Sixth Brother reacted quickly. He opened the closet, grabbed a passcode box, and threw it out of the window. Just as he was about to grab the second box, the door was kicked open with a bang. This loud sound broke the silence of the night. Immediately after, a man in black rushed in and fired an automatic rifle into the room.
Sixth Brother rolled to the side of the bed. A few bullets brushed past him and hit the ground, the wall, and the ceiling, causing dust to rise everywhere. The rifle let out a deafening sound and flashed with dazzling fire.
After a long while, the man in black only stopped when he ran out of bullets. He wanted to observe the situation in the smoke-filled room. Sixth Brother knew that this was the best time to counterattack.
Sixth Brother didn't hesitate. With a flash, he suddenly stood up from the foot of the bed and pointed his black muzzle at the man in black.
The man in black was shocked and was about to dodge when two gunshots rang out. His body went limp and he fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, there was a medium-sized black shadow standing behind him. The black shadow reacted extremely quickly, raising his spear and shooting with lightning speed, both ruthless and accurate. Sixth Brother quickly lowered his body, but he felt a heat on his shoulder and fell backward. He couldn't help but cry out. Sixth Brother knew that he had been shot.
In a battle of life and death, reaction was the most important thing. Before Sixth Brother fell down completely, his legs had already kicked down and his whole body was ejected out of the bed along the ground. He raised his pistol and aimed it at the direction of the black shadow. Bang bang! Two shots were fired. The black shadow did not expect Sixth Brother, who had been shot and fell to the ground, to dodge so quickly. He was not prepared for it at that moment. Following the gunshot, the black shadow let out a muffled cry and fell to the ground. According to Sixth Brother's judgment, the black shadow should have died instantly.
The warm blood on his shoulder was gushing out, but Sixth Brother couldn't care less. He flew to the wardrobe and was about to grab the remaining passcode box when he suddenly heard footsteps rushing in from outside the door. It was the footsteps of two people.
Sixth Brother hurriedly rolled on the ground, trying to pick up the rifle that the man in black had dropped on the ground. At this moment, the two guns at the door sounded at the same time. The room suddenly lit up and the sound of guns rang out. Sixth Brother was forced to retreat to the corner under the bed. He held his head and waited for an opportunity.
At that time, all the guests in the guest house were awakened by the noise. At first, there were some people who cursed, thinking that the brats were playing a prank at night and throwing firecrackers everywhere. Then, someone started shouting," Shoot! Murder!" The entire three-story guest house was in chaos. People rushed to the lobby downstairs and shouted," Oh my god! Someone's dead! Call the police!"”It turned out that the two girls who had been keeping watch in the reception hall downstairs had already fallen into a pool of blood.
After a round of shooting, the two people outside the door had already rushed into the room and started sweeping around. If they took two more steps forward, the bullets would have killed Sixth Brother. The situation was quite critical.
Sixth Brother was lying on the ground. From the three-inch-tall wooden bed stand, he could see their shoes. They were dark green military canvas shoes. Sixth Brother had no other choice. He pressed his pistol against the ground and aimed at one of the shoes. He pulled the trigger. Bang! A gunshot rang out and a scream sounded. One person fell to the ground. At the same time, Sixth Brother suddenly jumped up and fired two shots at the other person.
The two shots were shot from the ground in less than half a second. Sixth Brother made a move based on his senses. One of the bullets hit the other party's forehead. It was fast and accurate. However, when the man was shot, a row of bullets also swept out. Sixth Brother's body shook twice. He didn't know where he was shot, but he suddenly felt like he had run a marathon. His whole body was weak and he couldn't hold on any longer.
At this moment, the man in black who had been shot in the ankle reached out and grabbed the rifle that had left his hand. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Sixth Brother's mind was a little blurry. He used the last of his strength and fired the last bullet at the man's head.
Sixth Brother didn't know if he hit the target or not. He only felt the world spinning around him. His vision went black and he didn't know anything…
After an unknown number of days, Sixth Brother finally regained consciousness. He would occasionally wake up and occasionally fall asleep. He felt that he had a fever. Everything was like a dream. Military goods, weapons, US dollars, ethnic costumes, and milk tea appeared in his mind. One moment in the desert, one moment in the cave, one moment in the small village, and one moment in the guest house. The scenes replayed one after another. There was also Boss Ou, Deng Dawei, Captain Wang, the red-headed ghost, the black-shirted man…Everything made Sixth Brother's mind churn like a tidal wave.
Sixth Brother gradually came to his senses and found himself in an independent ward of a hospital. He had all kinds of rubber tubes attached to his body and several instruments. There were also a few drip bottles hanging beside his bed, which might be things like glucose or normal saline. Under the dim light in the room, only the empty walls could be seen. There was not even a window on the grayish-white wall. Sixth Brother struggled to move his body, only to feel the cold handcuffs on his wrists. Fortunately, his feet were not buckled, so he could still stretch. However, his left foot was bandaged and wrapped in a cast, so it hurt when he moved.
