A rush of footsteps rattled the stairs of the bar.
"Old Karl, Valev has been detained!"
"What are you talking about? Those Chinese people dare to do this. Gather my troops immediately!"
Old Karski slapped his hand on the table and roared.
Soon, more than a dozen hunters with live ammunition gathered in the bar. Under the leadership of Old Carl, they quickly surrounded the hotel courtyard.
Old Karl looked at the four men in hunting attire with bruises and swollen faces at the door and gritted his teeth.
"what happened?"
One of the men in hunting attire said vaguely.
"Walev himself went in and was captured, but we didn't know it. After a while, a beautiful woman came out and said she was bringing us wine, but she didn't see the wine, so she subdued us with two guns, and their people were also captured. Save him, Warev never appears again!"
Old Carl spat hard, "Idiots, trash, five or six grown men can't deal with three women, why don't you die!"
"Walev is also a fool, a guy with sperm in his brain, he might as well die!"
"Old Carl, stop scolding, it's important for us to save people. There are at least eight of them and more than ten guns among them. Why is it so troublesome to attack by force!"
Karski sneered, "Go shout and tell them that if they don't let you go in five minutes, I will set fire to this broken yard!"
In the hotel at this moment, the five drivers were hiding at commanding heights with guns. As long as someone attacked, they would be discovered.
Pu Zhenhuai and three others found a lot of furniture and piled it in the corridor on the second floor of the small building. They hid behind it, waiting for the opponent to attack.
Suddenly a big man appeared outside and shouted at the top of his voice.
"If you don't surrender within three minutes, we will immediately set fire to this poor yard!"
As he spoke, countless torches lit up all around, instantly lighting up the night like day.
In a place like this, there isn't even a law enforcement agency. Even if a few people are burned to death, no one will care about it at all. That's why they are so bold.
Xiaoyao turned pale with fright, "Why are they setting fire to it!"
Pu Zhenhuai was speechless in thought.
Jiang Xinxin kept fiddling with the pistol and said angrily, "What's the big deal? Isn't it just one death? Kill one to make up for the loss, kill two to earn one!"
She had seen through life and death, and a desperate desire arose spontaneously.
Xiaoyao said with a trembling voice, "I'm not afraid of death, but I feel so miserable when I think of dying without even having a child!"
Pu Zhenhuai finally said, "Our only way is to delay until we force them to come back!"
Jiang Xinxin curled her lips and said, "No matter how long you delay, they only gave you three minutes. I think it's better to open fire. At least your death will not be in vain!"
Pu Zhenhuai suddenly stood up and said, "I will go out to negotiate with them. I will delay as long as I can. Jiaqiang and the others should be back soon!"
Jiang Xinxin grabbed her and said, "Even if they agree to negotiate, it will only delay for a few minutes at most. I think it is better to run away from behind!"
Xiaoyao's eyes lit up and he said, "Maybe I have a way to escape. Let's first..."
Time passed quickly, and old Karl outside kicked a man next to him.
"Go tell them that the time is up and they will set fire to it soon!"
The guy walked to the gate tremblingly and yelled into the courtyard.
"Surrender immediately, or set fire to it immediately!"
He was answered with a loud gunshot, and the guy fell down with a red dot as thick as a finger on his forehead, and the back of his head flew off.
Old Carl yelled - Set fire!
As soon as he finished speaking, countless torches rose into the sky outside the courtyard, like a flock of tired birds returning to their nests, and they landed all over the courtyard.
In an instant, thick smoke rose from the wooden gate, the courtyard wall, the piled firewood, and the small building.
Almost in the blink of an eye, thick black smoke covered the entire courtyard, making it look like a demon was causing trouble from a distance.
Large plumes of black smoke rose into the sky and spread wildly around, even covering the flames. The surrounding area of the small courtyard was plunged into darkness, and Old Carl and others outside were choked and coughed repeatedly.
"Holy crap, how could it all burn up so quickly?"
"Why is there only smoke but no fire!"
"Nonsense, the firewood must be too wet. This is better. They will choke and faint in a moment. Let's just go in and collect the bodies. Poor Warev, I will find him the best cemetery!" Old Karl curled his lips and said.
Although it was not hot outside the fire scene, it was too choking. These guys couldn't stay any longer, so they retreated to a distance and watched the fire, preparing to go in and clean up the mess after it was extinguished.
Some people were still on alert to prevent the fire from spreading to the entire town. After all, the town was mostly made of wood.
As if in an instant, the black smoke disappeared and was replaced by fire shooting into the sky.
The entire small yard turned into a mountain of flames, and the fire almost illuminated the entire town.
People around him went out to watch, and neighbors who lived nearby had prepared various measures to isolate the source of the fire to prevent it from burning into their own homes.
In short, everything was done, but no one took the initiative to put out the fire.
No matter how strong the fire is, it will eventually extinguish. Gradually the flames dimmed and the thick smoke raged again. Not long after, even the smoke disappeared, leaving only a few strands of green smoke floating in the sky.
The entire yard has disappeared, and in its original place, there are only piles of ashes with sparks and smoke.
From a distance, it looked like a scene from hell, which was mind-numbing.
The surrounding onlookers also lost interest and dispersed one after another.
Waves of north wind blew in, and the ashes were blown everywhere, which was even more choking than the thick smoke just now.
Someone really couldn't bear it and said.
"Old Carl, it's so hot, we can't go in. I think even the body will be burned to ashes in this situation!"
Old Karl glared and said, "If you want to see people dead or corpses, you surround the fire place, wait until it cools down completely, then dig up the ashes and take a look. It's best to find some of Warev's bones so that you can explain it later!"
The hunters all stuck out their tongues, but had no choice but to endure the choking wind and wait at the edge of the fire, waiting for the ashes to cool down completely.
But Old Karl returned to his bar with a few confidants.
He walked up to the deserted second floor alone, took out a bottle of vodka that he had treasured for a long time from the wine cabinet, poured a small glass, and tasted it carefully.
"Walev, this idiot, is finally dead. Something may have happened to his brother, so the responsibility of finding the treasure will fall on my shoulders in the future, hahaha!"
Just as he laughed, he heard a young man's voice coming from nearby.
"Old guy, you're too happy too early!"
The voice was so close and so familiar that Old Carl's scalp was frightened and he turned his head to look hurriedly.
Just when he saw Warev, who was supposed to be reduced to ashes, standing behind him, there were several other people holding guns facing him!
