After a vicious fight, the defeated bandits quickly leapt back into the jungle by the river, leaving only a broken boat that hadn't yet burned out, and the vaguely reddened water of the river.
The river was so quiet that the only sound left again was the sound of their boat sailing.
Ah Zhi's three people were injured in the explosion, but fortunately because Qiao Wen reminded them in time, their injuries were not serious. A few people on the ship, also each suffered different degrees of injuries, but they are all hardened men who have experienced great winds and waves, a little knife wound is nothing.
Counting, only Jovian was unscathed.
This river is really unsafe, have to arrive before dark, Jiang Yu Feng dare not delay, instructed the helmsman to speed up the boat. The rest of the people are sitting on the deck to heal their wounds and rest.
Qiao Wen, on the other hand, followed Chen Canaan into the cabin silently.
Chen Canaan arm also suffered a little knife wound, but is not serious, casually treated with iodine vapors and then stop. The two people sat on the ground next to the rolls, looking out of the cabin constantly crossing the tropical jungle scenery, did not say anything for a while.
They weren't the only ones who didn't make a sound, but the few people on the deck outside were also in a long silence, as if they were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
I don't know how long it took, but Qiao Wen brought his gaze back and landed on the injury on Chen Canaan's arm, asking, "Brother Nan, does it hurt?"
Chen Canaan froze, laughed softly and shook his head, "A small injury, it doesn't hurt." Saying this, he reached out and rubbed the other party's hair, "Are you scared?"
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had touched Qiao Wen in this way, in the past he had always touched his head like this when he thought of him as a weak brother who needed his care and protection. But it seemed that since a few months ago, Qiao Wen seemed to have suddenly grown up, no longer the timid and cowardly Ah Di he was familiar with, and had more ideas than himself when it came to things.
But then again, his younger brother is just eighteen years old, a teenager who has not yet experienced anything, and now he is told to see them kill people, how can he accept it for a moment?
Not to mention Qiaowen, even he himself could not bear the thought of how many of those teenage boy scouts had just died.
In the past it is not that he has not seen a murder, the city fortress in three days or two will be someone dead in the street, he thought that killing is not a big deal, but really his turn to move his hand, only to find that a living life, death in their own hands, that kind of impact is still more than he expected a huge.
With that thought, he slid his hand from Jovian's head, to his single shoulder, and gathered the man into the crook of his arm.
Jovian looked up at him, guessing that he too was having a hard time over the first kill of the day. But despite this, he was still comforting himself. He didn't break away from his arm, instead he smoothly leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "Brother Nan, I'm fine, if it wasn't for your quick movements, I was only afraid that I would have been killed by that kid."
Chen Canaan brain emerges that the child's appearance, in fact, did not see clearly, only vaguely see a is a thirteen or fourteen years old skinny teenager, so young age has become an outlaw, is bound to be forced to live. Of course he does not regret that he killed him, just can not help but some sighs.
Qiaowen did not move to look at him, the nineteen year old young man, at the moment, his expression was sullen, showing a rare look of teenage pity.
Originally, after watching this vicious fight, his own heart was very much a bit mixed, but now seeing Chen Canaan after the killing, he did not reveal the bloodthirsty excitement after the killing, but on the contrary, he was a bit sorrowful, so it was evident that he was indeed a benevolent person in nature, which more or less gave him a bit of comfort.
And yet, I can't help but wonder a little, what kind of journey did such a person go through in the original world before he became a villain with a lot of evil?
The two leaned together quietly, each with their own thoughts, and once again fell into a long silence. Until Jiang Yu Feng entered the cabin, breaking the peace.
Jiang Yu Feng is a big man, bending down to drill in, once he looked up, he looked at the two brothers who were intimately snuggled together and seemed to be in a daze.
He previously knew that the two were affectionate, these days on the ship, but also saw with his own eyes, eating the same bowl of rice, sleeping under the same blanket. But forgive him for not knowing much, he lived to more than twenty years old, but he had never seen any brother so big that at night, when he slept, he fell asleep and cuddled together.
If it weren't for the fact that he was pretty sure that these two were in pure, unadulterated brotherhood, he couldn't help but guess elsewhere.
He silently looked at the two young men, one handsome and one handsome.
Don't tell me, it's quite eye-catching.
"What? Still haven't gotten over it?" He walked over and sat down across from the two.
Qiao Wen returned to his senses, sat up straight, and said in unison with Chen Canaan, "Brother Feng."
