Wolves are reborn

When the alarm sounded, people of different skin colors, ages, and genders fled screaming, and the scene was chaotic.

Shen Xiuyuan spread his arms and used his body to protect the three children in the corner where a tall rubber tree was placed, preventing them from being trampled by the crowd.

Turning around, he found that Yang Tiancheng, who was sitting in front of the bank counter and going through the formalities, was being pointed at the head with a pistol by the robber. His heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He was 5 meters away from Yang Tiancheng, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't move as fast as the fired bullet.

What's more, there were as many as six robbers, each with a submachine gun and a pistol in his hand. He was unarmed, and there were three children who needed protection behind him. How could he fight the robbers?

He looked anxiously at Yang Tiancheng who was stiff on the seat like a stone sculpture, regretting his lack of vigilance, wishing that time would stop here.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Shen Xiuyuan changed.

Here the sun is bright, the white clouds are long, the mountains are green, the forests are ups and downs, the streams are gurgling, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Seeing a simple bamboo house courtyard standing beside the mountain stream, he hurriedly ran over the bamboo bridge and knocked on the door.

The bamboo fence courtyard wall full of colorful flowers is only 1 meter high. Standing outside the gate, he can clearly see the situation inside the courtyard.

A handsome young man with bare upper body, bare feet and only a piece of animal skin around his waist came out of the room, staring at Shen Xiuyuan with fiery eyes, his expression unpredictable.

Shen Xiuyuan looked at the young boy's delicate face made of ice and snow, and felt familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it.

He suddenly remembered that the children were being held hostage by bank robbers, and hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, where is this? How can I get out?"

"I don't know." The boy shook his head and said, "I've been trapped here for 6 years, and I can't find an exit."

Shen Xiuyuan paled in shock, and hurriedly glanced around.

"How did you get in?" the boy asked, "Since you can get in, you should be able to get out."

Shen Xiuyuan thought about it carefully, trying to concentrate.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him turned into a bank again.

It's just that everything in the bank is still, not even a sound, like a movie clip with the pause button pressed.

He didn't care about thinking about this series of weird events, but took out a spare black glove from the messenger bag and put it on, and walked quickly towards the gunman who stood there like a wax statue.

He took off their guns, daggers and all other weapons, unloaded the bullets in the guns and threw them into the trash can, and piled all the weapons in the corner.

Then, he took off the masks of all the robbers, cut their clothes with a dagger, and left only a pair of underwear for each of them.

He cut the clothes into long strips and connected them into cloth ropes, and tied the six robbers to the columns and chairs in the bank lobby.

After eliminating various risk factors, Shen Xiuyuan took off his gloves and put them in his bag, walked to the rubber tree, opened his arms to protect the three children curled up in the corner, and pressed the play button in his mind.

A sharp siren sounded suddenly, followed by noisy human voices.

The fleeing crowd noticed the strange behavior of the bank robbers and stopped to watch one after another, with incredulous expressions on everyone's faces.

The 6 kidnapped robbers looked at me and I looked at you, showing panic and fear.

Shen Xiuyuan hugged Yang Jiancheng, who was still in shock, into his arms, stroked the naturally curly hair, and comforted him softly: "Hey, don't be afraid, it's all right now."

The pale-faced Yu Yongping and Zhu Fugui slowly poked their heads out from behind Shen Xiuyuan, seeing clearly the situation of the robbers, they were all surprised.

Seeing Yang Tiancheng sitting motionless on the chair, Shen Xiuyuan knew that the child was terrified.

He picked up Yang Jiancheng and walked quickly to Yang Tiancheng.

He put Yang Jiancheng on the ground, and stretched out his arms to embrace the two children.

"Chengzi, don't be afraid, the robber has been arrested, it's all right."

Smelling the familiar body fragrance, Yang Tiancheng, whose mind was blank, gradually came back to his senses. - This article was first published in Jinjiang Literature City

He hugged Shen Xiuyuan's waist, and his body trembled violently belatedly.

Heavily armed American police poured into the bank like a tide.

They controlled the 6 kidnapped robbers and the weapons piled in the corner, and quickly evacuated the crowd.

Shen Xiuyuan pointed to the passport inside the counter and explained to the police in fluent English who were in charge of the evacuation.

The police knocked on the counter glass and told the bank staff hiding under the desk to return the passports.

After collecting the passports, Shen Xiuyuan ordered Yu Yongping and Zhu Fugui to walk ahead, holding Yang Tiancheng in his left hand and Yang Jiancheng in his right hand, and walked out of the bank slowly following the flow of people.

Bathed in the warm sunshine of Boston and feeling the warm wind blowing on their faces, Shen Xiuyuan and his party felt like they were suddenly dreaming.

Yang Tiancheng pinched his thigh severely, hissing in pain.

Shen Xiuyuan looked sideways at Yang Tiancheng, who had a distorted face, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I want to see if I'm dreaming." Yang Tiancheng grinned and said, "Oh, it hurts me to death!"

