Zhou Wen identified the bandit leader at a glance. He was a short, stocky man in his thirties with short hair. Because he was the only one holding a shell gun.
Sure enough, the short and stocky man's voice confirmed Zhou Wen's judgment. "You're all so damn smart. They all came out after having breakfast. How many businessmen can outrun us?"
Zhou Wen placed the gun on the bag of dirt and steadily put the short and stocky man's head into the crosshairs. The distance was close to fifty meters, and I felt that I lacked confidence in this old rifle. I aimed the muzzle lower again, pointed it at his left chest, and gently pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" With a sound, the bullet flew out, and Zhou Wen could clearly see that a big hole exploded in the middle of the short and stocky man's chest. Surprisingly, he was not killed on the spot. The bandit leader covered his chest and fell to the ground, then howled miserably.
How should this gun be broken? It was only fifty meters away, and the bullets were more than one centimeter to the left. Moreover, after the bullet flew a short distance, it changed the straight flight attitude of the bullet and actually penetrated the body sideways, directly tearing a big hole at the point of impact.
But unexpectedly, the big bloody hole and the painful screams added to the terrifying atmosphere of the scene.
"Sharpshooter?" All the bandits were frightened. The bandits in front were frightened and fell to the ground, while those behind them turned and fled into the woods.
For these bandits, being able to hit a moving target with one shot from a distance of fifty meters is already considered a sharpshooter in their minds.
After a while, "bang-bang" gunfire came from the woods, and no one knew where it went.
Zhou Wen knew that these bandits had not discovered his location yet, so he continued to observe without moving.
The bandits lying in the ravine in front watched as the ones behind them ran away, while the leader by the forest was still wailing on the ground. The voice became lower and weaker. They were all so frightened that they buried their heads on the ground and shivered, not daring to move.
After about ten minutes, the bandit leader had disappeared. There are no more shootings in the woods across the way.
Several bandits in the ravine couldn't stand still, and began to beg for mercy with tears in their eyes: "Good man, these young men were blind and bumped into you. Please be merciful and let us go!"
"Yes, yes, please, sir, just treat it as a fart and let the little ones go!"
Zhou Wen almost laughed out loud after hearing this, and continued to listen to the pleadings of these scum without saying a word. Until the pleading voices of several bandits began to become hoarse, and some began to howl. Then he said in a rough voice: "Put down the gun and get out!"
Several bandits hurriedly said words of gratitude and slowly crawled towards the woods empty-handed.
Zhou Wen looked at the two guns abandoned in the ravine and did not dare to go down to get them. Just kidding, I don’t know how many guns are pointed at this way in the forest. But I felt more at ease. These bandits were scared out of their wits, and no one would dare to chase them again.
Zhou Wen waited for a while and heard the sound of bandits arguing in the forest opposite. After a while, I heard chaotic footsteps gradually walking back.
Zhou Wen gently stepped back from the earth bag, using the earth bag to block the view from the other side, and slowly retreated behind the tree.
Then, turn around and run wildly.
Relying on the experience of his previous life, he followed the traces of Xiong San and his companions' escape. After walking for about half an hour, I heard a noise coming from the front, so I ran after him with a gun in both hands.
As I got closer, I heard something strange. It seemed like someone was struggling and struggling, and there was a low "ooh" sound. My heart tightened, I pointed the gun forward and touched it.
Taking advantage of the cover of the woods, Zhou Wen walked closer and took a look, feeling furious in his heart.
I saw Xiong San and the two men driving the car who later ran for their lives and caught up. They pinned Xu Dacheng to the ground and blocked his mouth.
Zhou Wen quickly stepped forward, pointed his gun at Xiong Sanda, and shouted: "Don't move, I'll kill you all if you move again. Let him go."
Xiong San and the driver were both stunned. They raised their hands in the air and explained: "We didn't do anything to him, but he wanted to make a fuss and yell when he went back. We were afraid of attracting bandits, so we had to... ."
It turned out that Xu Dacheng was dragged away by Xiong San for a while, and then he gradually woke up. At the beginning, I was still full of fear. After all, I was a young master who had nothing to do. I didn't know what to do, so I just followed Xiong San to escape.
But when gunfire rang out again later, I felt uneasy. He began to blame himself for not caring about his good brother's safety and only running away for his own life.
In the end, brotherhood finally prevailed, and he thought: "Awen suffered this disaster because of his involvement. Now this good brother drags his injured body away to lure the bandits away to protect himself. If there is an accident, I have no reason to live anymore.”
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and broke free from Xiong San's hand, turned around and ran towards the way he came.
Xiong San was anxious. He didn't want to protect Xu Dacheng out of friendship. But as long as he recalled Zhou Wen's way of easily grabbing his dagger, and recalled Zhou Wen's heart-wrenching look when he said goodbye, he would not dare to care about Xu Dacheng's life or death.
Xiong San shouted softly: "Come back, silly boy, you are going to die!" After saying that, he chased after Xu Dacheng and grabbed him.
Xu Dacheng cried out in tears: "Let me go, I'm going to find Awen, and even if we die, we will die together." The two began to struggle.
At this time, the big man driving the car also caught up. When he saw this scene, he came up to help Xiong San.
The three of them were wrestling on the ground. Listening to Xu Dacheng yelling, Xiong San became anxious. They pulled off the turban of the big driver and stuffed it into Xu Dacheng's mouth. The two of them worked together to press him to the ground.
After Zhou Wen figured it out, he put down the gun. At this time, Xu Dacheng had already pulled off the dirty scarf that was blocking his mouth and threw it to the ground. He ran over and hugged Zhou Wen. He couldn't say anything, he just cried loudly.
Zhou Wen was also moved in his heart. Dacheng was an upright young man from a wealthy family. He actually had the courage and determination to die generously in times of trouble. He was worthy of being his good brother.
Zhou Wen comforted Xu Dacheng and said: "Okay, Dacheng, am I okay? Stop crying, let's hurry up and get on our way."
Xu Dacheng suddenly came to his senses, grabbed Zhou Wen and looked him up and down, and asked with concern: "Awen, are you really okay? Let me see the injury on your head."
After saying that, he started to pick at Zhou Wen's head with his hands and feet. Zhou Wen blocked his hand in a dumbfounded way and said, "Okay, okay, just say it's okay. If you don't clean your mouth quickly, I can smell the stink."
Only then did Xu Dacheng think of the kerchief that had blocked his mouth just now. It was so dirty that it had changed color and had an indescribable sour smell. Suddenly he squatted on the ground and vomited.
The big man who drove the car politely handed the water bag he was carrying to Xu Dacheng. Xu Dacheng glared at him fiercely, snatched it away, and gargled his mouth.
"No, save some money, we only have this little water left." The big man driving the truck said hurriedly.
Xiong San looked at Zhou Wen apologetically, smiled, and said hesitantly: "***, let's..."
"Keep on going. It's impossible to go back now. We brothers will follow you first and we'll talk about it when we get to the end of the field." Zhou Wen's words made his heart fall back into his stomach.