In this crowd, the number of Jiang Yu Feng big wind and big waves have seen the most, so although his heart palpitates, but also still calm and calm, walked to sit next to the two men, reached out and put his hand on Chen Canaan's shoulder, hooked up the corner of his mouth and laughed lightly: "Ah Nan, today you saved the wind brother's life, this love wind brother remembered."
Chen Canaan was unconcerned about this, "If I can't do even this much, how can I be worthy of the opportunity given to me by Brother Feng?"
Jiang Youfeng shook his head with a smile and looked at Qiao Wen again, "However, the one who gets the most credit today is Wen, if it wasn't for you noticing the anomaly and telling Ah Zhi and the others to return and having the ship retreat, I'm afraid that we would have already folded up here today."
Jovian said, "I also suddenly felt something was wrong."
Jiang Yu Feng asked curiously, "Are you feeling something wrong?"
Jovian frowned and shook his head, "I can't say, it's just a hunch."
Jiang Yu Feng froze, and after a few moments, he slightly straightened his color and added, "Ah Wen, when you encounter something like today again, no matter what the situation is, don't be too soft-hearted."
"That's right!" Chen Canaan also finally came back to his senses from his sadness after killing, nodding his head in righteous indignation in agreement, "You just had a soft heart and almost died in the hands of that little brat."
Qiao Wen's spine was also chilled when he remembered the close call just now, and he slowly exhaled a cloudy breath, not until this moment did he clearly realize that in the cruel age of the weak and the strong, but a little bit of mercy towards the enemy could lead to irreparable consequences.
It was just that the matter of killing was really too much for him, not to mention the fact that the other man was still a child - even though he was well aware that the country, ravaged by war for years, had long since been a woman and a child.
Jiang Yu Feng added: "Ah Nan, you too, is not just to kill someone? These bandits are running for our lives, if you don't kill them, they will have to kill us, cheer up, this mission is not over yet."
Chen Canaan was not as tender as Qiao Wen who had so many twists and turns in his heart, and at the words, he really picked up his spirit, and his eyes, which were originally slightly frustrated, sprouted two clusters of ferocious light, and said viciously, "That's right, if I don't kill them, they'll have to kill me. If it is not looking at these scumbags young, I will never be merciful, in the future dare to come again, come one to kill one come a pair to kill a pair."
Jovian looked up to silently watch his reaction, which fit his quasi-villain persona.
He glanced again at the still-drying blood on his hands, and was suddenly a little worried, knowing that there were some things that, once begun, would be taken for granted down the road.
To this day, he would never want Chen Canaan to go back to his old ways.
At this time the slanting sun has been hidden in the mountains and forests, only a piece of colorful sunset hanging in the sky, and as the ship sailing, the color is more and more dim, I see that it will be dark.
Fortunately, the rest of the journey was uneventful and smooth, and when there was only a small reddish color left in the sky, we finally saw the patrol boat with the flag of the Ansha forces.
It must have been explained by Ansar, and when these ships saw them and identified themselves, they welcomed them and led the way for them, finally stopping at a pier half an hour later.
Although there is a pier, but there is still no village on both sides of the river, as for the town, it is not even a shadow to see, apparently Anshar's lair nowadays, is located in the depths of the jungle, which is rarely visited by people.
However, this pier is quite a serious pier, next to a few small motorized boats parked, there are soldiers in yellow and green uniforms standing guard with guns. When their cargo ship was sailing in the vast ocean, it could only be considered a small flat boat, but when it came to the inner river, it was considered a huge thing, and when it stopped at the shore, it was quite imposing.
The freighter had just anchored when, in the dim light of the afterglow, a jeep came up the only dirt road from the shore.
As if the car was just for show, it traveled so slowly that it was followed by a line of guards on foot. The people in the car were none other than General Ansha, who had come to personally greet Jiang Yu Feng and his party.
The jeep stopped in front of the dock, and the guard on duty stepped forward and gave a standard military salute to those in the vehicle.
Ansar in the back seat got out of the car while returning the salute, he was a dark-skinned middle-aged man, short and compact, hanging a smile, looking like a very bright Southeast Asian soldier.
Surrounded by a group of guards, Ansha walked to the edge of the pier, waved at the people on the boat, and said in a not-so-standard broken Chinese, "Brother Jiang, I've been waiting for you for a long time, welcome welcome welcome!"
Jiang Yu Feng raised his hand in response, "General An!"
Ansha is the old customer of the fifth master in Hong Kong, and this is not the first time that Jiang Yufeng delivers goods for the fifth master, so naturally, he has dealt with this person before.
