Musheng looked at the unfamiliar streets around him, the dilapidated buildings.
The first thing that hits your nose is a disgusting smell, garbage can be seen everywhere, and there is even feces on the road.
"Uncle Yan, can you send me back? My mommy will give you a lot of money."
Boss Yan just glanced at him and said nothing.
"Boss Yan."
"Boss Yan, you are back." Everyone who walked by greeted him respectfully.
"Kid, come with me. For the sake of not causing trouble along the way, don't worry, I will find a good buyer for you. But before that, let's do one thing first. Have you seen that shabby house?
Hide in. Don’t come out.”
"Why?"
"I tell you to hide in there, and if anything happens to me, you just run away, you know? There is a tunnel under the broken house, just under the memorial tablet. Do you understand?"
"Uncle Yan, what are you going to do?" He was pretty good to himself along the way. He had food and drink, and he didn't tie himself up and whip himself like in the TV show.
In fact, what he didn't know was that the reason why Boss Yan didn't beat him was because he saw that he was well-behaved and aware of current affairs.
People like them are destined to have no wives and no children. Seeing that he was so well-behaved and a rare soft-hearted person, he hid him well and headed forward.
Musheng looked at his back and walked into a small shabby house towards the place he just mentioned.
As soon as I reached out my hand and pushed the door, it collapsed instantly with a bang, and the dust was raised all over the sky.
"Cough cough cough..." He stretched out his hand to drive away the dust in front of his eyes, and saw that there was not even a decent place to sit on the four walls of the house in front of him.
He could even clearly see the spider webs everywhere on the eaves, and the mice even considered this place their home.
There were countless ants crawling under my feet, and occasionally cockroaches walked by.
In his world, he had no idea that such a cockroach creature actually existed in the world. He looked at its ugly body in horror. "You...you don't...don't come here..."
Boss Yan came to a room. The room was shabby and shabby, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
But it was unusually clean. He looked at the man in front of him, and there were four or five people around him, all of whom were holding guns and looking at him warily.
He leisurely found a chair and sat down. "Brother Yi, is this how you treat guests?"
The man known as Brother Yi has an extremely vulgar appearance, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His face is horribly pale, and his dark circles and bags under his eyes are almost as big as his eyes. They are typically caused by years of not seeing light and inhaling drugs.
"Brother Yan, you are kidding." He winked at his men, who put the loot back into their pockets. "Brother Yan, where are your goods?"
"Of course we have the goods, but where's your money?"
"There will definitely be money. Brother Yan, please order some." After he said that, his men immediately put the money on the table.
At this time, other men quietly moved to the windows and doors to guard them.
Boss Yan looked at the money and really started counting it.
The man known as Brother Yi had murderous intent flashing in his eyes. His man took out a gun and wanted to take action, but he shook his head.
Boss Yan stood up, and everyone's eyes followed him. He slowly took the money and came to the door.
"Brother Yi, can you ask your men to make way for me so that I can escape? Don't you think so?"
"Haha, Brother Yan is joking. I did this just in case someone else breaks in and harms Brother Yan's safety, don't you think so?"
No one is a kind person, and of course no one is willing to give in.
Boss Yan pulled up a fake smile. "Brother Yi, you are really thoughtful."
"Brother Yan has received the award, and Brother Yan has accepted the money. What about the goods?"
As soon as the goods are received, he will kill them immediately. If he wants to get his own money, there is no way.
"Of course I have the goods..." He put his hand into his arms. Brother Yi smiled on the surface, but his eyes flashed with murderous intent. He also put his hands into his arms and took out a cigarette, ready to light it.
His men all looked at him warily and put their hands in their pockets.
Boss Yan smiled at everyone. "Don't be nervous. I just have no other intention of getting the goods. I see you are nervous."
"Haha, Brother Yan is funny, we have no other intentions. Please."
When he said this, his eyes narrowed slightly. The murderous intention that was concealed was clearly seen by Boss Yan.
"Brother Yi, your goods." He quickly took out a grenade from his arms and quickly shot the man leaning against the door to death.
Brother Yi directly pulled the man next to him, but he jumped over nimbly. But the man was blown to pieces. Brother Yi was furious when he saw such a scene.
"Kill him for me, go quickly."
"Yes, boss." He killed two of his brothers as soon as he made a move, and the money was gone and no one was seen. "Brother Ge, if you dare to fool me, I will make your death ugly."
After Mr. Yan got the goods, he ran forward as fast as he could. As long as he reached his house and went down the tunnel, he would be safe.
