Chapter 72

"Brother Hao, Zuo Yu!" Ignoring the tingling in his left ear, Huai Yan staggered towards the house. He saw that Liu Hao had gotten up from the ground, and Xiao Zhang was squatting on the roof, clutching his bleeding right hand. "Mr. Jiang, I'm fine!"

Huai Yan and Liu Hao helped Xiao Zhang down, and the muscles in Xiao Zhang's face were twitching with pain, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, with a fearless smile. After a burst of sourness, he endured and said, "Yan Yun's situation is complicated, let's pass the news first."

"I think the same way. Since they have found this place, it means that the whole city is not safe. If we leave soon, we might be robbed on the way." Liu Hao nodded in agreement.

So the three entered Liang Wenmo's house, Xiao Zhang let the wind out at the door, Liu Hao took out the secret radio station and set it up, Huai Yan lit the oil lamp, unfolded the "Huashan Ling Ri Tu" on the fire and smoked it, leaving it blank The densely packed teeny small letters gradually appeared, and the two of them were shocked to see, and they didn't have time to ask. Huai Yan read out the geographic coordinates of the hidden arms one by one, and Liu Hao slapped them directly with the new specific password. New Army Commander's Headquarters.

"...111 degrees 38 minutes 10 seconds east longitude, 36 degrees 52 minutes 08 seconds north latitude. Done."

"It's all sent." Liu Hao took off his earphones. Seeing that Huaiyan had set the painting on fire, he threw the mother book to Huaiyan and fired several shots at the telegraph. The voice shouted: "An army is coming, there are twenty or thirty people! We are surrounded!"

Liu Hao and Huai Yan glanced at each other, and then looked at the painting and the mother book that were about to burn out on the ground. The people started shouting, "Listen to the people inside, hand over the gun and don't kill, put down your weapons and come out!"

Huai Yan watched the light of the fire gradually dim, and all the nervousness and anxiety disappeared. He smiled and said to his companion: "Captive or suicide, we need to choose one."

Xiao Zhang said, "We still don't know the origin of these people, but we will understand if we die."

Liu Hao nodded in agreement, the three of them walked out of Liang's house with their hands raised, Huai Yan saw the face of the leader, and felt very familiar. Knowing that he also recognized him, Huai Yan and his companions were taken into the car with their heads covered. When he took off the hood, he was taken to a Christian hospital. The blond doctor took out the burr that had been blown into his ear for him. Fragments.

"Your eardrum is deeply wounded, and this ear may be deaf." The doctor spoke unskilled Chinese, but skillfully handled the wound for him, "But I will try my best."

Only at this moment did Huaiyan realize that the voice of his words reached his left ear, like water waves mixed with electric current, extremely vague, he said with difficulty, "Is my companion here?"

The doctor shook his head and threw the blood-stained alcohol cotton balls into the medical waste bin. "This morning, only one injured person was brought here."

Huai Yan didn't speak anymore, he looked out the window, the yard was full of greenery, the nurses were clinging to the cicadas on the willow trees, there were a few scattered lotus leaves floating in the artificial pond, and a frog was lying on it and bulging its cheeks, he stayed until At noon, the man came to pick him up, "Director Liang wants to see you."

Huai Yan got into the car and came to the luxurious mansion. This was the first time he came to Liang Wenzhe's house. On the balcony, he saw the man wearing sunglasses lying under the parasol smoking a cigarette, his eyes were hot with anger, he wanted to scold him, but felt it was unnecessary, so he closed his mouth tightly.

Liang Wenzhe didn't sit up and turned his head until the cigar was burnt out. His eyebrows were tightly twisted into the word "Chuan", and he gritted his teeth, "Jiang Huaiyan, I didn't know you had such ability."

"I didn't know you were despicable enough to betray the country." Huai Yan couldn't help laughing, "I really got in your way this time."

"Why are you always doing the wrong thing with me!" Liang Wenzhe was very annoyed, "I said Dong, you have always been to the west, and you have always been ignorant!"

"Because we are two kinds of people, Director Liang, I have already come to this conclusion." Huai Yan also raised his voice. He was dressed in black. Under the noon sun, his complexion was almost transparent, and his amber-like pupils There was also a shallow crystal light, and due to the pain in his ears, fine sweat was all over his forehead, "You have the ability and brain, but you have no bottom line. Give up, you can't get anything from me."

"I know nothing can come out of it. Because you are a guy who doesn't eat hard and soft. I used to pity Xiangxiyu, but you never appreciated it." Liang Wenzhe sneered, got up and walked over, leaning over to glance at him wrapped in gauze Ear, "I want to *you, understand? I've got a handle on you this time... Look who's downstairs?"

Huai Yan lowered his head and saw that there were two more companions wearing hoods by the fountain pool in front of the door. As long as Liang Wenzhe gave an order, the bodyguards could kill them directly and throw them into the pool. Huai Yan's shoulders trembled slightly. Liang Wenzhe walked into the bedroom from the balcony and began to pull the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Why are you still standing there? Come in."

"How would you explain it to the Americans?" Huai Yan calmed down and followed him into the house.

"He's not my father. If I can't get Yanyun, doesn't he want Liaobei anymore?" Liang Wenzhe smiled contemptuously and leaned on the edge of the bed, "I heard that spies are very good in this regard, I want to come to you not excluded."

The summer afternoon was unusually quiet, the heat was scorching the whole room, the fan was spinning its head above the cabinet, and the golden gauze curtain fluttered back and forth. , touched his with his hand... The man's breathing was quickened immediately, he grabbed his arm and pressed him under him, Huai Yan raised his eyes slightly, then lowered his eyes quickly, he had already seen a set of decorative items on the bookshelf. Hide the knife, and at the right time he might be able to get the knife.

Liang Wenzhe looked down at Huai Yan's eyelashes, he was always suspicious, but he was surprised at his obedience. Then he saw two lines of clear tears slowly flowing from the corners of Huai Yan's eyes, and his heart softened. , wiped his tears for him and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you crying? Am I just disgusting you like that?"

"Just now you mentioned Liaobei...I'm homesick." Huai Yan said, in fact, he thought of Lu Jingyun more, "I haven't been back for many years, I don't know if I will have a chance in this life."

"I'm working in northern Liaoning, and I can take you back later." Liang Wenzhe was unbuttoning his clothes, but suddenly stopped and his expression became serious, "You are from northern Liaoning? You don't live in Nancheng..."

Taking advantage of his distraction, Huai Yan kicked him hard in the abdomen, broke free from his restraint, and pulled out the hidden knife on the bookshelf. It was placed in his artery. Liang Wenzhe was sweating in pain, and immediately rang the guard bell at the head of the bed. , There was a commotion outside, and the bodyguards surrounded the bedroom. Huai Yan knew that it was extremely risky, but there was no way to do it, "Let's go."

"Okay, okay." Liang Wenzhe raised his hands, Huai Yan heard the footsteps behind him, and he used strength in his hands. Although the knife was a little dull, it was still easy to hurt people. A strand of blood flowed down Liang Wenzhe's neck. "Are you coming any closer?"

"Put down the guns first!" Liang Wenzhe drank. He looked at Huai Yan and asked, "It's actually easy for them to kill you at this time, but I just want to hear the truth from you... What's your real name?"

"...Xu Jiangmian." Huai Yan hesitated for a moment, then told him bluntly, and then he saw an extremely complicated expression on Liang Wenzhe's face, shocked, flustered, unbelievable, regretful... Liang Wenzhe's sweat soaked his shirt., In the end, he closed his eyes and sighed, and said dejectedly: "You go."

Daliang was sorry for Mian'er many years ago..