Shen Xiuyuan laughed, and scolded: "Fool! You are still ruthless when you pinch yourself."

Yang Tiancheng hugged Shen Xiuyuan tightly, and sighed: "It's over, I have a psychological shadow. Now I am very afraid of guns and banks."

"I'll take you to the shooting range for gun practice in a while." Shen Xiuyuan patted Yang Tiancheng on the back and said, "Come on, let's go to the bank to open an account first."

"I'm not going!"

Yang Tiancheng turned his head and wanted to run, but was grabbed by Shen Xiuyuan.

"Yongping, take care of Jiancheng, sit here with Fugui and wait. I'll take this coward to the bank."

Shen Xiuyuan gave a quick explanation, and escorted Yang Tiancheng, who was struggling violently, towards the gate of the bank.

"Master, let me slow down and adjust my mood." Yang Tiancheng begged for mercy.

"It's not necessary!" Shen Xiuyuan scolded, "I'm afraid of such a trivial matter, are you still a man?"

Yu Yongping, Zhu Fugui, and Yang Jiancheng watched Yang Tiancheng who was forcibly dragged into the bank, and silently mourned for three seconds in their hearts.

Shen Xiuyuan escorted Yang Tiancheng through the account opening procedures, and led the other party out of the bank, who was covered in cold sweat.

Standing in the shade of a tree, he observed passers-by, stepped forward to stop a muscular athletic man passing by, and politely asked questions about the shooting range in English.

This handsome blond guy happens to be a gun enthusiast.

Knowing that Chinese tourists want to go to the shooting range to shoot, he immediately gave an enthusiastic introduction.

During the conversation, the man discovered that the handsome Chinese in front of him was actually an expert in firearms, and he couldn't help but want to make friends.

"My name is Jasper, nice to meet you."

Jasper stretched out his right hand and looked at Shen Xiuyuan enthusiastically.

"Dana." Shen Xiuyuan held Jasper's hand and said, "Nice to meet you."

"My car is parked nearby, I'll take you there." Jasper said friendly.

"I still have 4 friends." Shen Xiuyuan raised his finger to the 4 children sitting on the bench and asked, "Can your car fit?"

"no problem."

Jasper led Shen Xiuyuan and his party to the parking lot and got into a dynamic black car.

He introduced while driving.

"Because you want to rent guns, you can only go to the indoor shooting range. The rent there is more expensive, and the air may not be very good. You also have to buy the bullets provided by the shooting range, and the price may be twice as expensive as the same thing sold at Wal-Mart. The target paper needs to be shot on site. Buy it or bring it yourself. I’ll take you to Walmart to buy it, it’s cheaper. I usually print it myself.”

"It's lucky to meet you, thank you!" Shen Xiuyuan smiled.

Jasper laughed happily, and replied: "It's my honor." - This article is first published in Jinjiang Literature City

34. Fighting poison with poison

There were not many customers in the indoor shooting range. Shen Xiuyuan and his party only waited for a few minutes before renting a pistol, earmuffs, goggles, and purchasing the corresponding bullets.

After entering the shooting range, Shen Xiuyuan quickly inspected 5 pistols, disassembled them, adjusted them, and tested them one by one.

His technique is skillful and his movements are extremely fast, which makes people dazzled.

The 4 children are all laymen and only know how to watch the fun.

Jasper, an expert, saw the way.

"Daina, are you a policeman or a soldier? Could it be from the special forces?"

Shen Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, hitting the bullseye with a single shot.

"I'm just like you, just a hobbyist, a non-professional. Do you think you are worse than those professionals?"

Jasper immediately raised his head and said proudly: "I have competed with the police before, and their marksmanship is not as good as mine."

Shen Xiuyuan gave Jasper a thumbs up, handed the pistol to Yang Jiancheng, taught him to pose, and guided him to shoot.

Having just experienced a bank robbery, Yang Jiancheng was a little afraid of guns.

However, after successfully hitting the bull's-eye with the help of Shen Xiuyuan, his little heart was immediately captured by the thrill of shooting.

He asked Shen Xiuyuan to step back and shoot independently.

As a result, due to the impact of the recoil of the pistol, his shot only hit the corner of the target paper.

Shen Xiuyuan rubbed Yang Jiancheng's head, and comforted him: "It's okay, you can shoot a few more shots, find out how you feel, and you'll be able to shoot well soon."

Then, he taught Zhu Fugui and Yu Yongping to shoot in turn, letting them practice and find their own feeling.

When it was Yang Tiancheng's turn, seeing his flinching expression and dodging eyes, Shen Xiuyuan laughed and said, "You are too useless, aren't you? Little Jiancheng is not afraid, are you not as good as a child?"

Yang Tiancheng glared at Shen Xiuyuan, and said angrily: "He was not pointed at the head by the robber!"

"Fear is like a spring. If you are weak, it will be strong. If you are still a man, shoot with a gun and shoot out all your fears and fears like bullets."

As Shen Xiuyuan said, he turned Yang Tiancheng around