Ye Qinglong grabbed Su Xiaomeng's hand, took out the cigarette from his mouth, and looked at Li Xiucheng with his mouth crooked.
Li Xiucheng turned around and looked at Ye Qinglong, who was holding Su Xiaomeng, with a scary expression.
"open!"
Li Xiucheng's voice rose eight degrees, frightening everyone around him.
"If you don't come, let my sister-in-law come. Aren't you always eating soft food anyway?"
Li Xiucheng stepped forward and kicked Ye Qinglong.
"Fuck you!"
Ye Qinglong staggered and took two steps back.
The brothers around him protected Ye Qinglong and rushed forward, trying to beat Li Xiucheng.
"stop"
Ye Qinglong stood up and stood in front of the team.
"Li Xiucheng, you choose for yourself, you or she will do it!"
"Ye Qinglong, if you fucking dare to touch Xiaomeng, I will kill you."
Li Xiucheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his killing aura was no less than that of Ye Qinglong.
"Oh, you decide the time and place!"
Ye Qinglong sneered and said.
Li Xiucheng took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision at this moment: "At 12 o'clock in the evening on the 12th, the North Gate Old Bridge Bridge Tunnel, until death!"
"Okay! Brothers, let's go!"
Ye Qinglong was satisfied, waved his hand, and left with the Qinglong Gang.
Su Xiaomeng tugged at the corner of Li Xiucheng's clothes.
"Xiucheng, do you really want to go?"
"Su Xiaomeng, don't worry, nothing will happen."
Li Xiucheng comforted Su Xiaomeng and took Su Xiaomeng back home.
The matter between Li Xiucheng and Ye Qinglong began to spread in Xingrong City.
"What's going on? Isn't Li Xiucheng a coward? How dare he get involved with a desperado like Ye Qinglong?"
"Yes, Ye Qinglong is a cruel person."
"You don't know. I heard that Ye Qinglong led a group of people to block Li Xiucheng and Su Xiaomeng that afternoon. They looked so vicious that Li Xiucheng didn't give up at all."
"Yes, yes, I even kicked Ye Qinglong!"
"Hiss...this matter is getting big!"
"..."
Xingrong City is as big as a palm.
Ye Qinglong is the local bully of the Beimen River Beach, and no one has really tried to fight him for so many years.
Li Xiucheng is the first.
No one understands what confidence he has.
In the early morning of July 12, 1987, the second Monday of the month after the Beijing Jianpai Cup Billiards Competition ended, continuous heavy rain caused the collapse of the old bridge on the river bank at the north gate of Xingrong City.
This is Li Xiucheng’s confidence!
The bridge is an old bridge in Xingrong City. It was built before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was temporarily built to transport supplies during the Anti-Japanese War. It has been more than 40 years ago.
Due to several days of continuous heavy rain, the bridge foundation was damaged, the bridge piers collapsed, and the bridge deck cracked, causing public safety accidents.
In the previous life, newspapers reported on it for three consecutive days, and those who had experienced it were particularly clear about what happened back then.
Li Xiucheng naturally remembered this matter.
So, let Ye Qinglong die on this day!
On July 12, Li Xiucheng lit up his motorcycle and prepared to set off.
In the rainy night, a figure ran towards Li Xiucheng.
"Xiucheng! Xiucheng!"
Li Xiucheng turned around and saw Lu Pingnan wearing a raincoat.
"Lao Lu, what are you doing here?"
"Xiucheng, you really have to go!"
"Yeah, what are you doing here?"
"Let me take a look. If you want to go, I'll go with you."
Li Xiucheng was a little moved. Although he knew the outcome of tonight, in the eyes of others, he was going to die tonight.
Lu Pingnan actually came in the rain to accompany him.
Li Xiucheng smiled slightly, patted Lu Pingnan on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Lao Lu, what are you afraid of? Aren't you a veteran? We are one against ten!"
"Brother, haven't you heard that two fists can't beat four hands? Why don't we call the police?"
Li Xiucheng didn't say anything, got on the motorcycle, threw a helmet to Lu Pingnan, and motioned for him to get on.
Lu Pingnan saw Li Xiucheng's relaxed face, not looking like he was going to fight to the death, and he admired Li Xiucheng's extraordinary courage even more.
Then he jumped in the car and followed Li Xiucheng to the Beimen River Beach in the heavy rain.
Li Xiucheng turned around and turned to the embankment beside the Beimen River Beach and stopped.
"Why did you stop? Why don't we go down?"
Lu Pingnan took off his helmet and got out of the car, a little puzzled by Li Xiucheng's behavior.
Li Xiucheng turned off his motorcycle, parked it on the side of the road, and walked to the edge of the river embankment.
The rain seems to be heavier than during the day.
Looking at the old bridge standing upright in the heavy rain, the lights on the bridge turned on and off, and the dim light shone on the bridge deck full of water, revealing a strange feeling.
The river water under the bridge rolled up and hit the bridge piers hard, stirring up white waves. Before they could disperse in the water, another wave hit hard.
This 40-year-old bridge is crumbling in the wind and rain.
"Lao Lu, look, is the bridge going to collapse?"
Lu Pingnan followed the direction of Li Xiucheng's finger and looked over. For a blink of an eye, it seemed that the bridge was really shaking.
Li Xiucheng touched the pager from his pocket and glanced at the time on it. It was already past 12 o'clock.
Li Xiucheng stuck his head out and looked at the river beach at Beimen. In the heavy rain, he could vaguely see the shadows of people shaking under the old bridge tunnel. They were so dark that they looked like quite a few.
Lu Pingnan seemed to understand something. Looking at Li Xiucheng with an unpredictable expression, his glasses widened.
In the blink of an eye, there was a loud "boom" and the old bridge collapsed.
This old bridge, which had stood for more than 40 years in the wind and rain, collapsed like a giant.
Huge rocks fell down and hit the river, causing water splashes several meters high.
The bridge over the river beach was completely knocked down, forming a natural grave. Even the people standing on the edge could not escape and were buried underneath.
Lu Pingnan was so frightened by the scene before him that he screamed out.
"Lao Lu, now we can call the police."
Li Xiucheng was very calm, as if he had expected this.
Li Xiucheng took Lu Pingnan to the Beimen Police Station, reported the situation just now, made a brief note, and was released home.
Li Xiucheng went home, took a shower, and lay comfortably next to his wife and children to sleep.
Lu Pingnan's mood was hard to calm down for a long time.
Everything tonight is like a dream.
The heavy rain was like splashing water, the collapsed bridge, and Li Xiucheng's mysterious smile.
It reappeared over and over again in Lu Pingnan's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt in his heart.
The next morning Lu Pingnan was still groggy.
Li Xiucheng knocked on Lu Pingnan's door and said that he had to go to the police station.
The two men came to the Beimen Police Station again.
The police officers took Li Xiucheng and Lu Pingnan to the morgue.
A whole row passed by, with more than twenty corpses covered with white cloths. The scene was so spectacular.
The police officer lifted up a piece of white cloth, revealing a face that was white from soaking. It was the little brother who always followed Ye Qinglong.
When he opened another piece of white cloth, his head had been smashed, and only the lower half of his face was left. If it weren't for the green dragon tattoo that extended from his chest to his neck, he probably wouldn't have been able to recognize Ye Qinglong.
Even though Li Xiucheng knew what happened back then, it had nothing to do with him at the time and he had never witnessed these tragic scenes with his own eyes.
