The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

The second son didn't dare untie the ropes binding his feet and took the initiative to walk in front.

With his hands tied behind his back and having been whipped several times, it was difficult for him to maintain his balance while walking.

I even tripped and fell.

Yang Dalin didn't care whether he was in pain from the fall or not.

He had the second son carry the eldest son while he untied the rope from the tree.

Put the unconscious leader down.

Otherwise, if he had been smashed to the ground, he probably would have died from the impact even if he hadn't bled to death.

Yang Dalin untied the second brother's hand and asked him to bandage the wound of his eldest brother.

As for medicine, there isn't any, and even if there were, we wouldn't give it to him.

It's just a matter of bandaging the wound first.

As long as the bleeding stops, the eldest brother will probably wake up soon.

Yang Dalin had the second brother support the eldest brother's body, and then Yang Dalin used a rope to tie the eldest brother's legs together.

Leave it here for now.

Yang Dalin took the second son aside and began to interrogate him first.

Otherwise, if they interrogated him on the spot, Yang Dalin was afraid that if the eldest brother woke up and heard what the second brother said, he wouldn't tell the truth, and their testimonies would become consistent.

Although the second son was no longer bound by shackles.

But he had no weapons at all.

The other side had knives and guns, so the second brother didn't dare to run away.

We arrived at a distance of about ten meters from the boss.

Yang Dalin inquired about the specifics.

It turns out that these two men were skilled fighters in the island's military more than a decade ago.

After the peaceful liberation of Beijing, the two men feared being held accountable for their past transgressions.

He then fled back to his hometown in the countryside of Pingchang County.

Later, I saw that my hometown had started land reform and land redistribution again.

Arresting landlords and hooligans, and the like.

Fearing being discovered, the two of them hid in the deep mountains again.

I dare not contact my family anymore.

After some time, he was contacted by a secret agent.

The spy made them do a few things.

They gave us some money and food.

The two of them then followed him.

However, his good fortune didn't last long. This spy was killed when he went into the city to cause trouble.

The two men were skilled and familiar with the streets of Beijing, which allowed them to escape.

The two of them ran into the mountains and moved again.

However, hunting alone is not enough to feed two people.

And you also have to spend money to find women and stuff.

Later, two more people followed him.

Anyway, one of those two was killed by those two brothers.

Because they were almost surrounded, and the man was injured and couldn't escape, the two brothers were afraid he would be captured and sell them out.

He killed the other person and ran away.

These past two years, the drought has made life even harder for people in the mountains.

The two of them robbed some goods that were being sold on the black market, and used the money to buy food and drink.

A few days ago, I was contacted by someone called Lao Gui.

Let them attack a truck today.

In particular, they wanted to kill the young man driving the car.

I paid a deposit first, and there will be a generous reward after the deal is done.

Yang Dalin understood; this was aimed at him.

It's a pity there are no photos of myself.

Even if there were photos, they probably wouldn't have had time to identify them at the time.

They suddenly attacked the car driven by Brother Tian, ​​even though they knew it wasn't their real target.

They also want to kill or injure Brother Tian and his men.

Because Brother Tian and his gang also have guns.

If we run away without injuring or killing Brother Tian and his men, our backs will be exposed to their guns.

However, when Brother Tian realized the danger, he didn't have time to grab his rifle and only took his pistol before getting out of the car.

The power of a pistol is decent within a few dozen meters.

If it goes too far, we're doomed.

In addition, Brother Tian injured his shoulder.

Even with a long spear, you might not be able to hit the target accurately.

Yang Dalin then asked, "Don't you have a photo of the young driver you attacked?"

"Shoot without confirming if it's a target?"

"There are no photos, we just received a message that this truck will be delivering goods to Pyeongchang today."

Yang Dalin roughly guessed the reason.

I suspect my identity has been kept secret for a long time; my photo won't be recorded in the records of the streets or many other places.

If the other party dares to take pictures of me without my knowledge, I will definitely be able to detect it.

So it was his colleague who took two shots for him.

Yang Dalin tied him up.

They went to interrogate that boss again.

The eldest brother's spirit of never yielding to death is not so common now.

After Yang Dalin used thorny branches, chili water, and heated his own machete over a fire to treat the wound with a fire therapy, the wound was stopped.

The other party then spoke up quite happily.

Sigh, stubborn people suffer more than those with brains.

If you had spoken up earlier, you wouldn't have suffered like this.

Why bother?

The eldest and second eldest brothers said roughly the same thing.

They received intelligence that they should eliminate the young driver of a truck that morning.

The reward was 200 catties of cornmeal and five small yellow croakers.

Yang Dalin really wanted to beat those two guys up again.

Am I only worth 200 pounds of cornmeal and five small yellow croakers?

It's too cheap.

But thinking about it, 200 pounds of cornmeal is worth quite a bit of money these days.

Otherwise, these two guys wouldn't have risked working in broad daylight.

Yang Dalin tied the two people together with a rope.

They walked back, one after the other.

As for their hideout, Yang Dalin planned to have Li Guoqiang, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Pingchang Public Security Bureau whom he had never met before, raid it.

He also wanted to go back and check on Tian Xueyi and the colleague who had taken the bullet for him.

We can't afford to waste any more time.

The two men's hands were tied, but their legs were fine. Yang Dalin hadn't injured their legs so they could walk back on their own.

The two of them also had a long stick on their shoulders.

A burlap sack was tied to the middle of the stick; that was their equipment.

What bad luck! The two of them have to carry their own gear back.

Fortunately, the contents of the sack weren't heavy.

However, Yang Dalin will make them gain weight soon.

Two men approached the road and launched an attack; neither of them carried a rifle.

They all carried handguns.

Otherwise, running around in broad daylight and carrying a gun in a field of crops with only ten-centimeter-tall corn seedlings would be too obvious.

Fortunately, it was a pistol attack; if it had been a rifle attack, Brother Tian and his men would have been in real danger.

After walking for about an hour, they returned to the path they had taken up the mountain.

Yang Dalin saw five police officers carefully searching along the road from afar.

They probably know they've taken the wrong path and are looking for a side road.

Fearing a misunderstanding, Yang Dalin called out loudly beforehand, "Hey, comrades in front, are you comrades from Pingchang County?"

The five men saw three men in front of them, the first two of whom had their hands tied and a long stick slung over their shoulders.

The younger man behind him was carrying a machete and a pistol.

He was also carrying a bag on his back.

They immediately hid on one side of the mountain road, preparing for a concealed counterattack.

The other side did not fire rashly. One of them shouted, "Stop! Don't go any further! Don't come any closer! Who are you?"

"I am a driver at the Beijing Railway Freight Station."

I caught up with the two spies who attacked my colleague.

I told Liang Guoping, the deputy captain from Pingchang County, before I came into the mountains.

"The driver at the freight station?"

Do you have any identification?

"Yes, we have identification. Is Captain Li Guoqiang among you?"

"That's me."

"That's good. Li Da-stinky Feet, Liang Daya asked me to give you your nickname so you won't misunderstand."