The fire attracted a lot of spectators, but there were no firefighters, and of course no police. This place was not connected to other residences, it was just a few independent houses. No matter how big the fire was, it would have no impact on other people.
These people probably chose this place to stay away from the crowd. After all, the sound insulation of the house is not good, and a lot of noise will come out when working.
A group of people stood outside and pointed, but no one planned to put out the fire. The world was declining and people were not as old as they used to be. Xu Chuan looked with disdain at these people who had already planned to steal the car parked at the door and drive away.
"Hey, little brother, are you coming to travel?", a Chinese voice sounded from behind, Xu Chuan turned his head and a middle-aged man with clean clothes and a simple face looked at him with a smile on his face.
The corners of Xu Chuan's mouth raised, "Yes, uncle."
"Hey, I saw you from afar. This place is too messy and not a tourist place. Let's go quickly." Oh, Xu Chuan was surprised to meet enthusiastic people here.
"Really? I think it's fine." Xu Chuan replied nonchalantly.
"I am also Chinese, and I will definitely not lie to you. Come with me quickly and I will take you away." The uncle took Xu Chuan's arm and turned around and walked into the alley next to him. Of course, he followed him with a happy face.
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After turning two streets, the uncle let him go and said, "There is a bus station ahead. You can take a bus to the nearest city."
Xu Chuan looked at the bus station, which had few cars at all, and said regretfully, "It's too late, there are no cars left."
The uncle looked embarrassed, "It's indeed a bit late. Why don't you stay at my place for one night first? Don't worry, we are all Chinese and won't harm you."
Xu Chuan showed a grateful smile, there are still good people in this hellish world.
It wasn't until he got into the uncle's car that his companions planned to sneak attack him with an electric baton and asked, "Can the world get better?"
Xu Chuan thrust the electric baton into the mouth of the man who attacked him and pressed the switch until the smell of barbecue wafted into the car.
The Chinese uncle who took Xu Chuan into the car was sitting in the driver's seat and did not dare to get out of the car and run because the M1911 on Xu Chuan's left hand kept pointing at his head.
He didn't dare to bet on this young man's marksmanship at all. He kept scolding himself for being wrong. He had no idea that this seemingly harmless young man would be so ruthless.
The accomplice in the back seat was completely unresponsive. The electric baton was modified and they had tried to knock down a wild boar.
"Brother, it's all a misunderstanding. I don't know why he did this!" The cigarette in this fellow's mouth had fallen on his lap, burning a hole in his pants, but he didn't even move.
Dare to move.
Xu Chuan turned off the power switch and took out the electric baton from the man's mouth. He felt his pulse and found that it was gone. This thing could easily cause cardiac arrest and sudden death.
It doesn't matter, there is another one. He handed the gun to his right hand and climbed from the back seat to the front, "Uncle, you just think I'm a fool." Xu Chuan looked at him and smiled, without a trace of vindictiveness in his smile.
The fellow also gave him a smile that was uglier than crying, and then he was hit on the head by the pistol grip, "Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people, right? When you see me, I stabbed you in the back, right?"
Warm blood mixed with sweat flowed down from his forehead. The young man next to him was still cursing, "Your behavior has seriously hurt my feelings and made me full of disappointment in the world. Please compensate for my mental loss."
Can you afford it?"
This guy was almost crying, but he didn't dare to move with the gun pointed at his head, "Brother, I was wrong, okay?"
"Okay, where did you plan to take me just now? Let's drive there now." Xu Chuan took out a tissue and gently wiped the blood off his forehead.
As I said just now, it is already late now, and I have to find a place to stay. There should be no B&Bs in this place. "How many of you are there in total?" Xu Chuan looked at him with a smile, but in the eyes of the other party, it was simply
It's the devil's smile.
"Including me and the guy named Knapp who died behind, there are seven people in total." This fellow seems to be very honest now.
"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I will chop off one of your fingers if there is one more."
The car started, drove in one direction, and turned two turns. Damn, I thought it was easy. This grandson runs a B&B, but their method of soliciting customers is a bit abnormal.
"What a great industry, can't you guys work hard and get rich? Well, you are still quite hardworking, but you just don't use it in the right place." Xu Chuan pulled people out of the car and kept talking.
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It was quite lively inside. Two Chinese people and three locals were sitting in the hall drinking wine, surrounded by several scantily clad women.
Two people walked in, and the others turned around and looked, "Hey, Lao Wang, why did you come back? Is this the product this time? It looks pretty good."
Two locals with tattoos all over their bodies spoke the local language and walked towards Xuchuan with machetes in their hands. They had not yet seen a gun being pointed at the back of the old Wang's waist.
"Lao Wang, where is Knapp?" A man who was cooking hot pot looked at Lao Wang who was a little unusual.
"Is the hot pot delicious? Is there any sesame sauce?" Xu Chuan took out the pistol from behind Lao Wang and pointed it at the people in front of him.
Two locals rushed over with machetes. Xu Chuan raised his eyes and said, 'Oh, there are some people who are not afraid of death.'
However, he didn't fire. He took out the large wrench he had found in the tool box in the car from behind with his left hand, knocked away the machete that was coming at him, and stabbed the person in front of him in the throat with the pistol in his right hand.
With a click, the man's Adam's apple was directly smashed, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, he clutched his throat and fell down. Xu Chuan didn't look at him again, and swung the wrench in his left hand back and hit the other man on the head.
Seeing this, the others overturned the table. Some took out pistols from their waists, and some took out knives and axes. Xu Chuan turned sideways and threw the wrench in his hand, hitting the man holding the gun on the head.
Xu Chuan took a step back and hid behind Lao Wang, who looked collapsed but did not dare to move a step. He put the pistol back into his waist, picked up the machete that fell on the ground, and rushed into the crowd with excitement on his face.
After a moment, "TMD, which bastard flipped the table?" Xu Chuan inserted the bloody machete on the stool and looked at the hot pot on the ground with a depressed face.
Lao Wang stood among the scattered corpses, shaking all over but luckily he didn't urinate. He had brought the person back with the intention of letting these accomplices deal with the person, but this result was too ridiculous.
"The one who flipped the table has been hacked to death by you." Lao Wang pointed to a corpse lying on the ground with its neck almost cut in half and blood still spurting out.
Xu Chuan looked down and then stepped on the neck of a man who was pretending to be dead and crushed it twice. This man was the one who was shot in the head with a wrench when he took the gun. However, he seemed to have underestimated the hardness of the skull, and this man was not dead.
Just in case, he stabbed several corpses whose necks were not cut. He didn't want to shoot. He had killed more than a dozen people that day, but he didn't hear any gunshots here. Maybe these
What kind of agreement do people have?
What if he fired and attracted others, which he didn't want to see now.