Jiang Yu Feng do are born into the death of the work, can live peacefully until now, by virtue of not only good hands, but also cautious mind. He understands very well, last time smooth, does not mean that this time can also be smooth, especially now that the south has seen the defeat, the other side will still be the same as usual, according to the rules of the silver and goods, it is really difficult to say.
So it seems to have been safe, but still do not dare to be careless, he only took Ah Zhi and Chen Canaan Qiao Wen three people off the boat, the rest of the brothers stayed on the boat, just in case there is a change on the shore, to be able to retreat at the first time.
Qiao Wen followed behind Jiang Yu Feng, not moving to survey the surroundings, and he walked alongside Chen Canaan estimated that he was worried about his fear, subconsciously went to hold his hand, but then realized that this kind of occasion, the two big guys holding hands seems a bit strange, and quickly loosened his hand.
Stepping onto the pier, Qiao Wen realized that this General Ansha, although not tall, perhaps due to his high position, was actually quite imposing.
Jiang Yu Feng stepped forward and shook his hand, "General An, long time no see."
An Sha said, "Brother Jiang, welcome, welcome, how is Master Fifth?"
Although Jiang Yu Feng played the name of the fifth master, in fact, even the fifth master of Hong Kong City has seen a single hair, it is not clear whether it is a man or a woman, how do you know whether it is good or bad, but this is not to be said, he smiled and nodded and said, "Thanks to General An's blessing, the fifth master is all right." He also said, "The goods are in the cabin, you can arrange for someone to inspect and unload the goods."
Anshar raised his hand and motioned for the guards behind him to get on board and unload the ship.
Because of the sufficient manpower, several big boxes of grenades were unloaded to the shore in just twenty minutes or so. An Sha casually looked at it and nodded with satisfaction, obviously trusting Jiang Youfeng, then enthusiastically said, "Let's go, I've prepared a dust washing banquet for brother Jiang, let's have a good drink tonight."
Ansar is a hospitable warlord, a year ago when Jiang Yu Feng came to make a delivery, his base camp was still in the town, and although the whole small country was fighting a war that was devastating, in the town there was not a lot of what should be there, even more so than in an unusual country, it was as if the world was ending in an orgy of revelry.
That time Ansha arranged for their party to eat, drink and have fun for three whole days, a few brothers under his command were simply in the gentle land of pleasure.
This back to the jungle, although the conditions are limited, but Ansar still also still enthusiastic to do, the return trip, he is not in a jeep, but on foot personally lead several people, back to his command.
Along the way, he talked and laughed cheerfully with Jiang Yu Feng. Only, his Chinese language skills were really limited, so this conversation and laughter was mainly laughter as the main topic of conversation.
General An's cackling laughter was simply like a magic voice piercing through his brain, ringing all the way through.
It was also thanks to Jiang Yu Feng being an expression that didn't change its color.
Chen Canaan was soon dishonest, taking advantage of people not paying attention to quietly tickle the heart of Qiao Wen's hand, and when he looked at himself, he put a bad smile at the corner of his mouth. Seeing that Qiao Wen didn't have any reaction, he looked forward again lustfully, resumed his serious expression, and began to think about what he could eat later on.
Drifting in the sea these days, eat either canned food or stewed sea fish, the gluttony in the stomach has long been stupid, at this moment thinking of this General An can arrange a meal of delicious food people, so that he ate a meal of pain, the previous that the danger is thrown to the back of the mind.
Qiaowen did not know that his heart was as big as this, for his own mind did not stop for a moment, and he had been carefully observing the present situation.
Obviously, this was the unpopulated jungle area, and Ansar retreated to this point, thinking that the tide had turned, and that this long war had, indeed, come to an end.
This General Ansha, clearly not a confused person, not so much as to not be able to judge the direction of the situation, that pair of deep eye sockets in the small eyes, very much through a few points of shrewdness, I think it is not a loyal person.
It is unlikely that a general, who may have been both shrewd and loyal, retreating into the jungle and spending a lot of money on such a large shipment of grenades in the context of his own side being outgunned, was doing so in a last-ditch effort to counterattack.
It's not for war, so it's for getting rich, and probably trying to make one last fortune.
Qiaowen didn't want to speculate on the hearts of people with malice, but war was supposed to turn people into demons, and this Anshar, now that he had been defeated and was still able to talk and laugh so much with his guests, was only worse than a demon.
Jovian frowned a little uneasily at the thought of that possibility.
Twenty minutes later, the group arrived at Ansar's command post.
It is said to be a command post, but it should be the occupation of a jungle fortress, a few huts surrounding a large courtyard, with a lookout station erected in the center, very simple.
