Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

With people on his back, Song Jianyu dragged two dazed teenagers up the back mountain, where he saw a two-person tent with lights on, clearly illuminating the four figures playing cards sitting in the room.

The heavy rain brought the black coal mine to a standstill, and everyone hid in tents, playing cards, chatting and sleeping.

No one cares about three drowned chickens in the rain.

Song Jianyu raised his hand to hiss, signaling the two people next to him to stand here first without making a sound. He sneakily grabbed a wooden stick on the ground and sneaked to the back of the tent.

The people in the tent were playing cards, and no one noticed that there were people outside the tent.

Song Jianyu squatted outside, only a foot away from the tent, and pointed the wooden stick in his hand at the bucket at the door to hook it.

He picked up the bucket covered with a tarpaulin with a wooden stick and swung towards him in the rain.

When the other hand touched the bucket, Song Jianyu immediately held the bucket to greet the two men and ran away.

The sound of the rain covered their footsteps, and Song Jianyu ran for hundreds of meters before stopping. He threw away the wooden bucket and lifted the tarpaulin on the bucket to check the contents of the bucket.

There is a huge tarpaulin outside the bucket, and the inside of the bucket is still dry, and there are two red hard hats inside.

"Put it on to protect you from the rain." Song Jianyu took out the two hard hats and signaled He Yang to put them on.

He Yang didn't eat well or sleep well in the past few days. He didn't feel it when he walked around in the rain for a long time, and his whole body was shaking when he stopped.

The bean-heavy raindrops that had been hitting his head were finally blocked by the hat.

Song Jianyu tore the two-meter-wide tarpaulin into two halves, tied it in the shape of a scarf and put it around the necks of the two of them.

Rainwater trickled down from the edge of the helmet and dripped onto the tarp, and then flowed along the tarp to the ground.

After fixing it for the two of them, Song Jianyu had time to look at the remaining items in the bucket, a few pairs of old gloves for working on the construction site, two flashlights, half a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter.

He took out the two flashlights and turned them on and found that there was still electricity. He took one and stuffed the other to He Yang: "Take it and follow me."

With the dead Xie Yongming on his back, Song Jianyu stood in the rain and calmly recalled the terrain of Shirencao. Every mountain, road, and path on the map purchased for 5 yuan appeared in front of his eyes one by one.

"Go to Yangcheng."

He knew that there was a very small mountain road here, as long as he bypassed this mountain, he could enter Yangcheng.

At that time, even if the people in Yi City find that they are gone, they will not be able to cross to another city and find them in the vast crowd.

The three of them were walking in the heavy rain, and Song Jianyu didn't throw away the empty bucket. Without a helmet, he put the bucket on his head, and then the three of them swung away those blocking the way with a flashlight and a shovel. Weeds, groping all the way in the dark for more than half an hour, finally found the path that still existed more than ten years later.

None of the three spoke, and there was no dry place on their bodies, and Song Jianyu had to carry a person on his back to lead them the way.

The rain didn't stop until nine o'clock the next morning, and the three of them, who had been walking on the mountain all night, walked out of the grass at half a person's height with their faces turned blue and white from the cold.

A few hundred meters away, Song Jianyu saw hope on the flat and neat concrete path, and the aroma of meat buns wafted from a six-story villa not far away.

Song Jianyu dragged the two behind him onto the path carefully, and there was no one around.

In a world where the rain has just stopped, people have not yet planned to step on the wet ground in the morning. The three of them who have been on the dirt road all night are covered with mud from the knees down.

Song Jianyu walked in the front, stepped on the cement road with one foot, paused, turned around and looked at the two teenagers who had followed him all night, and said silently. "Take off your shoes first and walk barefoot."

He Yang and the two bent down and took off the muddy shoes on their feet, holding them in their hands.

There was a small ditch by the side of the road, which had been filled with water after a night of heavy rain.

Song Jianyu also took off his shoes and motioned for them to come over and throw them into the ditch.

After washing off the weeds and mud on it, I jumped down to clean all the mud spots below my knees, and then I climbed up and put on my wet shoes.

Following his example, He Yang and the others washed themselves and walked on the cement road with their wet shoes on.

Song Jianyu walked a few steps in the direction of the six-story villa, and then looked behind them.

There were no obvious footprints or mud spots on the wet concrete road.

In case... In case the people from the Black Coal Mine chased after their footprints, or their identities were suspected in Yangcheng, no one would know that they crossed the city overnight without leaving obvious footprints on the concrete floor.

Song Jianyu gritted his teeth and carried Xie Yongming on his back, and led the two of them towards the villa that smelled like meat buns, trying to pretend to be the four beggar brothers, and try to beg for some food.

The three of them were less than five meters away from the villa when they suddenly heard a dog barking.

