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Uncle Zheng and Mark walked. The uncle is a good-hearted person, walks sighed again and again, Mark was full is glanced Zhou Qingfeng one that the resentment read, as if in saying ‚me waited for you to ask to visit’. However looks straight at to this type does not dare to look at own mother artillery, Zhou Qingfeng snorts contemptuously.
The mother artillery walked walked, the predicament is actually placed in Zhou Qingfeng and the others at present.
Although knew perfectly well Zetas gangster similarly rotten is lump of excrement, but the Kenny District remaining less than No. 200 people, why are so difficult.
Katrina goes to investigate one time in at nightfall, this moment report said: „These gangster are very peaceful, but they have arranged the street barricade, and has the massive sentry posts. Could not pass from Roosevelt main road, the path was monitored. Felt that fellows suddenly changed intelligent.”
„Has the gangster person arranged street barricade?” David Lawrence strange asking, „in other words doesn't the opposite party have the plan of attack in force temporarily?”
Saying that Butcher laughs: „If we, daytime under was being stirred pulpy aspect by forklift, can think in the evening how to stabilize first said again. I estimated that the Zetas gangster person at least requires day to repair and maintain.”
„That cannot make them feel better, I bring a team to have a look in the evening again.” David Lawrence said on own initiative. This big hero does not forget his ‚beheading’ tactic.
Zhou Qingfeng does not have the objection, he also wants with, but had been rejected by David Lawrence, „Victor, you well heal from a wound.”
Hears this saying, Zhou Qingfeng touches toward own face on subconsciously. His face by the bullet of sniper held in the mouth a body two days ago, today opens forklift to hit the excavator, cut his whole piece face. Present he looks like really very fierce fearsome.
„Good, what then I can do?” Zhou Qingfeng asked.
Minsk sits in behind, put out a hand to pat the Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, the sinking sound said: „Sleeps well, today you do has sufficed many.”
Listens to Minsk to speak, Zhou Qingfeng grins to smile, asked: „What kind of that tunnel digs?”
„Also takes two days.”
„Two days, Zetas gangster will be very possible not to launch the attack tomorrow, the day after tomorrow we can enter police headquarters underground Air-Raid Shelter. Perhaps we can retreat ahead of time few people, where removes the manpower to Lena Fox goes.”
The people do not have the opinion, now Kenny District various commodities stored up actually greatly, is only various types of carrying capacity vehicles has over a hundred. These vehicles big Dora various types of daily necessities. Originally person many times of is also worried to consume, how must be worried about to move away them actually.
To this matter, Katrina has embraced on own initiative, „went to Manhattan the path in city dead of suffocation. To dredge to require a lot of time. Victor, your large-scale forklift uses to me, I need it to shove open barriers various along the road.”
„Does not have the issue.” Zhou Qingfeng nods.
The time press, the motion starts immediately. Minsk continued to dig the tunnel, David Lawrence leads several people to run to disturb. Katrina leads to start to pack the thing to prepare to retreat, the family member like Angie and Jenny first will be evacuated.
Zhou Qingfeng and Butcher idled actually, after they inspect a sentry post, suddenly hears in the chaotic block some people in the pulling melodious violin music.
„Old man, haven't you died? Didn't I call you to leave Manhattan?” Zhou Qingfeng surprise looks that roadside puts on the person of formal clothes. What violin was couple days ago in any violin Grandmaster who the place iron gate bumps into, this moment senile Bi Xian, the clothes are also worn-out messy and dirty, but the deportment is impeccable, even the state of mind is very continually good.
The old man sees Zhou Qingfeng, is the appropriate slight bow expresses best wishes very much, said with the hoarse sound smile: „ Yes, many people died, I have not actually died. Very happy you also showed loving care to my this old man.
However I will not leave Manhattan, here is my dream is, I hope that my life with Broadway links. I think that you will not mind I in this violin, you looked, everybody likes listening very much. Some of my very happy present people are also willing to listen to my performance. ”
On the open-air street, the person in block is busy retreating. Almost all people besides the sentry post are paying attention to draw the old man of violin. All people when passing through old man side, the footsteps can slow down, is very dedicated, very peaceful believes silently a meeting.
This chaotic world, but can also hear the music to really be the luxurious matter. Especially at present this world-known violin Grandmaster. Although Zhou Qingfeng has forgotten his name.
„Good, Old man, you can stay behind, later together goes in Manhattan with us the city. I think that our present grain are extremely wealthy, raise you not to have the issue.” Zhou Qingfeng said that left.
The quick, lively lively melody resounds once more. Is listening to this song, on the face of people are many several points of smiling face, the step was also speeding up, the efficiency of work is enhancing. Zhou Qingfeng actually very strange asked to Butcher: „Did old man live for these days? Nobody provides relieft to him, he early died absolutely.”
„Was Minsk sends for giving him to deliver some food.” Butcher said.
Zhou Qingfeng was strangeer, „does Minsk like listening to the violin very much?”
„No, Minsk to the music not anything special feeling. However Katrina likes the violin, therefore he also likes.” Butcher shrugs slightly, indicated that matter is such simple.
This was really a sad story, Minsk also is too rather pitiful.
Zhou Qingfeng turned head to look at happy violinist, thought: Keeps this old man perhaps is being a good deed. He pats the shoulder of Butcher, said: „Good, you stand night watch tonight, I must sleep.”
But turns around in Zhou Qingfeng, whiz a round of bullet shoots from the distant place, guard body that is responsible for admonishing one supine, drops from the roofs of 56 story-high.
„Enemy raids, hiding, has the sniper!” Sees one, Zhou Qingfeng and Butcher also shouted. The person in entire block is flurried immediately, everybody seeks for the concealment respectively.
But in the dark night silent keeping shoots the bullet, the security guard in roof one after another was killed, this should has the sniper's rifle of damper. Zhou Qingfeng supposed under one probably, has shouted to Butcher: „Sniper in our directly opposite building.”
Butcher does not dare to raise the head at this moment, can only shrink in the corner looked at one in the direction that the bullet attacks secretly, scolded: „That direction we have at least arranged 56 security guards, now only fears entire.”
Holds * him * mother *!
Zhou Qingfeng can only trade a direction, tried to find the solution from the flank circuitously in the past. He has a feeling, the present sniper should couple of days ago almost the fellow who wanted him to assign.
However turns round, Zhou Qingfeng saw that stood in the street draws the old man of violin, this unexpectedly vacant does not know should not to know what to do, looks around, actually from the start does not know where can hide?
„Old man, me.” Zhou Qingfeng is shouting beckoning. Hears his shouting, the old man is taking violin sluggish running over of his.
„Hurry up, hurry up!” Zhou Qingfeng only feels that the time became too slow, the speed that the old man ran did not have the normal person to walk quickly. He even wants to put out a hand to draw opposite party.
But when the old man approached, Zhou Qingfeng also really puts out a hand to entrain his lower hem corner, a round of bullet actually penetrated old man's chest, making him splash one fall down.
Waits for Zhou Qingfeng to draw the old man to furiously own side, the old man also grips tightly his violin, the mouth is spitting asking of blood: „Sir, please tell me, do I want dead?”
The old man chest is the blood, was absolutely incurable.
Zhou Qingfeng dismal, the sinking sound said at heart: „Yes, Sir, you were dying.”
„Dies in Manhattan?”
„Right, dies in Manhattan.”
Being on the verge of death gratified of old man instead face, he holds up his violin, extrication saying: „Sir, I must leave, this world does not suit I such old person survival. But please must buries in me and violin together, if can bury before the theater in some Broadway is best.”
Zhou Qingfeng is moved to tears suddenly.
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