The man in the baseball cap gave up climbing on top of the barbed wire and squatted down to retrieve the rifle that had been pushed through it.
"call out--"
Another arrow flew over at high speed and stuck into the back of the man in the baseball cap.
"Ohmygod, walk, walk, run."
The middle-parted man saw that the baseball man was about to turn into a hedgehog, and he had given up escaping and was preparing to fight back. He shouted decisively and ran onto the road.
The jersey guy and the yellow-haired girl were the same, following the middle-parted guy as they ran along the road.
The two of us here are neither relatives nor friends, so it would be great if we could take the time to lend a hand. It is absolutely impossible to live and die together.
The man in the baseball cap ignored the three of them. All he could think about now was revenge.
He put the rifle back through the gap and rushed into the woods with it, hoping to find the enemy and beat him into a sieve.
The lethality of bows and arrows is far inferior to bullets. As long as it misses the vital point, it is difficult to kill someone in one or two hits.
Perhaps this is also the reason why the man hiding in the dark could easily kill the man in the baseball cap with a gun, but instead shot him with a bow and arrow.
What you enjoy is the pleasure of killing!
The man in the baseball cap rushed back into the woods with a gun in his hand. He saw nothing but dense trees and no enemy. He was hit by another arrow in the stomach, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Fuck, Fuck."
The man in the baseball cap was completely hysterical, holding a gun and shooting blindly into the woods.
"Da da da……"
The roar of the rifle echoed through the woods, and broken branches and leaves were flying all over the sky.
Still warm!
This kind of aimless shooting has no use except that it looks very cool and wastes bullets very quickly.
"Click~"
In less than 10 seconds, all the bullets were fired.
"Go to hell..."
Holding the rifle with no bullets in it, the man in the baseball cap kept slamming the plane in a frantic manner, but he could no longer fire even a single bullet.
"call out--"
Another arrow flew over.
This time, the stick was more accurate than before, and it was stabbed precisely on the left side of the neck of the man in the baseball cap. The man in the baseball cap froze and fell to the ground.
His body kept twitching, and blood kept pouring from the corners of his mouth.
About 30 seconds passed.
"Dong dong dong."
A grenade rolled over and landed next to the man in the baseball cap.
"Why didn't it explode?"
"Are you an idiot? You didn't even take off your insurance."
"Okay, let's do it again."
The man in the baseball cap was still breathing. He could clearly hear the voices of a man and a woman not far away, and he tried his best to turn his head to see which bastards they were.
It's a pity that he only has one breath left now. It's difficult to move his fingers, let alone twist his neck.
He could only watch as another grenade flew over, more accurately than the last one, and landed less than 20 centimeters in front of his face.
"Bang~"
The baseball man's face was half blown off.
"What is this sound?" The yellow-haired girl who had already run hundreds of meters asked nervously.
"There is another sound of a friend being blown up. We can no longer control them. We have to run out and call the police as soon as possible. Maybe we can have a chance to save a few."
Although men with middle parting are not entangled in justice, they still have some sense of justice.
He is also the first to run!
"Fake, stop talking and run away. We have to find a place to hide first. If they catch up, we will all be doomed."
The man in the black jersey must have been exercising regularly, and he rushed in front of the man with the middle parting in one breath.
After running forward for about 5 minutes, they found a gas station in front, with the valve open and obviously open for business.
"Help!"
The three of them could only think about calling the police, so they rushed into the gas station supermarket without hesitation.
As soon as he entered, he picked up the gun and pointed all three guns at the supermarket, first to dismount and intimidate the people in the supermarket.
There was only an elderly couple in the supermarket, both of whom looked to be at least 60 years old.
When the old couple saw the three men rushing in with guns, they immediately raised their hands. The old man said nervously: "There are 200 yuan in the drawer. If you want it, take it."
When encountering a robbery, raise your hands immediately and report the amount of money and where it is the next.
This is so American!
The three middle-parted men came here fleeing for their lives. Money and the like had no effect on them at all. They just wanted to save their lives and then call the police and wait for the police.
Therefore, the middle-parted man ignored the old couple. When he saw the wooden cabinet next to the door, he said to the jersey man: "Come here and help."
The jersey man guessed that the middle-parted man was trying to block the door, so he immediately went over to help push the wooden shelves over, blocking the door.
"Look outside."
The middle-parted man arranged for the jersey man to observe outside the house, walked to the counter with a gun, pointed it at the old couple, and asked threateningly: "Where is this? Tell me where this is."
"Listen, kid, we don't want to cause trouble. We'll give you all the money. You can take it all." The old man begged pitifully.
"Shut up, I don't want your money."
The middle-parted man yelled rudely and still asked: "Where are we? Tell me quickly."
"Three...Route 31, not far from the outskirts of Elaine." The old woman stuttered nervously and replied.
"Elaine? Where is Elaine? Which state is it in?" The middle-parted man continued to ask.
"Arizona." The old man answered.
"holyshit."
The middle-parted man turned around in disbelief, looked at the jersey man and said: "We are in Arizona, in damn Arizona, who brought us here?"
"Fake."
The jersey man kicked the cabinet angrily and tried to find his friends for help, but it was useless.
distance is too far!
The only hope left was to call the police. The middle-parted man shouted at the gun captain and his wife again: "Give me your phone number. Give me your cell phone."
The middle-parted man was so excited and excited that he frightened the old couple.
He quickly begged for mercy pitifully: "We have children and grandchildren. Please don't kill us. We can give you anything you want..."
"Shut up, shut up for me."
The middle-parted man interrupted the old woman's words angrily, waved the gun in his hand and shouted: "You have a son and a grandson, it's none of my business, just give me the phone."
The old woman was afraid that the middle-parted man would shoot her if he disagreed, so she quickly moved the landline phone placed inside the counter to the counter for the man to use.
The middle-parted man pressed 911 and said, "I don't want to be so rude, but we are being hunted now, and there is nothing I can do about it."
"Are you being hunted?"
The old woman pointed to his hand in the air and said in a very suspicious tone: "You all have guns in your hands, how can you be hunted down?"
"This gun is for self-protection."
The middle-parted man simply explained that the call was already connected.