musicians of old

Chapter 348 The Poem of Awakening in the First Movement (25): Repeated Horizontal Jump (Two in One)

"Ah, my legs!"

Fanning was holding the guitar in one hand and Luna in the other. As soon as he jumped out of the car, he felt a slip on the sole of his foot, and there was a mournful howl.

A hired worker was tremblingly getting under the carriage, and his shoes stepped firmly on his knees.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" This kind of gun battle between caravans and gangsters has no rules at all. The voice of Masenecourt was still shouting, "People from the caravan family lie on the car. Lie on the car and don't get off!"

The tip of the nose lingered with the smell of dust and gunpowder. Amidst the crackling sound of glass shattering, Fan Ning, who was holding the little girl's arm, stared at two gangsters with mustaches on the side of the road.

Hei Dongdong's muzzle was aimed at the two of them.

"Mr. Scheele, be careful!" Luna covered her face with her hands in fright, and with the other hand she hurriedly exerted force, trying to drag or push Fanning down.

The situation of the gun battle was already chaotic, and the mustache saw someone getting out of the car, so he fired several shots "bang bang bang" without saying a word.

But then he turned slightly to the side of the gun, staring blankly at the muzzle emitting green smoke.

"And to be honest, my body is still as fragile as paper. When faced with the threat of too strong firepower, anyone will feel frightened in their hearts. Moreover, who knows if there is someone with knowledge in the opposite team? Now even the mysterious side In the battle between the two, the variables are getting bigger and bigger."

The "Jin" studied by Marseille Negu endowed him with agility and bullet-avoidance sensitivity. His marksmanship was exceptionally accurate. He killed the two opponents as soon as the fire was exchanged. The darts slit the throats of two people, and the guard broke one's leg.

The total denomination is 500 pounds!
"Now I really believe how easy it is for troubadours to bring good luck to the journey." Masseinecourt looked at Scheler again, and he generously and fairly distributed Troy 300 pounds for the casualties Repairs to medical treatment, pensions, and caravan facilities, as well as making up for some of the previous losses, and then divided another 100 pounds, and handed the small bag to Fan Ning.

Then, they found a total of 12 pounds of gold coins from the 140 corpses, and jewelry such as rings, earrings, nose rings, and bracelets estimated at about 300 pounds. Marseille Necoud believes that this is a moderate level of luck, because jewelry is not as good as cash , There is always a discount when selling, after all, the last loss was not earned back.

The torrential rain made the leather covering of the car roof rattling. Fanning could see the wet grass and flowers and the swaying trees under the attack of the wind and rain through a crack in the door of the carriage. Big, a piece of white mist.

The total price of 840 pounds of spoils was divided into half...Although this guy is full of money to buy nobles in order to achieve his "ultimate goal of the knight", and he shoots and dies at the slightest disagreement, how can he always Gives people a feeling of being very "martial arts"?

"Mr. Scheler, what is this?" She hurriedly took it.

Fan Ning didn't know how much he received from the Chrétien family's entrustment, but when the positive and negative income statistics of several waves of encounters were superimposed, Marseille Necoud earned at least an additional six or seven hundred pounds.

Luna's heart was beating wildly, and she walked so ostentatiously just now, her intuition told her that at least someone had aimed at this side and shot several times, but she didn't know why they just missed.

"Go forward, are you blind?" The young man next to him was loading a magazine, and lowered his head following his eyes after hearing his words.

"Ah! here?"

A total of 8 horses died in the caravan. After making up for the spare horses, the 6 horses left behind by the gang were brought into the team.

Fan Ning walked slowly past the two with his guitar in his arms, ignoring the one who hadn't died yet.

"I lost the first battle, I'm a poor man." Half a minute later, he reluctantly opened his hand, and there were only a few gold coins with a face value of 1 pound on it, "Mr. Scheler, judging from past experience, I bet that today I will not be able to get back my money. "

"Sit here and rest." After walking 20 meters away, Fanning pointed to a tree stump in the grass outside the gravel road.

He was sure that he was aiming very well and the distance was not too far, so why did it seem like nothing happened to the other two?
In fact, after the bullets approached Fan Ning four or five meters away, they were pushed in the opposite direction by an invisible force. The speed was greatly slowed down, and they fell into the gravel on the road with a flat trajectory.

"Clah la la la la la—"

But on the third and fourth day of the trip, I didn't meet any gangsters again.

"Boom!" The airflow exploded, and flames and thick smoke rose up.

When it is judged that there are too many firearms on the other side and the safety risk of the employer is uncontrollable, he acts as a peacemaker and is fully responsible for negotiating the "tolls". game.

