The Plow

The window was only half-opened, whether it was in disrepair or the rain had corroded the window frame, the rear half could not be pushed through, so Ling Shu had to grab the handle on the top of the window frame with both hands, lift his feet, and send it out first, then It's the body, struggling to squeeze out, while thinking that I seem to be a little fatter, it really wasn't a wise choice to go to Yue's house for dinner every day a while ago, and the end of satisfying the desire of tongue is that now I almost can't even jump through the car window.

There were people coming and going at the station, and Ling Shu's hands were still in handcuffs. He didn't look like a good person at first sight. From the moment he jumped out of the window, many eyes fell on Ling Shu. He started to run towards the exit of the station, as long as he left the station, he was temporarily safe.

In the oncoming crowd, quite a few wanted to hitch a ride, but there were not many people like Ling Shu who got off the bus halfway.

Going upstream is difficult step by step.

Ling Shu was looking around, looking for a gap in the crowd to sneak in, when he saw a little girl in a padded jacket running towards him, holding a candied haws in her hand.

The little boy was dressed thickly and stumbled when he walked, as if he had been separated from his parents, his little head was looking around, and he was about to cry.

She accidentally fell and fell right in front of Ling Shu, but she was fine, but the candied haws were thrown out.

The tears that were suppressed could not be held back immediately, the little boy cried loudly, Ling Shu subconsciously bent down to help him.

But at this moment, a trace of vigilance suddenly appeared in his heart!

It's hard to describe this feeling.

It is probably like a person who has been in a dangerous environment for a long time, and it is easy to react to all potential dangers from the outside world. Even the breeze passing by his ears may be frightening.

But such premonitions and perceptions have saved his life countless times.

When the alarm bells were ringing in his heart, Ling Shu didn't even bother to look up, and immediately rolled away with the child in his arms without thinking!

boom!

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the place where he was bending over and standing just now!

Children are definitely not the killer's target, Ling Shu puts him down and rushes directly into the place where the crowd is densest.

At first, he had a little bit of luck, thinking that Mr. Cheng's people must focus on Chen Wendong, and as for himself, it was just an incidental trouble and burden, but now it seems that Mr. Cheng is determined to solve it together. Troubled after.

If Ling Shu was dead, even if Yue Dingtang questioned him afterwards, Mr. Cheng could just push him away. He only said that Chen Wendong had many enemies and Ling Shu was killed by a stray bullet. Classmate and subordinate, go face to face with Mr. Cheng.

The station police heard the gunshots and ran out, but the two killers had long since disappeared from the crowd.

Ling Shu risked his life and ran wildly!

He leaped over the few fences in front without hesitation, took out a steel wire that had just been found in the train toilet, and uncuffed the handcuffs while running for his life.

This little life may not be so precious, but Ling Shu doesn't want to die for the time being, especially if he dies so aggrieved.

He took a moment to look back.

Sure enough, there were two men in coats and top hats chasing after him.

There is a fork in front.

On the left is the exit of the train station, on the right is the entrance, and in the middle is the working passage.

Ling Shu turned left without hesitation, and disappeared from the sight of the two people behind him.

The two killers looked at each other and immediately chased after him.

A few minutes later, Ling Shu appeared at the entrance on the right, with a hat already on his head, he smiled secretly, took the train ticket he bought at a high price from someone else, and boarded the train again.

This train departs from Hangzhou and goes to Shanghai via Jiaxing. This is Jiaxing Station. After a short stay, it will soon be triggered to go to Shanghai. This is exactly what Lingshu wanted. Chen Wendong originally wanted to play tricks, so he went to Hangzhou first, Going from Hangzhou to Nanjing, and now something happened on the way, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Hangzhou.

Those two people just thought that he wanted to leave the train station, but they didn't know that after Ling Shu got out of the station, he went around and found a passenger temporarily, and bought the ticket in his hand at three times the price, with a hat on the other's head, and Fold back.

Even if the two killers reacted and wanted to catch up with the train, it was too late.

unless--

Those two were not the only ones sent by Mr. Cheng to hunt them down.

Ling Shu felt that he was really smart today.

Good spirits are not bad spirits.

The ticket he bought was a third-class ticket.

These days, the closer the train is to the front, the worse the environment is, and the more dangerous it is. There is a smell of soot in the carriage. Once you get down, your hair and clothes must be covered with soot.

But such a place is better hidden.

Obviously, someone else thought the same as him.

Ling Shu looked around, found an empty seat and sat down, pulled the hat on his head to cover half of his expression.

Someone next to him handed over a pack of hot fried chestnuts in sugar.

