Chapter 2: Sharpening the Sword (Four Parts)

"Oh." Lao Scar did not dare to disobey, and began to look for clothes to put on his body. Zhao Tianlong winked at Zhang Songling, signaled him to stare at Lao Scar, and then quickly walked to the door of the felt bag, and shouted to the outside, "Have you lifted the few on the ground to stop the bleeding, my brother is kind-hearted and deliberately avoided the vital points. If you dare to play any tricks again, you won't have such good luck next time. Just use the bullet to greet the forehead, see if you can dodge quickly, or his gun is faster."

"Mr. Xie Long's kindness is for not killing." The bodyguards and the little apprentices who had been beaten to death agreed loudly, ran back quickly, and carried away the injured person who was rolling and struggling in the pool of blood. From beginning to end, no one dared to take a look into the felt bag.

"Have you taken action when I sold you the saber last time?" Turning around, Zhao Tianlong asked Lao Scar again.

"It's gone, it's gone." The old scar, who was holding his sweater and trembled for a moment, and quickly responded loudly, "I sold it, I've been sold for a long time. Next home is a yellow beard. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to touch his bottom. I was cleared from you at the beginning. You are a famous hero, so you can't..."

"I didn't tell you to get old debts." Zhao Tianlong glared at him fiercely and scolded him disdainfully. When Huang Huzi helped the Japanese last time, he was beaten by himself, Hei Huzi and others to lose his troops. Later, he bought arms in an attempt to regroup. It was reasonable, but Lao Chuang's words have always been foggy. If anyone doesn't have any scruples after hearing this, he will be a complete fool. He will sooner or later sell them, and maybe he will have to turn around and count the money for him.

‘Then what are you doing now?’ Lao Chuang muttered quietly, but he didn’t dare to let Zhao Tianlong hear it. He put on his sweater and continued to tidy up the other luggage.

After many years of dealing with the black and white roads, he also made many friends from all over the country. The two closest to this place live in Mogutun twenty miles away. If any of the little disciples outside were smarter and sneaked out for help, they would wait for more than ten minutes and the rescuers would almost be able to kill him. At that time, even if he could not rescue himself from Ruyunlong, he could at least force the other party to change the relatively simple "atonement" conditions, instead of serving him like a slave for a whole year of labor.

How could this little abacus be hidden in Yunlong? In a blink of an eye, the latter discovered it and pointed the gun at Lao Scar and cursed: "Hurry up, you old guy, don't think that if you drag the reinforcements, I will let you go. At worst, I can just shoot you directly. See who is willing to fight to the death for a corpse."

"No, I really didn't." Lao Chuang was so scared that he shivered again, and swore in a crying voice, "The Heaven of Eternity is proof that if I, Lao Chuang, wanted to deliberately delay time..."

"Get out of here." Zhao Tianlong spat on the ground and scolded disdainfully, "Changshengtian, Changshengtian will testify for you, the unscrupulous old fox. I called you one by one, but you sold me to Yan Fuquan for four taels of gold. Four taels of gold. In your eyes, I am worth four taels of gold. Prince Darhan's reward list back then, I was worth two thousand dollars, but you only sold mere four taels of gold, four taels of gold, four taels of gold,…”

The more he said, the more angry he felt. He raised his legs and kicked Lao Chuang to the ground. He punched and kicked him again. Lao Chuang felt so painful. He hugged his head and shouted to beg for mercy, "Don't hit, don't hit, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't be jealous of money, I shouldn't be jealous of money, you just said that I can atone for my sins...!"

"I'm not beating you because you sold me, I'm beating you because you look down on me." But Ru Yunlong was like crazy, and swung his palm-slapped palm-slap and continued to greet Lao Scar's buttocks and thighs hard, "I'm a dignified Ru Yunlong, it's worth four liang, it's worth four liang..."

