Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 161: Lonely

The shot was fired, the air was filled with smoke, and everyone present was dumbfounded.

The hot and impulsive emotions in the barn just now also disappeared. These villains have played similar life-threatening tricks in the past.

But in the end, either someone mediates and everyone pushes and shoves and laughs off the quarrel, or someone admits his mistake, kneels on the ground with his hands covering his face and apologizes, and the clouds finally disperse.

But today, for some reason, several people felt a fire burning in their hearts, and they would only feel better if they saw some blood.

"You all saw it. Larson shot himself...himself."

Buddy was also terrified at this time. The gun was his, and if the sheriff was really called, he would have to pay with his life.

Ginger Head looked at Larson's body on the ground with blood gushing from his head. He raised his chin and exchanged glances with his other men. Immediately, two villains jumped out and pinned Buddy to the ground.

"Buddy, just sleep in the barn. We'll call the sheriff tomorrow morning. Don't worry, you won't be hanged. At most, you'll be sent to Keys Island for a few years.

Kais Island is located in the northernmost part of the kingdom. The climate is bitterly cold and only the worst criminals are sent there. Once they go in, they are doomed.

In fact, Gingerhead had two choices. Either he could cover up for Buddy and deal with the body together with a few others. But doing so would be risky. After all, Larson had a family and a business in Seven County. Once the other party contacted the sheriff, he might really follow the clues to find the factory and eventually find them.

The other option was to turn Buddy over to the sheriff, which seemed risk-free to them and...

Gingerhead glanced at the table. The poker cards and money were now stained with Larson's blood and the liquor on the table. Buddy won everyone's money tonight. If they handed him over to the sheriff, everyone would lose less.

With almost no hesitation, Gingerhead decisively chose the second path.

"Fuck, you sons of bitches, don't forget, you guys are not clean either. When I get to the Sheriff's Office, you'll all..."

Buddy had just finished shouting when he was hit in the stomach and face with several heavy punches. He fell down like a shrimp. After a long while, he reluctantly opened his mouth and threatened:

"I almost forgot that the sheriff would also be very interested in what you did in New Nulund..."

After saying this, even Vernon stood up from his chair and kicked Buddy hard. Buddy had been beaten badly before, and this kick sent him flying about a meter away and fell beside Larson's body.

Vernon also felt strange at this time. What happened today? He seemed to be particularly easy to get angry.

Just as several people were preparing to clean up the mess, Buddy, who had been seriously injured and lying on the ground, suddenly stood up, holding the revolver that Larson had used to commit suicide.

It turned out that when Buddy saw the look in Ginger Head's eyes, he despaired. He knew better than anyone how cruel and vicious these people were, so he spoke deliberately to anger a few people and distract their attention.

Every time he was beaten, he used the force to crawl towards Larson's body, then he picked up the pistol, pretended to vomit, bent over and loaded the bullet.

"Don't you want me to die? Don't live anymore!"

The scene changed. The two villains said comforting words and slowly moved towards Buddy.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Just as the two of them were about to control Buddy from the left and right, the other party pulled the trigger. One shot hit the villain's heart, while the other shot only grazed the man's shoulder.

The injured villain threw himself on Buddy, and chaos ensued!
Some people went to the wall to get their shotguns, some people directly pulled out the hunting knives in their boots and cut Buddy's fingers, and some people took the opportunity to grab the gambling money on the table, while Buddy, who was pressed under him, fired randomly.

The lawyer hiding on the second floor was trembling in fear, and the thugs downstairs were rushing towards each other like crazy. The sound of gunfire, tables and chairs being knocked over, and the desperate wails of people before their death were intertwined.

This is not a barn, it's a veritable meat-grinding slaughterhouse.

Hurry up and leave! These people have gone crazy and will never let a witness like me leave. The lawyer climbed down the stairs carefully. Fortunately, the villains were fighting for their lives and no one paid attention to him. He quietly opened the door of the barn and ran away. Even if there was no carriage at this moment, he had to leave here!

The lawyer didn't dare to go back to the monastery, but he remembered the direction of the gate and did not dare to stop for a moment. The lawyer kept running and stopping. In the end, he felt that blisters had been rubbed under his feet. Fortunately, it was almost dawn and he could even hear the sound of villagers pushing carts in the distance.

Hoping that there would be a postman passing by on this road, he shivered as he walked towards the distant village.

Meanwhile, at the barn, the brutal and indiscriminate attack finally came to an end. In the end, only two people were left standing there, Vernon and a big man. The others lay in a pool of blood. No one knew who was killed by Buddy's pistol and who was killed by others when robbing money.

"Newport, let's go to the monastery. I'll tell you what to say when you see the sheriff."

Vernon was exhausted and he managed to hide under the table to save his life. After making such a big noise, he had to leave the matter to the sheriff.

"Boss Vernon, take off your watch and throw your wallet on the ground."

The big man named Newport suddenly said with a cold face while holding a knife.

He also knew that even if the sheriff was really called, Vernon would be fine under the care of his lawyer. On the contrary, even if he was not thrown to the gallows, he would have endless lawsuits to deal with and might spend the rest of his life in prison.

Instead of doing this, it is better to go all out, rob enough money and run away, living on the run.

Vernon broke out in a cold sweat when he saw his men turning against him. He knew that Newport was responsible for a murder case and was a ruthless person who would kill without blinking an eye. Even if he really gave him money, he might not let him go.

Thinking of this, Vernon rolled over to the ground, grabbed a shotgun and prepared to shoot.

However, Newport's knife was still a step faster and stabbed into Vernon's kidney, causing Vernon to fall limply to the ground.

Before Newport could laugh out loud, a gunshot rang out from behind him. Newport looked down in disbelief and saw a bloody hole at his heart!

In the barn, Ginger Head climbed out from the pile of dead bodies. Although he was brutal in his actions, he was also cunning and clever. When he saw the chaotic scene, he immediately lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

His bet was indeed right. He stood up and looked around, only Vernon was lying on the ground, dying with only his last breath.

"Boss Vernon, since we have a good relationship, I will give you a quick death. Don't suffer any more."

Gingerhead pulled off the gold watch on Vernon's wrist and twirled the hunting knife at his side twice.

At this moment, in the woods outside the barn, in the bluish-white transparent flame illusion in front of Xiaohu, seven or eight little men with the appearance of villains were lying on the ground.

Their bodies began to gradually dissolve into dark brown turbid liquid. The liquid gradually dried up and was absorbed by the surrounding flesh walls. Strings of tumors began to tremble happily.

Life is spread in hope and returns to its mother in corruption and despair.

There was only one little man still standing in the illusion. He had short red hair and freckles on his face. It was Gingerhead.

Xiaohu looked at him without blinking with his big eyes. There was nothing strange about it because there was a transparent number "6" on the top of Ginger Head's head.

Under malicious removal, he could not refuse to be absorbed by the Matrix, it was just that the time had not come yet.

Hey, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you all a happy family reunion, everything goes well and you are in a good mood!

I originally wanted to add another chapter, but I started having stomachaches yesterday, which made me feel even more behind. I’ll make it up to you all when I recover and feel stronger!

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(End of this chapter)