Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 142: Good wet blanket, no neglect
Standing by the window on the third floor of the monastery, Vernon breathed in the humid morning air of the monastery and looked out at the fields below the hillside.

Decades of life as a factory owner have made him develop the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. At this time, if he is at home in New Newrent, the servants have already prepared breakfast. After breakfast, he will go to his factory and watch those lazy workers go to work. If he catches someone late, even for just one minute, it would be nice to fine him a few days' wages.

But just as he was looking into the distance, a speeding black carriage broke through the morning mist and came into his sight, apparently heading towards the monastery.

He didn't recognize the black carriage, but at this time, the chef in the monastery who was responsible for buying food should not have left the house yet.

Who could it be? Could it be that kid named Ricky?

Thinking of this, his remaining sleepiness disappeared and a cruel smile appeared on his lips. Vernon thought of old Crowber and the three restless dogs. The people in the carriage came at the wrong time and did not know the rules of the monastery.

There's something good to watch now.

……

In the carriage, Lin Brown saw the monastery from afar. They stopped and started along the way. When Liu Yonglu woke up, he called him to take over the shift and let him take a nap in the carriage. Although he and Milly Tang could not drive, they were good at keeping watch.

However, Lin Brown couldn't sleep well. His previous state was just to make do with his life. He could endure going without sleep for whole nights when he was on missions outside. But he couldn't stand the child in the carriage. Xiaohu didn't sleep or blink, just stared at him blankly.

Lin Brown usually came out in half an hour, begging the other two to go in quickly and let him drive.

When they arrived at the gate of the monastery, Lin Brown came down and asked someone to open the door, but when he put his hand on the iron door, he found that the door was not locked at all. He pushed the door open with a little force.

This matter seemed suspicious, so Lin Brown became more careful when he got on the carriage.

There was a 100-meter-long gravel road from the iron gate to the monastery gate, surrounded by low, dense trees, winding and twisting like a maze. Lin Brown faintly heard movement in the trees, as if some creature was hiding behind the trees and spying on him with ill intentions.

He pulled the reins with one hand and reached into his pocket with the other to put on his brass knuckles.

All his weapons were in the car, but it didn't matter. Lin Brown had nothing else on him, but he had enough weapons. Not only were there brass knuckles in his pocket, but there were also two daggers hidden in his boots and a pistol hanging under his armpit.

Passing through the damp morning mist, the carriage stopped in front of the monastery. Lin Brown jumped out of the carriage and was about to wake up the two people in the carriage.

But at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from behind!

The footsteps did not sound like those of humans, but more like the galloping of a four-legged beast chasing its prey.

A few seconds later, three black shadows emerged from the mist. The huge black vicious dog saw the stranger and started barking and biting.

The first vicious dog was the biggest and the loudest. It jumped up to a meter high and rushed straight towards Lin Brown's chest. Lin Brown did not dodge and took two steps forward. He raised his left hand to protect his chest and let the hound bite his forearm. An expression of enjoyment appeared on his face.

At this moment, Vernon was drinking milk and eating breakfast by the window of the living room on the first floor. The show began. His fat jaw chewed faster and his saliva was secreted crazily.

But the next second, Vernon's mouth stopped, and the expected familiar scene of the vicious dog tearing a person into pieces did not appear.

Lin Brown in front of the carriage seemed to have no sense of pain and let the hound tear his arms. Not only did he not shake it off, he also raised his arms to bring the hound closer to him.

Then he aimed his other hand at the hound's skull, and with a straight punch, "Bang!" the copper knuckles punched the black dog's crown directly into a dent.

The ridiculous vicious dog opened its mouth without even a bark, and the dog's corpse fell limply on the ground. The bronze brass knuckles had smashed the dog's head to pieces, and dark red dog blood flowed out of the dog's mouth.

Seeing their companion's tragic death, the other two hounds also became frightened and took two steps back as if they wanted to run away, but they heard the footsteps of their master behind them.

The remaining fearful memories from past training once again awakened their bloodthirsty nature. Two black shadows pounced on them from the left and right again, and this time they bit Lin Brown's legs.