"Brother Long." Zhang Songling couldn't stand watching from the side, so he walked forward and whispered to remind Ru Yunlong to pay attention to the discipline of the guerrillas. Zhao Tianlong quickly raised his head and gave him a look of waiting for the show. Then he swung his hand and continued to slap the thick flesh on Lao Chou's body. "Six liang, there are more than one small minions under Huang Beard. You old bastard, old fool. If I don't beat you to death today, I will..."

"Not four liang, no." Lao Scar was beaten to the point of pain and cried to defend himself, "It's not four small yellow croakers, but four factory strips, five liang a factory strip."

"Factory, that's cheap." Ru Yunlong panted and straightened his waist, but his eyes were full of sarcasm. He had no time to think about other things because he was anxious to tie Lao Scar to the mountain. Now that the task assigned to him by Red Beard has basically been settled, he remembered his responsibilities as the captain of the cavalry squadron, so he tried his best to make a fuss about his worth and forced Lao Scar to jump into the trap he dug.

"Wuwu, wuwu, wuwu..." Lao Chuang lay on the ground, covering his face with his hands and cried. As soon as the physical pain was relieved, he immediately realized that he might have been fooled. With Jiyun Long's skills, it would be a matter of just three or two punches to kill him alive. Why waste time like this?

However, he had already asked the details of the Twenty Two Factory Rules and could no longer take back what he said, so he had to continue lying on the ground and crying, while secretly guessing in his heart about Jiyunlong's next plan.

Zhao Tianlong didn't let him wait too long. After a little thought, he offered a condition, "You sold me twenty taels of gold. I should really beat you to death today, but since I had promised you to practice medicine and atone for you, I have to keep my word. You stand up and take me to the cellar. The saber, bullets and various guns in your hand, I will cover all of them today. I will give you money according to the current market. No matter how much, you can deduct it from the forty factories that you owe me."

"No, really no. Recently, Huangbeard has to worry about goods, so I'll throw it to him. If you don't believe it, just ask someone to come in and ask, I, I really don't dare to lie to you." Lao Scar immediately fell down and rolled back on the ground. A five-two Nanjing factory bar can be exchanged for 160 Yuan Datou or a Manchuria ticket of the same value on the grassland. According to this standard, forty gold bars are 6,400 yuan. Even if the current highest price of guns and ammunition on the black market is enough to sweep all the inventory in his hands, (Note 1)

"You'd better hurry up when I haven't remembered the place where you hide your money." Ru Yunlong didn't eat Lao Scar's trick at all, frowned and whispered to threaten.

Lao Scar's crying immediately stopped as if the power was cut off, "You, you..." He raised his head from the ground and looked at Zhiyunlong, as if he saw an evil ghost coming out of hell, "How do you know that you, I, I don't have a cellar to hide money at all."

"It's really not. Then I'll dig it casually in the horse shed. Anyway, it's not yours. Whoever digs it will deserve it." Ru Yunlong curled his lips disdainfully, and walked out of the felt bag. "Oh, why does it seem like there is a mechanism under the third horse food trough? Should I twist it to the left a few times or to the right, left three and right..."

"I, I will give you all the arms in my hand, can't I give you all the ones?" Lao Scar knelt on the ground like a deflated ball, crying, "Take it all away, you can take my life away, what kind of virtue did I lack in my previous life? I actually met a killing star like you, wuwu, wuwu..."

"You have done too many unethical things in your life, and you will be rewarded in this life." Ru Yunlong stepped forward without any sympathy and pulled him up, pushing him to the felt bag door, "Hurry up, the more time you waste, the more things I will think of. Well, there seems to be still in your medicine warehouse..."

"I'll go now, I'll go now." Lao Scar completely recognized his legs, and his legs were covered with clockwork. He strided towards the cellar, fearing that he would go a little slower, but the latter remembered other targets of looting.

