just in time

[Second update]

Yun Fang felt that he had been in a state of confusion for a long time.

"Yi Chenliang!" Someone called him.

He opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up from the bed, and subconsciously took out the gun from under the pillow.

He half-kneeled on the bed, aimed his gun at the door, and gasped in shock.

why am i hereHe subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

He didn't hear the knock on the door, and the people outside were calling his name in Burmese, and the word Yi Chenliang sounded neither fish nor fowl.

He put the gun on his waist, picked up the coat on the bed, put it on, and opened the door.

Outside is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in local costumes, with big and bright eyes, and his white teeth stand out when he smiles. He talks to him in the local language, "Your lunch, grandma asked me to give it to you." You bring it."

"Thank you." Yi Chenliang took the plate in his hand and was about to close the door.

The young man clasped the door frame with both hands and poked his head inside, with a pleading tone, "Yi, can I go in and play for a while? When I go back at this time, my mother will definitely let me go to work again."

Yi Chenliang was not moved by him, and still wanted to close the door.

"Yi! Please!" The boy still looked at him with a smile on his face, "I'll just play for a while, and I'll take the plate and leave after you finish eating, and you don't have to go over and deliver it."

Yi Chenliang didn't continue to close the door.

He remembered that this young man was called A Maung, a villager in the village where he lived, and he was usually responsible for delivering meals to him.

Ah Mao walked around his room very curiously, and sat on the bench to watch him eat sensiblely.

Yi Chenliang is not very particular. He sits cross-legged on the bed and eats rice with a spoon. He is not used to the food here. Even though he has been abroad for many years, he still likes to eat steamed buns and pancakes from the north.

"Yi, you are really amazing!" Ah Maung looked at him adoringly, "I saw you kill someone last night!"

Yi Chenliang slammed the hand holding the rice spoon, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at him coldly.

Ah Mao shrank her neck in fright, and quickly covered her mouth, "But I didn't tell anyone! I swear!"

Yi Chenliang put the plate on the bed, touched his lower back with one hand, and asked calmly, "Where did you see it?"

"It's at the mountain behind the village! I happened to be catching rabbits on the mountain that day, and no one saw it when I lay on the ground." Ah Maung said excitedly, "Six people surrounded you, and you didn't even fire a gun, and you killed them all." Killed! It's really handsome!"

"Do you know who they are?" Yi Chenliang gripped the handle of the gun tightly.

"It's too far away, I can't hear you clearly." Ah Maung pouted regretfully, but then looked at him excitedly, "Yi, can you teach me Kung Fu? Your Chinese Kung Fu! Swish! Swish! One move can knock down the enemy!"

Yi Chenliang let go of the gun, picked up the plate and continued eating.

"Yi, why don't you talk anymore?" Ah Mao was puzzled, "Do you not want to teach me?"

"That's not Chinese Kung Fu." Yi Chenliang didn't even move his eyelids, finished the food on the plate in two or three bites, and handed it to him, "You go."

Ah Mao hugged the plate and refused to move, "Yi, Ah Yin and the others in the village like you very much. They say you are the most beautiful man in the world, and Ah Yin secretly told me that they want to marry you."

He thought that by exchanging "secrets" with Yi Chenliang, Yi Chenliang would be able to teach him kung fu, but Yi Chenliang was completely unmoved and his face was frosty.

Ah Mao pursed her lips unhappily, "Okay then, I'll come back tomorrow at noon to bring you food."

He pushed the door open slowly and went out, and before Yi Chenliang could persuade him to stay, he kicked a small stone away outside the door as if venting his anger.

Yi Chenliang stood on the inside of the window, watching him leave before putting his hand off the handle of the gun.

To be on the safe side, killing Ah Maung is the most beneficial choice for him.

But for some unknown reason, he let him go again on a single thought.

The weather here is hot, and the coat will be stuffy and sweaty after wearing it for a long time. He took off the coat and threw it back on. He only wore a black vest. There was a long and deep scar on his left arm extending from the elbow to the jaw. Not long after the scab fell off, the scar was still slightly itchy.

He poured a glass of water to drink, sat cross-legged on the bed, took the gun and disassembled it, reloaded it and then disassembled it, counting the bullets inside over and over again.

This small mountain village is too remote, and there is no mobile phone signal. He has been here for a week.

He was waiting for Ge San to contact him uncontrollably.

It wasn't the first time he had contact with the police, but it was the first time he was in a cooperative relationship, which made him instinctively uneasy.

Ge San is fierce and cunning, and he habitually leaves a few more paths for himself. He must find a way to force Ge San back to the country.