This Mr. Scheler, really, the realm is elegant and dusty...

Philip used the lute to sweep out the simple and solemn broken chords, and then a dozen people in the team hummed a short melody with mixed voices. Motive, with a heavy and even rhythm, and a more solemn and simple interval structure.

This kind of hand grenade before the 19th century is not as powerful as the modern one, and it is the arms smuggling goods of the gangsters in the southern continent. The quality is uneven, but the distance between the two is too close.

Originally, Fan Ning had dealt with two people, but now all the long-range threats were wiped out, and then a group of gangsters with shields and machetes who came up to them were directly stabbed to death by Massenegu holding a long sword. took three.

"Fuck! Where the hell did you throw the grenade!?" The man was shocked and fell to the ground.

It should be a common mourning in the Southern Continent.

"I'm not a caravan guard." Fanning gave him a surprised look.

The next moment, his face turned pale with fright, he let out a horrified howl, and he dropped his gun and the handle, but there was no time to react——

Fan Ning originally thought his complaint had some truth, and was about to nod his head in agreement, but was almost stunned by his words.

Speaking of this, he shrugged helplessly: "This job is really difficult. I regret that I didn't learn the piano well before, otherwise I might be able to marry a Marquis' daughter now."

Although it means to keep it on your behalf, but I always feel that there is something wrong. It is I who made the invitation. How come my small treasury has tripled?
All the people around looked at this scene in amazement and admiration.

Masseinecourt strode up to a corpse with its throat cut open, fumbled in his pockets, and at the same time waved his hand, motioning for Chretien's family guards to disperse and help.

It was still warm sunshine and exotic scenery, but there were 14 dead bodies left by the gravel road just now.

"It's too heavy, I'm too lazy to take it, so put it away for me."

After the black smoke dissipated, the facial features of the gangster who threw the gun could no longer be seen. He was directly cut to bloody by dense shrapnel, and there were two large holes in his neck and chest. He fell to the ground and died on the spot.

"If those two people didn't blow themselves up by mistake, our own casualties may have increased a lot." Masseinegu's smile always has a meaning of "I have seen through everything".

"Don't worry, it's almost done." Fanning held the piano and lowered his head, casually plucking a string of cadenzas, just like sitting in front of the piano and pressing keys at will.

The hired workers and coachmen simply repaired some of the damage to the convoy, and then dug two pits on the spot to bury the dead. The weather was so hot that it took a lot of effort. As for the gangsters who came up to seek death, no one would care about the bodies after they were dragged to the grass. Now, in the rainforests and islands of the southern country, there are more than thousands of leaves, berries and animal remains that rot every day.

These low-level intellectuals who understand art may have some initial light similar to spiritual characteristics, the kind that makes ignorant people with weak inspiration stunned.

When he was in a daze, the bearded gangster saw a group of brown and black smoke pipes on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

During this period, gunshots still rang out in my ears, and the two horses in the previous carriage were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground wailing.

She thought that the two of them had escaped by luck. At this moment, she felt that the distance was too short. She wanted to pull Mr. Scheler away, but the other party just sat down, and she was a little worried about the situation of her family. At this moment, he could only clenched his fists and looked forward.

But then, when the knight was using his expertise to tame a fierce horse that didn't quite cooperate with returning to the team, he accidentally found a lot of gold coins in the saddle bag!

"Good luck." Fanning watched calmly as they searched for the loot.

"It's said that swords don't have eyes, but bullets really don't have eyes." Masai Negu patted the ashes on his body, "That's why I often say that this industrial age is really fucking unfriendly to us knights. Look at the current gang robbery. What kind of atmosphere is there?..." He pointed at the dead body on the ground with a revolver in pain, "...when you come up, you will shoot people directly with a row of black hole muzzles. Although everyone is equipped with guns, no one is afraid of anyone when they fight , but if the employer keeps getting killed or injured, how can I still get commissions?"

As a result, the caravan recovered its blood, excluding medical and pension expenses. Although there were still some losses, it was really not too much. For this kind of long-distance business, any employer has the consciousness to spend some money to buy peace.

Fanning is very interested in folk music materials, and he grasped the musical image of this melody in an instant.

And the man who barely lay down before is now dragging his scorched broken leg and bloody lower body, howling heart-piercingly and crawling to the distance.

Fanning took it, took out the bag of 200 pounds of gold coins in his pocket, and threw it towards Luna beside him.

Fanning's judgment was correct. In fact, the shootout seemed to be noisy, but after two or three minutes, there was no sound.