"Do you want to eat?"

The voice was deep and familiar.

Ling Shu turned his head.

Chen Wendong, who was wearing a women's padded jacket and a woman's flower scarf around his head, was also looking at him.

Ling Shu: ...

Seeing his terrified and distorted expression, Chen Wendong rarely twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an expression similar to a smile.

"What a coincidence."

Also, really, a coincidence.

Ling Shu calmed down his overly frightened heart.

"How could you?"

Chen Wendong: "It seems that our methods are the same."

Ling Shu: "Going back to Shanghai is a real dead end for you."

"That's why I said, what a coincidence."

Chen Wendong said, he took out a gun from his padded jacket, and pressed it against Ling Shu's waist again.

Ling Shu: ...

The corner of his mouth twitched, trying to reason with the other party.

"Brother Chen, you have seen it yourself. There are so many people sent by Mr. Cheng. We may not be able to escape safely on this journey. Is it appropriate for people who are on the same boat to fight among themselves now?"

Chen Wendong: "You are half right, because you really want to get off the boat now, I can only keep you tied to this boat."

"You don't know how to shoot. Shooting will not do you any good, and it will attract killers. You have seen Mr. Cheng's ability. Those are not ordinary youth gangsters. Judging from their skills and deeds, maybe I have also been in the army, since they will not let me go, I can only be with you."

His words seemed to convince the other party.

Chen Wendong thought for a moment, and finally put the gun away.

Ling Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that right? If we cooperate sincerely, we may still be able to escape. Don't worry, I won't betray you, because Mr. Cheng has made it clear that he will not let me go. It will be no good for me to betray you." .”

Chen Wendong said coldly: "I hope your words and deeds will be consistent."

Ling Shu: "What are your plans now, are you still going to Nanjing?"

Chen Wendong did not answer.

At that moment, a little confusion appeared on his face.

Ling Shu realized that maybe it wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but that he really didn't know what to do.

Having lost Mr. Cheng's trust, he is now like a lost dog who can only run for his life.

"Go back to Shanghai first."

Ling Shu heard the other party say so.

Chen Wendong tilted his head slightly, turned his face down, and looked as if he was leaning on Ling Shu's shoulder.

It's just that the outfits of the two of them were so inconsistent that it attracted passers-by to take a few more glances.

Ling Shu twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that it was difficult for Chen Wendong to communicate. Now that he had finally reached a consensus, he no longer wanted to have more troubles.

Going around, they escaped from Shanghai, but they haven't left Shanghai very far, and now they have to go back.

Ling Shu felt that Chen Wendong's escape was not destined to go smoothly.

It's just that he didn't expect that the accident happened again not long after he sat down.

The train, which was supposed to leave on time, was delayed, and the passengers were full of doubts and discussions. The conductor became impatient after being asked a few questions, quarreled with the passengers, and almost started a fight. The scene was chaotic for a while.

In such chaos, Ling Shu saw that some of the passengers who watched the excitement did not pay attention to the two people who were quarreling, but looked around, especially looking at Ling Shu's side most frequently.

At this time, the train finally started.

In the siren sound, from slow to fast.

The anger of the conductor and passengers gradually subsided, and the crowd dispersed, but Ling Shu did not relax his vigilance because the passengers who had just looked around walked towards them.

Chen Wendong wanted to draw out his gun, but Ling Shu held him down.

He lowered his voice and shouted: "Do you want to scare the snake, what if he is not!"

Chen Wendong's expression was cold, and he did not hide his killing intent.

The man quickly walked up to them.

"Sir, may I ask if your surname is Ling?"

Ling Shu: "Are you?"

The other party was pleasantly surprised: "Great, do you still remember Boss Teng? I work under him. I'm the manager of the theater. There was an accident at Miss He's film premiere last time. It was you who came forward to save Miss He. At that time I even sent someone out to buy you some traumatizing medicine!"

As if there was such a thing, Ling Shu asked, "Why are you here?"

The theater manager sighed: "It's a long story. Ms. He is going to take a break from acting. The source of income for our theater is only a few. Boss Teng plans to close a few, and I will lose my job. Shanghai is looking for another opportunity, how about you, why are you here?"

Passerby A who appeared suddenly was interested in chatting with old acquaintances in other places, and he seemed to be talking endlessly. Ling Shu had something on his mind, so he really didn't have time to listen to him continue.

"Sorry, I still have something to do right now, why don't we go back to Shanghai and talk again?"

Ling Shu interrupted him.

"Oh, oh, sorry to bother you, let's talk back then!" The other party quickly apologized as if waking up from a dream.