The closed door outside the villa was opened from the inside, and Song Jianyu subconsciously pulled He Yang and the two of them to hide behind the haystack.

After the door of the villa was fully opened, a black Santana drove out of it, and the man sitting in the driver's seat with the window open was holding up the phone and cursing.

"I lost people in the next rain, what are you doing for food! How could a dumb man leave the construction site with two little devils, there must be someone outside to respond, if the labor-management construction site is found and sealed up, I will be the first Kill you first!"

The man on the phone, without waiting for a rebuttal from the other end, opened the car door as soon as he hung up the phone, and dragged the Tibetan mastiff that was guarding the gate in the yard directly into the car.

He was still swearing: "Son, when you arrive at the construction site in a while, catch me that bastard who secretly contacted the outside world to expose the situation of my construction site. I will treat you to eat ten catties of bones."

After the black Santana drove away, Song Jianyu, who was squatting behind the haystack and holding down the two teenagers, broke out in a cold sweat.

He never expected that the boss of the Black Coal Mine lived in Yangcheng behind the mountains, and happened to be facing the small road from Yicheng.

If they had also walked over when they heard the dog barking just now, they would have been caught on the spot.

He Yang and the two who were hiding behind him were also trembling from the shock of the accident, without Song Jianyu ordering them to lie down behind the haystack as much as possible and dare not move.

Song Jianyu stood behind the haystack and waited for 5 minutes, pricking his ears to make sure that no one came out for the time being.

But he looked up at the smell of meat buns wafting over the villa, and after swallowing forcefully a few times, he untied the rope that bound Xie Yongming around his waist.

He dug out a hole in the corner of the two-meter-high haystack facing the wall, put Xie Yongming's body in it, and motioned for He Yang and the two to follow into the haystack.

"You are waiting for me here. I will find a way to go in and see if I can find clean clothes and food. You must not leave here until I come back."

Song Jianyu quickly wrote in He Yang's palm with his fingers.

He Yang squatted inside the haystack and nodded vigorously, expressing that he remembered.

Song Jianyu used the straw he took out just now to cover up the entrance of the hole again, and then he quietly drilled out from behind.

The villa of the owner of the black coal mine is unique. Standing on this concrete path, it is separated from other houses in the village by a distance of one or two kilometers.

Don't rely on neighbors in front, and don't rely on roads in back.

It is specially blocked in the direction of the intersection of this small road leading to Shirenao.

No one knows yet that the three of them crossed the mountains and walked all night in the rain to Yangcheng. It would take at least three and a half hours to drive from here to Yangcheng.

Song Jianyu didn't rush into the villa. He stood in front of a small clean ditch, bent over to wash his face, patted his numb face from the cold, and tried to make himself look normal. The villagers, holding a piece of dogtail grass in their hands, walked past the gate of the villa with a natural attitude.

That door has been open since just now. When Song Jianyu passed by the door with the dog's tail in his hand, he saw a woman in a short red dress carrying a small black bag and walking out in high heels. .

Song Jianyu quickly lowered his head, pretending to be playing with the bristlegrass in his hand, and walked slowly towards the direction of the centralized housing in the opposite village with his head lowered.

From the corner of the eye, she kept staring at the enchantingly dressed woman behind her, only to see the other party swaying, walked to the door and took out her mobile phone, and said to the human being on the other end of the phone: "The old guy has gone to Yi City, after a day's work." Rain, my shoulder is very uncomfortable, you drive over and take me for a massage."

The woman standing at the gate of the courtyard and talking on the phone saw a man who was squatting on the ground picking dogtail grass not far away more than ten meters away. She turned her back to Song Jianyu and said lazily, "That old guy If you don’t show up in front of me, I’ll give you 10 minutes, so don’t call me sister anymore.”

The person on the other end of the phone kept begging for mercy and promised to arrive in five minutes.

When the woman finished making the phone call and turned around, she saw that the boy who was standing ten meters away had gone 50 meters away now. He looked like an idiot, and he went out to play without knowing what time. Wet, still picking dogtail grass there.

Song Jianyu, who was walking all the way to pick the dog's tail grass, didn't wait long when he saw a white Honda driving from a distance. It didn't stop all the way to the entrance of the villa, picked up the woman standing at the entrance, picked it up, and took it away.

Song Jianyu squatted on the side of the road and looked at the white Honda that was going further and further away. He didn't throw away the dog's tail grass in his hand until he could no longer see the rear end of the car, and ran towards the villa.

When he reached the tall fence at the entrance, Song Jianyu turned around and took off his shoes under a big banyan tree on the side, stepped on the tree body with one foot, and climbed up step by step with the other foot on the courtyard wall. After sticking his head out of the wall, he was vigilant Glancing at the four corners of the yard, he jumped in from the two-meter-high fence after making sure there was no monitoring or anything like that.