For a few days, other than two doctors and two nurses, the most frequent visitor was an old policeman who claimed to be surnamed Cai. The old policeman's voice was very peaceful and he looked amiable, but every day, he asked the same questions repeatedly. Sixth Brother could only muddle through." My surname is Hong. I'm from Guangdong. I came to Xinjiang to do business and was robbed…"
"What's your name? Can you tell me your full name?"
“……”
"Alright, I won't ask about that…Where are you from in Guangdong? Is it convenient for me to inform your relatives to come and take care of you?”
“……”
"Hehe, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Heh…then what business do you have?”
"Cloth."
"Who are you coming to Xinjiang with?”
"Just me."
"Who are you doing business with?"
"Foreigner."
"Which country are you from? What's his name?"
“……”
"Do you know anyone who robbed you?”
"No, I haven't."
"Who were you with the night you were robbed?”
"Just me."
"Then the four people who were shot at the scene were all robbers?”
"I think so,"
"Did you kill them all?"
"Hmm…"
"Where did you get that gun?"
"The robber's."
"You took their guns?"
"Yes."
"What gun is that?"
"A pistol."
"What model is it?"
"I don't know."
"Have you practiced with pistols before?"
"No, I haven't."
"No? Eight bullets, every one of them hit the target, and four of them were fatal.”
“……”
"Alright, let's change the topic. Mr. Hong, how much money did you bring with you this time?”
"A box of money."
"What box?"
"A passcode box?"
"How much is that?"
“……”
"RMB?"
"Foreign currency."
"What foreign currency?"
"USD."
"All of it is from buying and selling cloth?”
"Yes…"
"What cloth? How many are there this time?"
“……”
"Then can you tell me how many years you've been in the cloth business?”
“……”
"Mr. Hong?"
“……”
Sixth Brother was asleep, half pretending, and half because he was really tired. The old policeman surnamed Cai turned off the tape recorder and slowly stood up. He said in a calm tone,"Mr. Hong, are you tired? I'll sleep first and think about what I need to add. I'll come back tomorrow.”After saying that, he left and locked the door.
The next day, the old policeman surnamed Cai asked the same question tirelessly. Sixth Brother was still fooling around and waiting for his health to improve...
Just like that, after about two months, maybe Officer Cai felt that he couldn't get any valuable clues from Sixth Brother. Plus, Sixth Brother hadn't recovered yet, so the number of times he came gradually decreased. To be honest, Sixth Brother had a good impression of Officer Cai because he never lost his temper and always had a faint smile. Even if Sixth Brother didn't answer his questions, he didn't mind. His tone was always so kind. If he didn't come, Sixth Brother would be bored and miss him instead.
The two doctors and two female nurses that Sixth Brother saw the most every day changed his dressing, removed his stitches, examined him, and fed him. Every time there was only one nurse left in the room, Sixth Brother would try his best to strike up a conversation with her, hoping to get some clues from the nurse to find out where he was, the purpose of his imprisonment, and how long he would be imprisoned. However, the two female nurses were very tight-lipped and could not say anything clearly, making Sixth Brother very bored.
Sixth Brother's body gradually recovered. The cast on his left foot was removed, and he could move freely. However, Sixth Brother still lay down obediently, pretending that his condition was still the same. He looked weak. His intuition told him that the weaker he looked and the less threatening he was, the better it was for him.
After an unknown number of days, the door was unlocked. A doctor walked into the room with a tray and gently closed the door. Everything was normal. However, a soft "Ka" sound made Sixth Brother wary.
This sound was very soft. If one did not listen carefully, one would not notice it. It was the sound of the door being locked. The two doctors who came here often closed the door after entering, but they never locked it. This time, it seemed a little abnormal.
Sixth Brother glanced at the doctor through his eyes. Although the doctor looked like one of the two original doctors, the eyes on the white mask made Sixth Brother feel a chill. He could conclude that this doctor was definitely a new face.
The doctor gently walked to the side of the bed and slowly put down the tray in his hand. Every movement was so light, as if he was afraid of waking the sleeping Sixth Brother. In fact, Sixth Brother was very awake at the moment. He was just pretending to be asleep. His tiny eyes had been watching the doctor's every move. Every pore on his body was like an antenna, sending the information around him to his brain quickly, ready to respond at any time.
The doctor picked up a bottle of medicine and a syringe from the tray. He inserted the needle into the bottle and pulled the syringe. The white liquid immediately filled the syringe. The doctor carefully put the bottle of medicine into his pocket, picked up the syringe, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he stabbed it fiercely into Sixth Brother's thigh...
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