"Master! Master! Are you okay? What's wrong with you?"
There was a violent knock on the door. Ma Xingkong hurriedly coughed loudly twice, hoarsely, and tried to imitate Wu Xiaoyi's voice and said: "It's okay, it's okay, uh, wasn't it a dream? Okay, you all can go down!"
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"Master, are you really okay?" a servant asked.
"Okay, okay, get out of here, I'm sleepy!" Ma Xingkong was a little anxious. Hearing the footsteps, he could see there were five or six servants, so he didn't have much confidence when he started.
Another burst of footsteps came, and the servants didn't seem to suspect anything. It was not suitable to stay here for a long time. Ma Xingkong quickly cut off Wu Xiaoyi's head and tied it to his waist. He gently opened the door a crack, revealing just
A head was immediately grabbed by someone.
Several servants pulled him out fiercely, and Ma Xingkong held the door frame with both hands and shrank inward. He had been hunting for many years and had been jumped by wild beasts. He escaped from death every time because of his strong psychological quality. Although the situation was urgent,
, but did not panic too much, and carefully thought about how to escape.
"Pull it out for me! Try harder, harder!" The elderly servant commanded the others: "You boy, you dare to come to Wujiapu to act wild. Where is my master?"
"Dead!" Ma Xingkong said loudly.
Several servants were stunned. Taking this opportunity, Ma Xingkong used all his strength with his hands, feet, and body, and suddenly shrank back. Finally, he pulled his head out from the hands of those guys. Ignoring the pain, he quickly took it off his shoulders.
The shotgun was aimed at the door.
"Ah!" I didn't know that the unlucky guy was hit unfortunately. The other servants hurriedly avoided the door, grabbed the guns in their hands, and fired randomly towards the door.
The wooden door was soon drilled with several bullet holes. Fortunately, Ma Xingkong was able to dodge quickly, and a bullet flew to the back close to his scalp. Ma Xingkong leaned his back tightly against the gable wall, looking at the door warily. "Don't.
Hit! The master is still inside! Stop! Stop!"
After more than a dozen rounds of bullets, it finally became quiet outside the house. Someone shouted: "Ma Xingkong, I know it's you. Please release our master quickly. I can plead with him and give you a whole body!"
Ma Xingkong didn't speak. He held the gun in his hand and stared at the door. Now that Ma Xingkong had calmed down, it was just like hunting. Before the prey appeared, he was always thinking about how to deal with the prey.
A battle of wits and courage, how to subdue the prey. When the prey appears and the gunshot rings out, even if the result is far different from what I expected, I feel reassured.
"Ma Xingkong? Why don't you speak?" The servant asked: "Hurry up and release our master, hurry up! You can't run away anymore!"
A servant asked the person next to him in a low voice: "Brother, is that guy dead? There has been no movement for such a long time. I think he is probably dead!"
"Ma Xingkong?" The man shouted several more times inside.
"Squeak..." The tattered door was pushed open little by little.
"Bang!" A gunshot sounded. The idiot was forced to open the Tianling cover by the powerful thrust of the bullet, and white brains spurted out. The body without the Tianling cover was pushed far away from the crack in the door and hit a table.
Finally, he fell to the ground. In an instant, dark red blood soaked a large piece of expensive carpet.
The servant outside the door was stunned at first, and then there was a gunshot like exploding beans. The wooden door could no longer withstand such a powerful impact, and the entire door fell into the house with a "clang".
At this moment, he fired the gun, pulled the bolt, changed the bullet, and fired again. A series of actions were completed in one go. "Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out, and two more servants fell to the ground on their backs.
There was another burst of gunfire, and the servants hurriedly hid where Ma Xingkong couldn't see them. The two sides faced off like this. Ma Xingkong reloaded the bullet and waited for the next attack.
The room was extremely quiet, with no sound at all. Ma Xingkong calculated that there were twelve servants in the Wu family, including Wu San. In the latrine, Ma Xingkong killed Wu San and Xiaoliuzi.
Three more, or four, were killed here. There were also seven or eight people. Looking at the bullets on his body, there were less than ten rounds. If he couldn't kill them before dawn, he would really have to explain himself here.
"Boom! Boom!" There was a heavy banging sound in the yard. The sound was very heavy, and I didn't know who was doing what. The servants, you look at me and I look at you. The older servant ordered: "Zhang Mazi, you
Go out and see if he is Ma Xingkong’s accomplice?”
"I won't go!" Zhang Mazi is not stupid either: "This guy's marksmanship is passed down from his ancestors. If he shows his head, he will be dead. I still want to live!"
"Are you going to make a big change?" the elderly servant scolded: "You are a bitch, you eat and use the master's food every day, just a little bit of bird gall? Have you given all the master's money to the dog?"
"You're not a dog, why don't you go?" Zhang Mazi obviously refused to go out even if he was beaten to death.
The elderly servant had no choice but to give Zhang Mazi a fierce look: "You kid, just wait. When I rescue the master, I will let him pull out your skin!"
"Dong! Dong! Dong dong dong!" The noise in the yard became louder and louder, and more and more urgent. It was as if someone was slamming the door of Wu's house, and there was more than one person.
None of the servants wanted to go out, so they could only listen to the sound that sounded like a ghost. One of the servants stretched his neck to see from the window, but unexpectedly his neck was a little longer. "Bang!" There was another gunshot, and that guy
Without saying a word, he hit his head against the wall and died.
"Ma Xingkong, you bitch, if you can, don't come out. You can't escape after killing so many people!" The elderly servant shouted: "Wait until daybreak, someone will find the second master.
Your death is coming! Let’s just waste it like this!”
Strangely, the sounds in the courtyard disappeared and became deathly quiet again. Just when everyone took advantage of this gap, they were about to breathe a sigh of relief. "Boom!" A stone as big as a fist came from the living room window of Wu Xiaoyi's house.
It was thrown in, impartially, and it hit a servant on the head.
"Who!" the servant just stood up and shouted. "Bang!" There was another gunshot, and the guy swallowed back the curse words behind him.
"Ah!..." Dead people came one after another, and all of them were shot in the head. Several servants finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the house with shouts. The direct consequence of this move was that the remaining servants rushed in one after another.
After leaving the house, no matter how the elderly servants shouted, no one listened to him.
"Damn it!" There was no one around the elderly servant. He didn't want to stand up to this murderous Ma Xingkong here, so he ducked and ran out of the house.