The theater manager just turned around, but immediately turned back, with an extra gun in his hand, pointing directly at Chen Wendong behind Ling Shu!

Ling Shu was waiting to react, but his body was already pulled by force!

Chen Wendong actually wanted to use him to block the gun!

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, Ling Shu fell back, raised his leg and kicked, kicking the theater manager back two steps, the muzzle of the gun was deflected, and he drove directly to the roof of the car!

boom!

A bullet was like boiling water into oil, blasting the fish in the entire carriage, and everyone screamed like the train before, scrambling for their lives.

The difference is that this time the train is speeding forward, and it is impossible to stop for a while, let alone jump out of the window to escape.

Everyone could only run to both ends of the carriage.

But Ling Shu couldn't run away, because the theater manager was entangled with him, and the two fought hand-to-hand in the aisle, and several moves had already been passed in a blink of an eye.

Chen Wendong, who used Ling Shu as a target, didn't stop for a moment, turned around and ran to the front compartment.

Bang bang bang!

A few more gunshots came one after another, making the heart go up and down in a straight line.

Whether the other party is a theater manager with multiple identities, or a killer pretending to strike up a conversation temporarily, Ling Shu doesn't want to get to the bottom of it anymore, he just wants to get out as soon as possible. Hitting and flying, the other hand punched it!

The other party grunted and tilted his head.

Ling Shu thought to himself that his right hand had lost some strength after all, if it was the same as before, this punch would definitely make the opponent lose a few teeth.

The gun fell into the crack of the seat, and he couldn't find it for a while, so the opponent had to continue to fight with Ling Shu with bare hands.

At some point, the two of them were left in the full carriage. It was not an easy task to maintain balance and stability while fighting in a train moving at a steady speed. After several rounds, even one of his ribs was broken, he vomited blood, and backed away again and again.

Ling Shu is merciless and pressing every step of the way. At this time, being merciful is like asking for death. He is determined to hold the other party to death here. Seeing the other party retreating, he immediately entangles him and kicks him directly. He fell down, pressed up again, and grabbed his neck.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the other party's hand, Ling Shu had a bad idea, and he was half a step too late when he wanted to retreat, the dagger was close at hand, and it was about to penetrate Ling Shu's waist and abdomen.

boom!

boom!

Two gunshots came from the front and rear.

There is also a sequence of gunshots, the front ones are faster, and the ones behind them are a few seconds slower.

Of these two bullets, one hit the back of the opponent's head and the other hit the opponent's leg.

The theater manager was killed instantly.

Ling Shu was safe and sound.

He jerked his head up and turned around again!

Jiang He was standing in the front compartment of the car. He was obviously the one who fired the shot to the back of the killer's head just now.

And Yue Dingtang was standing at the junction of the carriages behind Ling Shu. His marksmanship was also quite good, but of course Jiang He's shot just now was more effective.

Ling Shu let out a long breath, only to realize that he was sweating profusely.

"I thought no one would come to rescue me, but I am really flattered that two people came here at once!"

As soon as the crisis hit, his cynical nature emerged again, he bowed his hands at will, and just sat there, not bothering to get up.

"Oh, by the way, Chen Wendong seems to have run to the front compartment."

"He's dead." Jiang He said.

Ling Shu was taken aback: "Mr. Cheng's people killed him?"

Jiang He said: "I killed it."

Ling Shu laughed in horror: "Could it be that you came to kill me too?"

Jiang He: "Originally, but I owe you my life, so I won't kill you, and there's no need to kill you now."

Ling Shu could understand the first part, but he didn't understand the second part.

Jiang He didn't explain much, and went forward to confirm whether the killer was really dead.

The policemen on the train arrived quickly, and reprimanded the three of them not to move around, and raised their hands.

With the identities of Jiang He and Yue Dingtang, naturally there will be no troubles. You don't need a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, and Yue Dingtang doesn't even need to reveal the Yue family. After revealing the name of the Qing Gang and the identity of the deceased as the killer, the police did not dare to do anything. They had to politely invite the three of them to the lounge and wait for further confirmation of their identities when they got off the car.

Until now, Ling Shu was still a little confused.

"Why do I feel that it all ended a little anticlimactic?"

He didn't think it was bad to get out of danger, but this crisis, which seemed to come to an abrupt end, left people with great doubts.

Mr. Cheng's men and horses are so vulnerable that they return home without a feather?

Yue Dingtang answered his doubts.

"Because Mr. Cheng's plane crashed on the way to Hong Kong with He Youan, and everyone survived."