As the largest intelligence dealer and black market arms intermediary in a radius of hundreds of miles, his cellar has a lot of collections. The standard Belarusian sabre and Japanese cavalry special sabres are 40 or 50, Water-Singling, Liao Thirteen, Old Sleeve, etc. There are more than twenty, and more of them are various types of bullets. Because of the high profits and easy carrying, tens of thousands of rounds were stored. Each one was coated with butter, and when the lantern was shining, it was so bright that it was dazzling.

"Keep the old sleeves for yourself." Recently, the guerrillas seized many guns, which made the world of Yunlong a little taller. They didn't really like the old sleeves made by the Hanyang Arsenal more than 20 years ago. "Give me the others, and together with the carriage you usually send people out to collect medicinal materials, a total of 3,000 yuan. Ask a few people to help me move as much as possible, it's best not to do anything else."

Lao Scar wanted to send the plague god opposite to leave immediately, how could he dare to bargain again? He agreed in a dull voice, and was escorted by Zhang Songling to ask for help. After a moment, several young disciples who did not carry any weapons entered the cellar with a sad face, moved the arms that Zhao Tianlong had liked to the ground, and loaded the car in a hurry. Zhao Tianlong accidentally saw another thing covered with canvas, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "What is hidden here? Do you still want to be beaten?"

"No, no." Lao Scar was afraid of being cleaned up by him, so he quickly defended himself loudly, "This is a white bearded and sold here. The stupid guy who has been broken has been used. Because no one can repair it, he can't take off his hands. If you don't believe it, you can open it yourself."

"Open it, open it." Zhao Tianlong walked forward without saying a word and lifted the canvas with a box cannon. A Maxim, who had been used for countless years, was immediately exposed to everyone's eyes. The baffle on the head of the gun and the bracket under the barrel were rusted and rusted. A layer of rust can be wiped off with a light touch with his hand.

Zhao Tianlong felt very disappointed and kicked the Maxim machine gun disdainfully, and continued to supervise the young men to carry bullets. However, Zhang Songling suddenly remembered the same old guy in the guerrillas. He held up the lantern and carefully observed the situation of the Maxim heavy machine gun. Then he used his hand to wipe it at a certain position behind the bullet port, and then dismantled the entire gun body into a pile of parts.

"You, you can repair this." Lao Scar was stunned, and he didn't care about his heartache, and asked stammeringly.

"There are no spare parts, so it can't be repaired." Zhang Songling shook his head and responded with a little regret, "But if the barrel is removed, it may be useful for other purposes."

As he spoke, he made a bunch of barrels, bolts and a few key parts that could be used, cut off half of the canvas and put them on the carriage.

Ruyunlong supervised the guys with a gun and tied all the arms with ropes. Then he asked Zhang Songling to sit on the bullet box with Lao Chuang, and he jumped into the position of the owner of the car. The box cannon hit the horse's butt and shouted softly, "Go." The horse driving the horse took the other two auxiliary horses together to exert force, easily added up speed, rumbling away from Lao Chuang's home, and drove towards the Huang Piao Horse's hiding place.

Because it took a few minutes to carry the arms and the speed of the carriage was far less than that of the cavalry. Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling had just met with their respective mounts, and a burst of angrily shouted from behind, "Stop, I go to Yunlong, stop me, do business at my doorstep but don't even say hello. What kind of rules are there for the world?"

"It's the two brothers from the Sun family in Mogutun." Zhao Tianlong turned around and glared at Lao Cai, sneered, "Your rescue is not slow, I just don't know if your skills are neat enough."

"It wasn't me who asked them to come, it wasn't really what I asked them to come." Lao Chuang curled his body behind Zhang Songling, and waved his hands to argue, "They live so close to me, of course they can't just see something happening to me. You, stop the carriage first, I'll explain to them a few words, and after the explanation, we can continue on the road."

Listening to the shouts and horse hooves, the pursuers would not be less than twenty, so Lao Scar said this without fear. Unexpectedly, Zhao Tianlong didn't even take this trick at all. He curled his lips and whispered: "Let me stop the carriage, just rely on the two brothers of the Sun family, and you are worthy of it. Fatty, go back and give them some color. Don't hurt others first. Let's be polite first and then soldiers."