Only by catching him in the country and killing him will he not revive.

But now Ge San has begun to doubt him, and has not contacted him for seven days.

Yi Chenliang twisted the two bullets back and forth in his hands, and the communicator in his coat suddenly flickered.

He waited for a while, and he took out the communicator until the third flash in a row.

'The location has been confirmed, pick up at [-] o'clock in the evening. '

He stared at the small screen for a while before pressing the button to answer.

Success or failure depends on one move, he absolutely cannot let Ge San doubt himself at this time.

Yi Chenliang pressed the bullet into the magazine, turned it twice in his hand, and put it on the muzzle of the gun.

He squinted his eyes and calculated the approximate distance and position. Holding the gun in his left hand, he extended his right hand.

With a muffled "poof", the bullet passed through the flesh, and the shell case fell to the ground and bounced.

The gun was casually thrown on the bed, Yi Chenliang clenched his right wrist and gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped up, and big drops of sweat fell on the black pants, slowly smearing away.

"Uh—" The severe pain made him finally yell out uncontrollably, he lowered his head and bit his left wrist, the salty blood overflowed from his teeth, he forced his voice into his throat.

After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth, and the deep blood remained at the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, there was a slight gasp from the window, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were as scarlet as evil ghost Rakshasa, and he looked like a pair of terrified eyes outside the window. His big eyes met his gaze.

He picked up the gun and kicked open the door, but the person at the window had already run away without a trace.

The blood of the right hand trickled down the fingertips and landed on the wooden threshold, accumulating in the crevices that had been in disrepair.

He didn't know when he fell asleep. He was awakened by the crying outside, and he sat up and looked out the window at the smoke and fire.

The door of the room was kicked open from the outside, and Wan Hui came in after Ge San.

Ge San noticed the injury on his right hand at a glance, and his eyes were slightly surprised, "Ah Liang, are you injured?"

"En." Yi Chenliang just responded, put on his coat silently, and put the gun behind his back. "What's going on outside?"

"Hey, Ah Si was accidentally bumped into by a brat on the road, and that brat woke up half the village, trouble." Ge San didn't take this little accident to heart at all, and raised his chin at Wan Hui, "Help Ah Liang look at the injury."

Wan Hui took a look at Yi Chenliang, went over to pick up his right hand and took a closer look, her face changed suddenly, "Why is it hurt so badly?"

"The note is good." Yi Chenliang said in a flat tone, and withdrew his hand.

Ge San looked at Wan Hui, and Wan Hui gritted his teeth, "The hit is too damn small, this hand is considered useless, and I won't be able to shoot at all in the future."

Ge San finally frowned, "Go find a doctor in the city and take a good look, let's go."

Yi Chenliang has been by his side for so long, and he has taught him his superb marksmanship. He knows how much Yi Chenliang cherishes his hands, but even if he really hooks up with Tiaozi, he won't be able to do it.

Abandoning his right hand is almost like abolishing half of his life, Ge San felt that Yi Chenliang was not so ruthless.

Yi Chenliang followed behind Ge San, gunshots and cries could be heard endlessly, when Ah Si passed by, he was throwing a dead body into the fire.

Ah Maung's big, lifeless eyes met his gaze blankly.

"Ah Liang, hurry up!" Seeing him tilting his head to look at the pile of corpses, Ge San laughed silently, "Why, are you still having feelings for these Burmese?"

"No." Yi Chenliang withdrew his gaze and followed him into the car blankly.

The village and the gunpowder were left far behind. He sat in the co-pilot and looked at the endless road ahead.

"Ah Liang, I have always valued you very much." Ge San who was sitting in the back seat said slowly, "Don't let me down."

"Yes." Yi Chenliang lowered his eyes and looked at the injury on his right hand.

"You and Wan Hui are my right arm and right arm. No matter which one I lose, it will make me very sad. Don't worry too much about the injury on your hand. If it doesn't work, start from the beginning with the left hand." Ge San narrowed his eyes, "That group of damned The note, let them return it sooner or later."

"Yeah." Yi Chenliang suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, "Sooner or later, he will return."

The car was running smoothly, and he closed his eyes for a nap. Suddenly, the car body bumped violently, and the rumbling sound of the explosion shook his eardrums.

He grabbed the armrest of the car and opened his eyes amidst the chaos.

He didn't know why he appeared in the cave, but it seemed that he was supposed to be there in the first place. The situation in front of him didn't allow him to think too much. He held a gun in his left hand, and the muzzle of the gun was right on Ge San's temple.

