Chapter 45: Zhao Datou

Walking over from the distance were none other than Lao Zhou and that bearded man who had once tailed He Daqing.

Although the two had changed their attire and kept their hats pulled low, their walking posture and physiques could not escape He Yuzhu's sharp eyes.

They did not notice He Yuzhu; they first squatted in front of a medicine stall, spoke in low voices with the stall owner for a moment, then stood up and turned to a nearby grain stall, looking at the goods while conversing in low tones.

Suddenly, a burst of dense gunfire erupted from outside the city, sounding particularly piercing in the dark night.

He Yuzhu had just finished paying for the pork, and his heart sank instantly—if Siqiang were not here, he could have easily stored the meat in his space, but now he had to carry these two hundred catties of pork and run for his life.

"It's bad, Siqiang, there's gunfire outside the city; the devils will definitely head out of the city. If we run into them, we're finished! This pork... should we just dump it?"

"Can't dump it, I'll carry it. I can definitely keep up with you!" Chen Qingshan didn't say another word, shouldered the two sides of pork, and ran.

Seeing the determination in his eyes, He Yuzhu had no choice but to give up and hurry to follow!

On the other side, Lao Zhou was also a sharp person; as soon as the gunfire rang out, he immediately exchanged a look with his companion and took off running.

The entire black market fell into chaos in an instant; stall owners hurriedly packed up their goods, and buyers scattered in flight. Several kerosene lamps were knocked over, and under the dim, yellow light, shadows were everywhere, all in a state of panic.

Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, He Yuzhu led Chen Qingshan, sprinting toward the direction of home.

The two wove through the narrow alleys, the pork swaying on Chen Qingshan's shoulders, and with that Pigsy mask of his, he looked just like a fat pig that had become a demon, running wildly in the night.

Just as they were about to turn into another alley, a burst of intense gunfire suddenly rang out ahead.

"It's bad, there's an ambush ahead! Quickly change routes, follow me!" He Yuzhu said anxiously.

They hadn't run far before a group of people charged over from the opposite direction.

He Yuzhu took a closer look and saw that it was actually the puppet soldiers!

"You people in front, stop right there! If you don't stop, we're opening fire!" The puppet soldiers began pulling their bolts with an arrogant air.

He Yuzhu quickly pulled Chen Qingshan into a doorway.

Chen Qingshan said without hesitation: "Zhuzi, I'll block these people; your legs are fast, hurry and jump into a courtyard to hide!"

"Siqiang, we don't want the meat anymore; leave these people to me, you go quickly!" After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he pulled a small bag of bullets from his bosom and threw it to Chen Qingshan, then turned to face the incoming enemies.

Seeing He Yuzhu charge out resolutely, Chen Qingshan hesitated for a moment, stamped his foot, pulled out two Box Cannons, nimbly loaded them, and charged in another direction.

He Yuzhu held his dual guns and opened fire at the charging puppet soldiers as soon as he raised his hands, forcing them to retreat one after another.

Taking advantage of the moment they were dodging, he nimbly flipped over a courtyard wall and observed the movement outside through the gaps in the bricks.

A dozen or so puppet soldiers waited for a while, and seeing the gunfire stop, they slowed their pace and cautiously pushed forward.

Seeing them closing in, He Yuzhu delayed a Hand Grenade for a few seconds and threw it out.

"Boom!" The Hand Grenade exploded in mid-air, and several puppet soldiers were killed instantly.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Several more explosions rang out, and before this group of puppet soldiers understood what was happening, they had all lost their lives.

He Yuzhu quickly cleared the battlefield, collecting all usable weapons into his space.

Once finished, he hurried forward, his heart still preoccupied with Chen Qingshan's safety.

He hadn't gone far before he heard intense gunfire and bullets flying ahead.

Climbing onto a roof to look, he saw that Chen Qingshan actually had three people with him, while the opposition had five or six; both sides were shooting at each other from behind wall corners.

Fortunately, Siqiang's side was using Box Cannons, giving them the advantage in firepower.

He Yuzhu wove between the rooftops and soon circled behind those men. Seeing his chance, he pulled out several Hand Grenades and threw them down!