"Oh." Zhang Songling pulled out a relatively new water pearl from the arms he had just "bought", corrected the sight, pressed the bullet, turned around, and quickly pulled the trigger in the direction of the pursuers. He heard three gunshots of "ping, ping, ping", and the two horses running in the front fell down one after another. The glass lantern fell to the ground and shattered. The kerosene inside flowed out, and together with the wick, it caused two huge fire balls on the dry grassland.

The other pursuers were shocked and had to hold their mounts to rescue their companions first. Taking advantage of this, Zhang Songling shot two more "ping" and shots. One bullet broke the lantern in the hand of a pursuer, and the other bullet dropped the third war horse.

Five shots, three horses and one lamp, almost perfect shots. The Sun brothers who were brought to stand out for Lao Scar were so scared that they hid their bodies in the mount. At the same time, they opened their throats and shouted, "Don't shoot, Master Long, don't shoot, I have no malice, I have no brothers, I have saved countless people in my life. If you invite him to visit, we two can't explain to our fellow travelers."

"Instructions, you two, are you worthy to ask me for an explanation?" In order to cooperate with Zhang Songling's shooting, Zhao Tianlong had slowed down the speed of the carriage. At this moment, he heard that the two brothers of the Sun family took the initiative to surrender, so he moved the brakes slightly, making his speed even slower. "Get back and hug your wife and feel sleepy. If you can't get entangled, don't blame Zhao's subordinates for being ruthless."

Hearing the arrogant voice dozens of meters away, the faces of the Sun brothers turned into pig liver color. However, the other party's warning shot just now was really terrible. They and Lao Scar are not friends of life and death. After thinking about it, they said with a bit of face-saving meaning: "Master Long, Mr. Long, don't be angry. We are not asking you to explain. We just want to know where you are going to take care of Uncle Scar. After all, he is the neighbor of our brothers. When others ask in the future, we can't push and say nothing."

Youdao is to stretch out your hands and not hit people with a smile. Besides, the Sun brothers continued to get entangled, which was a big and small trouble for themselves. Zhao Tianlong quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, curled his lips, and responded loudly, "Okay, because you two know how to advance and retreat, I will sell you face today. I owe Hongbeard a favor. Today I came to invite Uncle Scar to treat the brothers under Redbeard. Do you two think this explanation is enough?"

"Where are you going?" The Sun brothers were stunned for a moment and almost sat on the ground. One Zhao Tianlong was enough for the two of them to greet him. If a red beard was added, wouldn't it be necessary to turn the sky above the Mushroom Gate?

"Go to Lamagou to see the brothers under Hongbei. Why? Do you two still want to stop me?" Zhao Tianlong shrugged and repeated loudly again.

"Oh, why didn't you say it earlier?" The boss of the Sun family reacted quickly and quickly walked out from behind the war horse. He took advantage of the fire on the ground and bowed hard to Zhao Tianlong in the dark. "Since you are going to help him, how could we two brothers stop us? Uncle Scar, please feel free to go, leave the family affairs to our brothers, and make sure you will be like when you leave and when you come back."

"Fart, fart." Lao Scar was angry and desperate, and whispered in the direction of the Sun brothers, "I have always given you so many benefits, but I have brought you..."

He looked back at Zhao Tianlong who was looking at him coldly, and he quickly changed his smile, "Master Long, why didn't you say it earlier? Who is Mr. Hong? It's such a shameful thing to treat his subordinates, but I can't ask for it yet. How could he refuse? Leave quickly, leave quickly, save people, let's not delay others' illness."

Note 1: Factory post, the standard gold bars specially cast by the Nanjing government in order to facilitate military pay are divided into several models such as half liang, one liang, five liang and ten liang. Among them, five liang are the most popular on the market because of their easy to carry and moderate face value. Each of them is the old hexadecimal unit of five liang, about 157.35 grams, and can be discounted 150 yuan or more.
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