes in the first place, and he insisted that he, who was the least injured, come back to save others.

But now he understood that since the clothes were fine, it meant that the person must be fine too.

Since he is fine, the boss must be fine too.

The boss is telling the little tailor that he is fine.

91.

but……

Thinking of the brother who died last night and the boss who was still waiting to be rescued, his eyes were a little moist.