Lin Brown gave up his left leg and let a dog gnaw on it, and concentrated on dealing with the dog on the right. He first scratched the dog's body with a punch, then bent down, pulled out a dagger from his boot, and cut the dog's throat with one knife before the dog could get up.

As the dagger flew up, the dog's blood splattered. The black dog whose throat was cut whimpered twice and then gradually became silent. Lin Brown casually wiped the dagger twice on the dog's corpse and turned to look at the other black dog. The dog was still hanging on Lin Brown's leg, but after seeing Lin Brown's eyes, the black dog was so scared that it immediately opened its mouth and ignored its owner's orders. It rushed into the bushes without looking back and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Brown killed Er Gou with his own hands, making quite a noise and waking up the two people in the car. Liu Yonglu looked outside through the window.

Wow! Lin Blanket was still as bad-tempered as ever, getting up early in the morning and making himself look like a blood gourd. At this time, Lin Brown was seen standing in the mist, with blood gushing out of his left arm and left leg. However, he didn't care at all and walked straight forward, because he felt that the owner of the vicious dog was waiting for him in the mist.

"What are you doing? Who are you with? Who are you with!?"

Liu Yonglu stuck his head out of the window and tried to persuade him.

No one paid any attention to him. A man slowly walked out of the mist. He was short and fat, with a bald head and tattered clothes. He held a double-barreled shotgun in his hand and was aiming at Lin Brown.

Old Clauber came. Although he didn't say anything, the blue veins on his forehead proved that he was extremely angry at this moment. He was just waiting to shoot the blind intruder, but what he faced was Lin Brown's scarred face and the cold eyes on that face without a trace of emotion.

Without saying a word, Lin Brown walked straight towards Crober's gun with his bare hands.

He took each step very slowly, giving Cropper enough time to shoot. Now he was only two or three steps away, and the double-barreled shotgun could hit him even without aiming.

Come on, shoot me, coward! See if you can kill me with one shot! Lin Brown roared in his heart, but his face was expressionless. He had to say that he was a little disappointed with the fat man in front of him. He was a strong guy with a weak heart. Even if you can't kill me, at least try.

When he came in front of old Clauber, he grasped the gun and put it against his head.

However, Crober's hands were shaking as he held the shotgun. He didn't know what possessed him today. Facing the strange man in front of him, he didn't dare to shoot. He had a strange premonition that if he pulled the trigger, his fate might be even more miserable than those two dead dogs.

"Old BK, I'll count to three, just three!"

These words were not said by Lin Bulang, but by Liu Yonglu who was behind him. When he saw Lin Bei was so majestic, he followed suit and jumped off the carriage to help.

Klauber looked at Lindblanc in horror, who was so close to him. He looked at himself calmly, stroking the barrel of the shotgun as if he was playing with a children's toy.

It's not that Clauber had never shot and killed people, but those victims were all shot in the back. The vicious dogs barked at them and chased them arrogantly. Those poor servants who made mistakes could only run away, and he would shoot them in the back at this time.

The powerful impact of the shotgun often blasts the bodies of these people away.

"one!"

The pair of eyes in front of him were full of calmness and sarcasm, mocking both the opponent's cowardice and his own powerlessness in the face of fate.

"two!"

Crober could no longer hold the gun steadily. The hunting rifle that he maintained every day felt like it weighed a thousand pounds in his hand.

"three!"

Liu Yonglu's countdown ended, but old Klauber still didn't muster up the courage to pull the trigger. The next second, Lindblanc's brass knuckles hit him hard in the face, and Klauber felt that half of his teeth were stuck in his stomach. He fell to the ground dizzy like a broken sack.

"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it! I gave you a chance but you didn't use it!"

Liu Yonglu walked over and kicked Clauber's fat belly twice more.

I was so tired yesterday that I didn’t add any more, but today it’s 7K, which is very high. I’m not very happy, but I can still do it a little bit.

I am also slowly adjusting my writing state. During the day, I am in a good state but my daughter always asks me to play. At night, she falls asleep and I feel sleepy again, hahahaha, I am very stiff.

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