Tou's guess was correct. On the night after Jiu Qingshui finished speaking, something happened...
The shouts, screams, and curses could not be heard, and many people were tricked by their companions while they were sleeping.
The fire was kicked over, and people were everywhere running out with flashlights. The tattooed man next to Zhu Baokou kicked one person away, and then waved to his subordinates with a cold face. I saw that his clothes were neat, like
Already prepared.
A man fell into the fire and his lower body was on fire. He ran around screaming and running around.
"Walk!"
Brother Yu pushed me and he got out directly.
Handing the knife to Xiaomi for self-defense, Brother Yu went out with his bare hands and attacked anyone he saw! He hit people very hard! Every punch and kick was aimed at the vitals!
I have a vague impression of a man who wanted to sneak attack us, but Xiaoxuan stabbed him in a panic. The knife was stuck between his legs. His pants were covered with blood, and he was lying on the ground rolling in pain.
"boom!"
"Bang! Bang!" There were several sounds in a row, and someone fired from somewhere.
I carried my bag and ran while searching for the figure of the leader in the chaos.
"stop."
Suddenly, a black gun was pointed at Brother Yu, and the person holding the gun had a cold look on his face. He was the braided man next to Jiu Qingshui.
Brother Yu put down his hand and stopped.
"boom!"
The braided man suddenly shot Uncle Liao in the leg! Uncle Liao couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground, covering his calf with a look of pain on his face.
When Xiaomi saw this, he rushed over like crazy, but I held him tightly.
There were dozens of people in the camp, and Jiu Qingshui was the most popular, and she was the one who made the first move that night. No one expected that this woman had brought several real guns!
A master like Brother Yu can't do anything with a gun. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, he will be knocked down with one shot.
It was originally a fierce fight, but under the absolute suppression of Jiu Qingshui's sudden attack, in less than half an hour, Jiu Qingshui took control of the situation.
Many people were killed and injured. Zhu Baokou strangled two people to death with iron chains. In the end, people from Jiuqingshui pointed guns at their heads and did not dare to move.
The boss was actually with the old scholar and Xiao Kai. The three of them never left the tent. I didn't see the red eyes or Luo Kaishan. After the meeting, this woman seemed to suddenly disappear out of thin air. The tent | tent
There was no one inside either.
.......
The chaos lasted for half an hour, and Jiu Qingshui finally showed up. Everyone else was forced to the open space outside the camp.
Zhu Baokou had a few drops of blood on his face.
He scolded Jiu Qingshui when he opened his mouth, scolding him for not following the moral rules.
Jiu Qingshui glanced at Zhu Baokou, then looked at everyone and said, "Everything belongs to me, why do you want to fight with me and risk your life?"
"Pooh!"
Zhu Baokou said without fear: "You dare to kill us? Kill them all. Let's see how you stand on the road from now on!"
I lowered my head and glanced at Baotou not far away. He looked calm and didn't speak.
The old scholar huddled up in his wheelchair without moving, and Xiao Kai helped him cover his legs with a blanket.
At this time, Jiu Qingshui was protected by someone and nodded and said: "Yes, I really don't want to kill you. If you all die, then I will be stigmatized on the road, but..."
Jiu Qingshui's voice changed, "Just because I don't want to kill doesn't mean I don't dare to kill."
The words just fell.
"boom!"
The braided man shot Zhu Baokou in the stomach.
Zhu Baokou groaned, holding his stomach and gasping for air, blood flowing down the seams between his fingers.
After doing all this, the braided man moved the muzzle of his gun horizontally and pointed it at the old scholar sitting in the wheelchair.
"Don't."
The old scholar looked like he had just woken up. He sat in the wheelchair and raised his hands and said: "As you know, I haven't found anyone, and I have never thought about fighting for things. I am an old man and I don't want more money."
It can’t be spent.”
"Oh, by the way, don't worry," the old scholar said and added: "I won't know anything after I go back. Think about it carefully. You have already got the things. Killing me will not do you any good."
Looking at the dying old scholar in the wheelchair, Jiu Qingshui frowned and thought for a moment, but finally did not choose to take action.
As for the inconspicuous Touhou and our group, Jiu Qingshui just glanced at it. Perhaps in his mind, our group was the least threatening to him.
At dawn, the people from Jiuqingshui left. They took away the Tearing Buddha, burned all the tents left behind, and had their dead bodies buried on the sandy slope.
In the middle of the night, in just a few hours, the situation changed drastically. Jiu Qingshui, who had always talked about benevolence and righteousness, suddenly took the cruelest action.