But the sound of gunshots from behind was endless. Although there were only three people left behind, each of them was a skillful shooter who was desperate for their lives. Only one man was seen nimbly dodging his bullets.
He rushed toward him desperately. He had to dodge the guns of the two people behind him. He also had to face his attacks, which gradually became difficult.
Seeing that he was about to rush towards him, he saw the opportunity and shot him in the chest. The man fell to the ground, but because he exposed his target, a bullet was shot directly into his leg.
Dragging his lame leg, he staggered forward step by step and hid along the remaining wall.
There was no way to go on like this. He hid there and covered his bleeding leg. The two people opposite him made no sound.
Enduring the pain in his leg, he picked up a stone from the side.
While throwing them out, they heard a gunshot. It seemed that they were waiting for them to go out and die at any time.
If we just go to the house like this, the kid will definitely die. How should we find a way to get rid of or kill those two people?
Mu Sheng heard the strange gunshots and walked out in confusion, and saw the injured Boss Yan at first sight.
There was also a man lying on the side, who looked obviously dead. There was panic and fear in his eyes. If Uncle Yan died, he would never be able to find his way home again.
If Uncle Yan dies, will they kill him? If he dies, mommy will be very sad and she will never see her sisters again.
Thinking of this, he concealed his fear. He must save Uncle Yan.
He walked out with messy steps and bounds. His appearance made Mr. Yan nervous, and he motioned for him to leave with his eyes.
But Musheng just blinked at him and jumped to the side of the dead man.
His innocent expression made the two men unable to bear to take action.
The two looked at each other, neither of them made a move, but the flash of pity in their eyes was clearly visible to each other.
"Hey, what is this?" Musheng pretended to be curious and picked up the gun on the ground.
His actions made everyone's hearts tighten, and then they thought about how such a young child can't shoot.
Mu Sheng's hand deliberately touched around, and a crisp click sounded. His eyes noticed the man hiding behind,
Then he walked back boredly with the gun, and when he almost reached Boss Yan.
A man stuck his head out, and Musheng took the opportunity to quickly shoot in the back.
"Bang." No one would have thought that such a young child could shoot a gun and be so accurate.
The man looked at him in shock and touched his head with his hand. He didn't know how he died until he died.
When the other man remembered to shoot, Musheng had already quickly ducked under the remains of Boss Yan.
"Uncle Yan, are you okay? You can't die."
Boss Yan didn't expect that he was not only a smart child, but also a bold and careful child.
"Kid, who taught you how to shoot?"
"An uncle taught me this. I once had a toy gun."
A child of just a few years old actually started to teach him how to use a gun, and he also had a real gun. What kind of family should a child grow up in?
"Then what else do you want?"
"I can also do Taekwondo."
"It was that uncle who taught you." In fact, he just asked casually, and he really didn't plan for such a young child to know anything else.
Others at his age are still playing in the mud and playing house.
"Yeah." I remembered that although Uncle Carl was mute or blind, he was very serious in teaching them.
"Well, you run forward as hard as you can from here and don't look back, you know?"
He was thinking of an escape plan in his mind. He ran first to take the back seat so that he would not be in danger.
Although Musheng didn't know why he did this, he could only believe him now.
The little man nodded seriously to him, then turned around and ran away resolutely without looking back.
When the man saw him running away, he quietly stuck his head out and pointed his gun directly at him.
Before Boss Yan could shoot him, he was already ready to shoot him. The man barely dodged the bullet, and Boss Yan seized the opportunity and ran towards the room desperately.
At this time, I couldn't care less about the pain in my legs, my nickname was more important.
There were bullets all the way, but he dodged the bullets with his agility.
The two of them ran all the way to the room. The gunshots from behind were getting closer and closer. The dilapidated door had collapsed to the side. Now they basically had their entire backs free for others to attack.
"Child, move the tablet quickly."
"Okay." Musheng quickly came to the memorial tablet, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the hole Uncle Yan mentioned.
"Come on, what are you writing on?" He leaned against the dilapidated door, holding a gun in his hand, and looked outside with vigilant eyes.
Looking back, I found that he hadn't finished it yet. "Quick, touch those words."
As soon as Mu Sheng heard this, he quickly touched the words, and the sound of a heavy stone door opening was heard underneath. "Uncle Yan, there really is a cave in the ground."
"Quick, get in there and I'll be behind you." The kid saved himself just now. No matter how bad he is, he can't be allowed to die.
Musheng heard the gunfire in his ears and felt the danger. "Uncle Yan, what about you?"
"Leave me alone, you go down quickly. I'll go down in a minute, hurry up." His tone was a little anxious, and there was no guarantee that there would be no backup if he was dragged down.