Chapter 52: Rain break

"call."
Baili Qingfeng threw the sword, which was soaked with blood, in his hand, and leaned against the wall, slipped, and sat down.
Blood ...
Stain the walls red.
He looked up slightly, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes, and a look of longing.
One ...
Longing for a peaceful life.
unfortunately……
Can not go back.
That peaceful environment can never be returned.
And he ...
Nor is he the same as before.
At this moment he had blood on his hands.
Counting the Jiang family, Aite and his sons, more than fifty people have died in his hands.
Although he killed everyone and deserved everything he deserved, now he is not pure.
The rain-breathing breeze blew in through the window, taking away the fishy smell in the room.
Baili Qingfeng was blowing the wind, squinting slightly ...
tired.
He is a bit tired.
I have been running and killing since last night, and now there are more than ten hours. I have not taken a good rest for more than ten hours. Most of the time, I am still in a high-intensity battle. I am nervous and physically tired. He just made three shots just now!
Not two shots, but three shots!
This serious injury ...
He is really tired ...
"I can't hold it anymore ..."
Baili Qingfeng's voice was weak.
He needs to take a break and close his eyes for a good rest.
then……
His eyelids gradually dropped.
Although he knew that he couldn't sleep, once he slept ...
You will really fall asleep, and then you will delay the train back to Charlie.
but……
The wind was blowing, so cozy, I really wanted to sleep.
"Ding Dong!"
A slight noise came from under him.
Baili Qingfeng opened his eyes slightly and looked at the position of his shoulder.
As the wounds healed gradually, a bullet was pushed out by the growing muscles and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Well……"
Baili Qingfeng shook his god.
He actually fell asleep, and still slept for an hour or two?
Sure enough, staying up late must hurt you, and it's easy to doze off in the afternoon.
At this consciousness ... this smallest wound is already fine.
However, the other two gunshot wounds were more serious. If I wanted to recover, I had to wait until tomorrow.
especially……
"The body's rejection reaction will automatically eject the bullet, but ... the bullet seriously affects normal activities before it is rejected ..."
Baili Qingfeng frowned: "Pistol bullets, the power is not large or small, you pass through the body, even if it penetrates the lungs of the heart, it does not matter, do not leave the bullet in the body, can not get up, can not die, take The bullets are painful and the bullets can be embarrassing ... "
He picked up the sword he was throwing aside and faced the wound.
Cut a hole in your body with a sword and take out the bullet. This pain is not good for scraping bones and healing, not anyone can afford it.
"Heaven will descend and serve the people of Sri Lanka, they must first suffer their minds, strain their bones, starve their skin, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions, so be patient and gain what they cannot! I am determined What is the fear of pain in the triathlon of intelligence? "
Baili Qingfeng was silent for a moment, his eyes were determined, and he stabbed the sword into his body with a strong sense of consciousness, cut the wound open, clenched his teeth, and took out the bullet from the inside with a pale face.
Irregular incision?
No anti-inflammatory drugs?
Is the sword not disinfected?
This is not something he needs to consider.
"Ding Dong."
Soon, both bullets were taken down by Baili Qingfeng and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, after more than an hour of rest, the bullet has been ejected from the body a lot, otherwise ...
The wound will be bigger and the body will be more painful.
"punishment!"
Baili Qingfeng showed a cold sweat, as if all his strength had been emptied, his face pale and he could not see any blood.
"This is punishment! Although I have killed dozens of people in order to eliminate evil, every life deserves respect. I deprive them of my life and I should bear the punishment I deserve ... but for the country A little less sin, this punishment for the sake of world peace ... I am a hundred miles ahead, willing to bear it, no regrets. "
Baili Qingfeng exhaled a long breath.
After another half an hour of rest, he realized that the wound cut by his sword was almost healed, and he stood up again and searched in the Iron Sword Gate.
Soon, he found a secret room.
It cannot be said that it is a secret room. This secret room has actually been opened, and there are still many firearms. The pistols and rifles of the Iron Sword Gate are probably taken from this secret room.
In addition to the firearms in the secret room, there are still a lot of miscellaneous things, including the Tiger Xiaoquan, Longhe Eight-style, and Songshan Boxing traditions inherited from Tiejianmen.
Baili Qingfeng looked at it for a moment, and ignored it, and opened a cabinet that he knew was a valuable item at a glance.
The first floor of the cabinet is usually a pile of useless passbooks, bank cards, notepads, CD-ROMs and the like, and the second floor is some jewelry and a sword. Only when he reached the third floor did he see a Stacks of banknotes.
This sense of sight ...
Baili Qingfeng thought of Jiang Shi Wu Guan.
"Sure enough, are the brain circuits of martial arts similar?"
Baili Qingfeng was speechless.
The second floor of the Jiang Family Museum is a gun, and the Iron Sword Gate is a sword?
Not a gold sword, not a silver sword, but an iron sword.
Is the iron sword gate the iron sword gate because of this iron sword?
Baili Qingfeng quickly set his sights on those banknotes and counted them, only sixty stacks.
The iron sword gate is magnificent, and the city of Miro is dominated by dozens of warriors in the gate. Is it poorer than the Jiang family?
"Sixty stacks are sixty stacks."
Shaking his head, Baili Qingfeng couldn't say more: "I do n’t have to guess these money to know that it must be covered with blood and sin. If you want to wash away the sin on the money, you can only use it. Good things can only be done. My family owes hundreds of thousands of debts and is a single parent family. Now I am even seriously wounded in the middle three guns. It definitely belongs to the vulnerable group in urgent need of assistance. , To finance college students from poor families. "
Baili Qingfeng found a box from the back room and put sixty stacks of banknotes into it. At the same time, 200,000 in the purse were also transferred to the box.
Even so, the box that can hold one million banknotes was still not full.
In this regard, Baili Qingfeng did not force.
He is not a person who values ​​money.
He put the leather bag that originally belonged to the Iron Sword Gate to the ground and regarded it as the original owner. He took the sword and washed the blood on it.
Looking at the blood-stained figure in the mirror, Baili Qingfeng paused, and finally retracted his gaze.
After cleaning the sword, Baili Qingfeng looked for a moment and found a set of newly-purchased shirts and suits. After feeling the right size, he cleaned the bathroom of Tiejianmen a little and changed his clothes.
After burning his suit, Baili Qingfeng put the sword into the sword box, carried it on his back, carried the box, picked up the umbrella, and came out of the iron sword door.
Before leaving, naturally don't forget to help the iron sword door lock the door.
At the moment when he stepped out of the Iron Sword Gate, the rain stopped for a long time, and the golden sunlight poured down through the clouds, rendering the sky bright.
Just as the glory of justice pierced the haze of evil, it has since illuminated the earth and brought light and hope to people.
"Thunderstorms came when I was there, and the sky was golden when I went ... Sure enough, this is what God praised me for doing ... One sword fought nine hundred miles, and one person flattened the iron sword gate ... Although the hardships were difficult to tell to the outside The pain was more than once painful, but ... it was worth it! Everything I did was worth it! "
Baili Qingfeng raised his head slightly, facing the sun, dragging a long shadow, his body gradually went away.

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