With a few loud "Boom—" sounds, those four or five people were instantly blown to the sky.

He Yuzhu shouted loudly from the roof: "Siqiang, the enemies are all taken care of, come over quickly!"

Before long, a person wearing a Pigsy mask appeared, carrying two sides of pork—it was Chen Qingshan.

In the middle of the night, this getup of his was truly terrifying.

Along with him were actually Lao Zhou and the bearded man.

Lao Zhou and his companion glanced at He Yuzhu but did not recognize him; they simply cupped their hands and said: "Many thanks to the hero for your help!"

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "You're welcome. I am Ouyang Feng."

Lao Zhou said loudly: "Thank you, thank you Mr. Ouyang Feng."

He Yuzhu waved at them and said: "Hurry and go!"

After running for a stretch, the master and apprentice hid in an abandoned house to rest.

Chen Qingshan panted for a long time before saying: "You kid can really fight! Those dozen or so puppet soldiers are all dead?"

He Yuzhu nodded and said: "Their skills weren't up to par! Siqiang, didn't I tell you to dump the pork! Why are you still carrying it, aren't you tired? You really are risking your life for money!"

Chen Qingshan panted and said: "What do you know, this pork can even block bullets!"

He Yuzhu curled his lip: "Forget it, at this close range, it's completely useless."

Outside the city, at the Lou Steel Rolling Mill, a four-man Security Team was patrolling.

Captain Liu Guiquan suddenly caught sight of a few people climbing over the wall, and he pulled out his Box Cannon and fired at them.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Both sides immediately exchanged fire.

The people jumping the wall were none other than Zhao Datou; he had brought 11 men today, intending to blow up this Rolling Mill.

Liu Guiquan of the Security Team had just finished one magazine when reinforcements arrived—Zhao Datou had come at a very unfortunate time today; the factory not only had its own security but also over forty men newly transferred from the city, totaling no less than eighty.

Lou Laoban had not been sleeping well these days, always worried about this factory outside the city. It was only today that he had transferred security from other factories.

Tonight, Zhao Datou had never intended to leave alive; he had brought hundreds of rounds of ammunition, over a dozen Hand Grenades, and his body was covered in Explosive.

In the exchange of fire, the 11 brothers he brought, except for one who was more cautious and didn't jump in, had basically all fallen, and only Daobalian, who came from a background as a flying thief, remained by his side.

Taking advantage of the time Zhao Datou was changing magazines, Daobalian cursed: "Screw your grandfather, Zhao Datou, I just don't get it; you have so much money and a beautiful wife, why do you have to come here to seek death? Isn't it better to just run?"

Zhao Datou kicked him and said: "If it weren't for Big Brother saving me, I would have died six years ago! Now that Big Brother is gone, if I don't even have the heart to avenge him, living is no different from being dead!"

"You are damn stubborn! Having money and women, yet living your life like this, what a damn waste!"

"Daobalian, stop talking; you could have left too, why didn't you?"

"I, my skills have no place to be used in this era, I can't survive on my own, don't get ahead of yourself, it's not because of you!"

"I'm about to go see my big brother, thinking about it, I actually feel at ease," Zhao Datou said.

Daobalian shook his head and cursed: "Fuck, the thing I regret most in my life is knowing an idiot like you!"

"I actually think it's not bad knowing you, at least I'll have a companion on the road to the Yellow Springs!" Zhao Datou said with a bitter smile.

The Security Team opposite saw the two stop shooting and assumed they were out of bullets, so they shouted: "Put down your weapons, we won't kill you."

"Go to hell, you think I'd believe that? Tell Lou Laoban, today I, Zhao Datou, am dying, and even as a ghost I won't let him off!"

"Just you wait, we're charging over right now! When we do, we'll give you three stabs and six holes!" the Security Team responded from over there.

"Stop with the empty talk, catch me if you have the guts!" Zhao Datou shouted.

Suddenly, the sound of motorcycles came from the entrance of the Rolling Mill, and immediately after, countless little devils jumped off the vehicles and charged toward this side.