Compared to using art to make money in Tiolein, these amounts are simply small splashes.

After entering the stage of orderly processing, Massenecourt walked to Fanning and spoke.

In any case, he is a middle-level knowledgeable person. This kind of mixed method in the Southern Continent is not "elegant" compared to Tiolein, but this person is definitely not slow in making money, buying land, and buying nobles. The social status in the upper class is definitely not low.

"Boom!!!"

The strength of the gang robbers this time is not strong, there are not as many guns and manpower as last time, and they did not carry military crossbows, and the slogans like "Jianghu reputation" may not be loud enough.

His eyes were full of meaning, just separated by a certain distance, and his attention was mainly on the gun battle, but he noticed the situation on Scheler's side more or less.

"At that time, when I met gangsters robbing, I couldn't control so many twists and turns. I went up and slashed for a while, and then I said, ordinary gangsters came up in a bunch, and only the people who were stabbed to death one by one by me and my guards really encountered it." Extremely tyrannical gangs, or if you meet a low-ranking person by chance, it’s not too late to stop and negotiate. Everyone knows the principle of avoiding bloodshed. Caravans and gangsters are seeking money rather than life, but no one’s money is blown by the wind Yes." Massenecourt wiped his blood-stained long sword.

The weather in midsummer is unpredictable. On the afternoon of the fourth day, there were several rounds of torrential rain. The drivers are obviously very experienced in dealing with such situations. Some moisture-proof measures for dry goods and accompanying guests.

"..."

This "guiding man" Massenecourt, although Fan Ning thought he was a joke before, but Fan Ning now finds that he is definitely not a peacemaker who makes his employer bleed at every turn.

Although he didn't know why the two walked through so carelessly and missed a bullet, and he didn't know why the grenade somehow killed the bastard himself, but he had long known that this troubadour was also a wise man. The mysterious side words that pop up in people's conversations actually acquiesce in this.

It can be said to jump repeatedly between the looting and the looted characters.

But maybe there are similarities in the feelings, such as the scene where I and my companions looked forward to counting the box office revenue when the Turner Art Hall just opened and closed the accounts every night.

The carriage stopped in the rainforest, the sky was dark, thunder was ringing, and white mist was everywhere.

After this episode of a shootout with gangsters, the caravan is on the road again.

He probably knew why Massenecourt didn't say a word of nonsense this time, and directly shot and killed the person who was negotiating the price.

After leaving behind a dozen human corpses and a similar number of horse corpses, the people on the gangster side began to retreat in desperation, some fled in the bushes, and some took advantage of the chaos to ride their horses.

"How was it before?" Fan Ning watched the few people in front of him bandaging the wounded, without turning around.

Under the condition of ensuring the overall safety of the asylum, he compared the strength and watched people order.

So Fanning stretched out his hand to stop the strings, and calmly signaled that Luna could go back.

And when the opponent is weaker and the risk is relatively controllable, it is just a shot in the face, and then a black-and-white scene will be staged.

There are few people outside the city-state, and the former Bakeriso Port was already a small settlement on the outer edge of the city-state of Misin. These coastlines and rainforests that are too deep are not suitable for long-term looting teams that pursue light mobility. stagnation, the probability of finding the target object is not high, they will only try to sweep around the city-state as much as possible.

Two hired workers were killed by a grenade thrown by another gangster, and two unlucky guards and a coachman were hit by stray bullets, and two guards were cut on their backs. Abraded man.

"It wasn't like this before. The 'Guides' at the end of the last century were not so difficult to mix."

Luna opened it and glanced at it, the golden light shone like a dream.

The guards were counting the casualties, and the eldest son Troy also jumped out of the carriage and began to coordinate.

Today his strength has basically recovered.

In the next two days, he encountered several waves of gangsters one after another, and Fan Ning gradually discovered that regardless of whether the operation of "wisdom to recognize talent" before Marseille Negu was very wise or stupid, at least his "guide" should be Look, the style is really sui generis.

"Aren't you the same now?" Fanning glanced at him, "or in theory, it should be stronger than before."

This round of storm lasted for half an hour and then suddenly dissipated. The coachmen jumped down and began to remove the leather curtains.

Fanning had just put his hand on the curtain puller to get some air, when he heard someone shouting from below:
"How did we get out of the rainforest?"

Hearing this, he quickly opened the door curtain, and then his pupils shrank slightly.

The setting sun shines on the sea, and in front of you is a white sandy beach peninsula surrounded by the sea on three sides.

(End of this chapter)