The four of them were first taken to the room where they stayed for cleaning and rest.
In the sea a few days have not had a good bath, at this time a few people are topped with a sticky shell, put down the duffel bag, then into the bath room to take a bath painfully.
Waiting to wash off all the dust and dirt, change into clean clothes and come out, outside has already resounded the sound of dance and music, the window has a fire light jumping, is the courtyard built a bonfire.
This is the feast Ansar has prepared for them to wash away the dust.
Several people were led by the guards to the courtyard seating area to be seated.
The seats were in the shape of a hollowed-out zigzag, with Ansar sitting at the top, a few of their guests to his left, and a few of his men across the table. In the center was a campfire, which was the most direct form of lighting in the jungle, where there was no electricity.
Two beautiful women in colorful ao dai (traditional Vietnamese women's dress) sat on either side of Ansar, a left-right posture. When the four of them were seated, Ansar waved his hand and several young women came out in a line and sat down beside each of them, pouring wine and tea for them.
Jiang Youfeng and Ah Zhi were both well-informed, and were very calm about the beautiful women throwing themselves at them. Qiao Wen had certainly seen a lot and was also very calm.
Only Chen Canaan, smelling the scent radiating from the woman as she came over, was uncomfortable.
To say that he has not seen the knowledge is not quite true, he always mixed in the Walled City East, what have not seen. But his old man in the matter of men and women, he grew up on the education of strict, determined not to let him play with women, is to grow up to nineteen years old, has never touched a woman, can be said to have been a pure and innocent child chicken.
Right now the strange woman softly leaned towards him, he was simply like having nails growing under his buttocks, it was hard for him to sit still, and when he saw the woman who served Qiaowen, about to stick to Qiaowen, it was even more difficult to feel that his own A-Di was at a great disadvantage, so in full view of all the people, he switched seats and squeezed Qiaowen into the middle, separating him from the woman.
Jiang Yu Feng's afterglow glanced at his movements, very breathless draws down the corner of his mouth, helpless in full view of the public, it is not good to go out to teach his own little brother, can only let him disgrace.
At this time, An Sha raised his glass and said, "Now in this situation, Master Fifth and Brother Jiang are still willing to take the risk of coming to deliver goods for my humble servant, solving my pressing problem, my humble servant is very grateful, I toast you all with this glass of wine."
Jiang Yu Feng raised his cup and said back, "General An is polite, over the years Master Five has had a very pleasant cooperation with you, and hopes to continue to do so."
Anshar laughed, "That's that's that's that, come on! Let's drink."
All the people at the table were drinking along with him, and even Qiao Wen made a show of tilting his head back and drinking it all. Of course, in reality, he only dipped a mouthful before calling it quits.
He was an extremely poor drinker in this body, and dragging around a drunken body in case something happened was not a good thing.
After a glass of wine, the dance music started again, and several barefooted beauties in ao dai came forward and danced to cheer up this night's banquet.
I have to say, Ansar is really a general who can enjoy himself, retreating to the jungle and bringing so many beauties with him.
Roughly by the influence of France and the United States, these beauties are wearing the Ao Dai, and plain conservative traditional style is quite different, not only colorful, long skirt on both sides also slit, dance between two snow-white thighs hidden, under the neckline is also a skeleton style, revealing a piece of spring, it is always sexy and provocative.
Jiang Yu Feng and Ah Zhi didn't know whether they really liked it or gave face to it, they looked very interested, while Qiao Wen took it as appreciating the exotic flavor.
As for Chen Canaan, it was clear that he had no interest in appreciating art, and he was feasting the whole time, without lifting his eyes a few times to give some glances to the dancing beauties.
Qiao Wen secretly sighed, sort of the first time he realized that this guy was still far from enlightened in matters of men and women.
A song and dance ended, Ansha clapped his hands again, two guard-like people, carrying two boxes, placed on the table of Jiang Youfeng, and opened them in person.
Qiao Wen only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and when he fixed his eyes on it, he saw two neat boxes of hundred-dollar bills.
An Sha smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, this is the payment for this batch of grenades for Master Fifth, you count it properly for him."
Jiang Yu Feng just casually looked at it, did not reach out to count, nodded his head and smiled, "Trading with General An, what's not to worry about."
Ansar sniffed with pleasure and raised his glass again, "Okay, let's keep drinking."
Qiao Wen before the two boxes closed, silently looked at the white bills, two million dollars, in this era has been absolutely called a huge sum of money, but only a single business.
It is evident that that fifth master of Hong Kong City is only capable of heavenly powers.