Ge San's face was covered with blood, and he laughed wildly, "Ah Liang! I really didn't expect that you could even kill yourself. I, Ge San, admire you!"

Yi Chenliang held his gun firmly against him, and said in a cold voice, "No need."

Ge San was still smiling, "Since when did you start contacting the police? One year ago? Or three years ago? I actually started to suspect you only recently. I didn't expect your acting skills to be so good!"

Yi Chenliang never liked to talk nonsense, he shot through Ge San's right wrist, ignored his heart-piercing wailing, strangled his neck and led him forward.

"Yi Chenliang!" Ge San finally started to panic, "I, Ge San, think I treat you kindly! When you couldn't even eat enough, I was the one who saved you and pulled you out of the mire! I was the one who saved you." You! Give you food and drink, teach you how to protect yourself! You can’t repay your kindness like this! I saved you!”

"I don't need it." Yi Chenliang's voice was calm, even lifeless, "No one can save me."

Ge San roared: "A Liang! A Liang! What do you want? Money! Power! Women! I can give you whatever you want! As long as you don't kill me!"

Yi Chenliang put the muzzle of the gun on his chin, looked at him coldly, "I want you to go to hell."

With his index finger on the trigger, he only needed a little force to end Ge San's life.

"Wan Hui is right, you don't even have basic humanity!" Ge San started cursing desperately, "You are just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! You don't even care about yourself, how can you care about other people! You are a devil !!"

Yi Chenliang twitched his cold brows, subconsciously retorted, "No."

But what is he refuting?

Yi Chenliang thought about it clearly, but he just wanted to refute Ge San, and one sentence he said was wrong.

As long as he pulls the trigger now, he can send Ge San to hell.

But no, he couldn't do it because... because of what?

His head began to hurt violently, every bone in his body seemed to be displaced, and even his breathing became difficult, as if he could cough up blood and flesh in the next second.

It hurts too much.

Where did he get hurt and why is it in so much pain?

The air in his chest was decreasing little by little, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't take in any air, his whole body seemed to be stuffed into a swamp, slowly waiting for death.

I can't die.

There are people waiting for me to go back.

All the pictures in front of him were shattered, turned into little bits of starlight and disappeared, and there was a large void of darkness in front of him. He stumbled and walked forward, clutching his heart, with thick and sticky blood under his feet, which turned into countless dry The sharp claws demanded his life, grabbing his ankles and trying to take him to hell with him.

He gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward, and it became more and more difficult to walk until each step weighed more than a thousand catties. Those sharp claws wrapped around his thighs, clasped his shoulders tightly, and grabbed his throat. A sense of suffocation came, making his consciousness gradually blurred.

He couldn't move anymore.

He has no strength, it is really too painful.

Or so be it.

That's all.

He closed his eyes slowly, but the moment he closed his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a pink velvet flower.

The eyes that were about to close were opened with difficulty, and the little pink flower floated in the pitch-black void, surrounded by fragments of starlight, circled him twice, and then floated forward again.

Seeing that he was not moving, he turned around by himself and floated forward a few times, as if to show him the way.

He didn't know where the strength burst out, and he broke away from the countless skeleton claws, lifted his foot stuck in the blood river, and chased after him step by step.

There are more and more pink flowers, they are floating in the air, and the tiny starlight sparkles and connects to guide him back.

He walked faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally started to run in big strides. He broke through the pink flowers all over the mountain, and saw a small figure at the end of the sea of ​​flowers and stars.

Six-year-old Yi Chenliang stood alone at the back door of the orphanage. Facing the large velvet flower forest, he showed him a bright smile, and even said in a crisp voice, "Da Yi, you are here!"

Yi Chenliang stopped in his tracks and stared at him blankly.

Xiao Yi Chenliang reached out and grabbed his hand tightly, raised his head and asked him, "Da Yi, are you here to pick me up?"

The flowers and stars in front of him dissipated, and Xiao Yi Chenliang's figure grew up rapidly, turning into a boy exactly like him.

When two people look at each other, it's like looking in a mirror. They should be one, but they are so different.

The boy opened his arms and embraced him, and said to him in a deep voice:

"Yi Chenliang, I'm waiting for your return."

Yi Chenliang remembered.

What Ge San said was wrong, he didn't even care about himself.

He couldn't kill Ge San because he wanted to hug someone cleanly.

Yi Chenliang is waiting for him to go back.

The body of the person lying on the operating table convulsed suddenly, and the congestion that had been suffocating in his throat was coughed out. He gasped heavily, and fell back to the operating table again.

The flattened straight line on the machine sounded regularly again.

The cold heart started beating again.