Republic of China small businessman

There was a light snowfall in the sky, and it hit people's faces like salt particles, which hurt finely and densely.

Xie Jing squinted his eyes and tried to figure out the direction. He copied the map several times and probably knew it by heart.

I don't know the reason, but after chasing all the way, I didn't see the convoy of the young master Bai Mingzhe. After thinking about it, the nursing homes recruited by the Bai family are most likely the same gang of bandits. Where has he been kidnapped, he only hoped that the incident of the company's accident would become a big one, someone would go to look for Bai Mingzhe, and maybe he could save his life.

The only one not to worry about is Bai Mingyu.

Bai Er stayed in the shop, and dozens of people were bustling with them carrying water to put out the fire, so it was safest for him to be among the crowd.

Xie Jing rode a horse for more than ten miles, and came out in a hurry, without a leather hat on. At this moment, her hair and eyebrows were all white, and snow fell on her long eyelashes. Hold the reins tightly so you don't fall off your horse.

When approaching the winery, I suddenly saw a group of horses and horses coming in the opposite direction.

Xie Jing stiffly reined in the reins, stopped to look, and suddenly shouted: "Jiu Ye!" He thought his voice was loud, but it was already hoarse from the smoke just now, so he shouted a few times before riding forward. startled each other.

In the snowstorm, the convoy stopped.

A corner of the heavy carriage curtain was lifted, Bai Rongjiu looked sideways at him, "You are from the Qinghe Bai family, what's the matter?"

Xie Jing was frozen stiff and almost fell off the horse. He staggered two steps and was supported by the people around Master Jiu before he walked to the carriage. He tremblingly took out something from his arms and handed it over: "Master Jiu , Heihe Baijia business has entered the bandits, and the guards next to the young master were all in the same group, I accidentally ran into them carrying bullets-they pretended I didn't know, and only lied to me that it was broken copper."

Bai Rongjiu reached out to take it, with a serious expression on his face: "How did you recognize it?"

Xie Jing swallowed, looked at him hard and said, "I am from the Second Young Master's house. There is a Mauser in the Young Master's house. I have seen it before."

"What happened to the Heihe Company? Just run out and you?"

"It's okay over there. I burned their car while the gangsters were moving things and started a big fire. There are a lot of people there, so it should be fine, but I heard they said that something was buried in the winery. It must be tar! When I lighted the carriage, the spirits in the carriage burned with the tar, and the smell was very—”

Before Xie Jing finished speaking, he was held by one hand and dragged into the carriage, Bai Rongjiu said in a deep voice, "Come up, talk while walking!"

He took off his cloak and wrapped it around Xie Jing, and told the team to turn back quickly while continuing to ask questions.

Xie Jing didn't feel too cold when he was walking in the wind and snow before. Now that he was wrapped in a cloak, he started to sway, he couldn't speak well, and almost bit his tongue.

"The body has just regained consciousness, so speak slowly."

Bai Rongjiu asked Xie Jing to take some shochu, and gave Xie Jing two sips. A burst of hot air rose from his internal organs. Xie Jing's fingertips felt a little itchy at first, and then became hot after a while.

"Jiuye go first, let them rescue, there are too many bandits..."

Bai Rongjiu lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside, frowning: "No, there are women in the winery, so you can't get out without a car."

"Who?"

"Bai Mingzhe's wife, Fang Yurou." Bai Rongjiu put down the car curtain and looked at him, "There is also an unborn child in her belly."

The Fang family is also a big family in the local area, and the master of the Fang family once went abroad to study abroad. He is a new-style figure. He did not bind the feet of the only daughter in the family, and passed on the secret recipe coefficient of the family's wine making to his daughter Fang Yurou.

Therefore, the size of the winery is especially dependent on Mrs. Fang. Although Fang Yurou has a gentle name, she has a hearty personality. She eats and lives with her husband in the winery, and she is not at all squeamish. Even if she is pregnant, she still sticks to the factory. .Originally, this period of time was about to celebrate the Chinese New Year, and she was heavy, so she should go back to Qinghe County to recuperate, but after hearing the machine orders and plans to expand the winery that Bai Rongjiu talked about with foreigners, many of them were paid by her. Those who work hard will stay for a few more days.

When Bai Rongjiu and his party rushed back to the winery, they could vaguely hear gunshots coming from the nearby forest.

Xie Jing took a shortcut and came here, but only bought such a short time.

Bai Rongjiu didn't have time to evacuate the workers, so he gathered them in a strong blockhouse - Fang's family had been making wine locally for many years, and had suffered from bandits in previous years. When building the winery, they specially built a blockhouse in the northwest corner, which was easy to defend but difficult to defend. attack.

There are seven or eight people left behind in the winery, and Fang Yurou is one of her accompanying maids, and the rest is a team of about ten players brought by Bai Rongjiu.Most of these guys in the winery are older and honest. When they hear the gunshot outside, they want to squat down with their heads in their arms.

Bai Rongjiu ordered them to bring grain and stones, the grain was stored aside, and the stones were piled up to block the thick wooden door.

The gunshots came from far to near, and soon there were two explosions in the factory yard, followed by a huge roar. Looking through the narrow window on the gun tower, there were flames everywhere outside.

Xie Jing followed Bai Rongjiu, he habitually stood on the right side and back, listening to him.

It was only after Bai Rongjiu watched the situation outside for a while that he realized that there was someone behind him. He was always alert, but for some reason, he seemed to be extra tolerant towards this child who appeared halfway. He only glanced at him and didn't say anything.

The people around Bai Rongjiu found positions at the four corners of the gun tower, and had already started to fight back. The bandits relied on the large number of people, but their marksmanship was far inferior to those around Master Jiu, and their equipment was far worse.The gunfire rang out for a while, Bai Rongjiu's face remained normal, there was a sound of knocking on the wooden door downstairs, Xie Jing turned her head to look at the stairs in worry, and then at Master Jiu.

The guys downstairs were frightened, but they were obedient and didn't make too much noise.

Bai Rongjiu suddenly asked: "What's your name?"

"...Xie Jing." Xie Jing didn't want to lie to him, so he hesitated for a while and gave his real name.

Bai Rongjiu took out a pistol and handed it to Xie Jing: "Can you use a gun?"

"Yes." Xie Jing looked at him and stammered, "I saw the Second Young Master use it a few times before, so it should be possible."

Bai Rongjiu chuckled lightly, and said to him: "I think you are very courageous, come here, I will teach you."

When Xie Jing was held in front of him half-hugged, she couldn't help shaking a little, and heard a familiar tone in her ear: "Don't panic, you've seen it."

Xie Jing took a deep breath and stabilized her hand.

In the narrow hall downstairs, Fang Yurou sat there wrapped in a thick woolen cloak and supported by the girl beside her. The two of them clasped their hands tightly. Mrs. Fang's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The girl was talking to her, and originally wanted to get her something to eat, but before she got up, Fang Yurou held her arm firmly, the girl had sharp eyes, and she screamed in a low voice: "Ah, madam's water broke!"

Fang Yurou was panting in pain, her face was as pale as snow, her skirt was mixed with amniotic fluid and blood, the child in her belly was not yet a month old, this time she was frightened, and she was afraid she might be born prematurely.