With a road, there is the possibility of going home! Wang Yi ran down the hill like crazy.

But at such a time, he suddenly heard the sound of a horse coat bell in the distance, Wang Yi was stunned, subconsciously stopped, and was surprised when he looked closely.

A convoy of fifty or sixty men came from the dirt road, all armed with weapons, muskets, sabers and spears, but most of them were very primitive flintlock pistols, and only a dozen or so were breech-loading rifled guns that were relatively advanced. Together, these people were surrounded by a fat white man in his forties, who was obviously the one who was the leader.

"What does that mean? Could it be that he is filming a costume drama? Why do these people still have braids? …… But where is the crew? Wang Yiyi was still a little confused about the situation for a while.

At this moment, two horsemen came galloping from the opposite side and stopped in front of the group.

Wang Yi was a hundred meters away from this side, although it was a little far away, but because of the terrain, he could barely hear their voices.

"Big brother, the Liu family's small convoy is only five miles away from here, and there are more than forty of them, including twenty guards, all with smoking guys! The rest are all old and young, women and children. ”

As soon as the white fat man waved his hand and said hard work, the two who stepped on the plate automatically joined the team. Then the white fat man commanded: "Brother, let's start!" ”

The gang was clearly in control, and four of them, carrying rear-loading rifled guns, dismounted and went straight to the tall trees by the side of the road. The rest of them are also hidden in the surrounding woods, and it seems that they are ready to wait for the rabbit.

"I wiped my tears, these people can't be horse bandits, right?" Wang Yi was inexplicable, and he was still wondering in his heart: "Is there still anyone doing this business in China now?" Aren't they all incorporated into the highway toll booths? ”

Half an hour later, another small convoy came on the dirt road, a total of four cars. The first two-wheeled carriage was pulling a few boxes, and the remaining three were pulling people. There were guards with guns on both sides, and they were not wearing modern clothes.

Wang Yi really couldn't figure out what was going on, if he wanted to make a movie, he didn't have a crew. If you talk about robbery, who is still doing this now? Even if you really become a horse bandit, not to mention AK47, you should use a better homemade pistol! Otherwise, it's too unprofessional......

He's fiddle around! Several gunmen in the trees on the side of the road opened fire at the same time, and four coachmen rolled out of the car at the same time, either with flowers on their heads or large patches of blood on their chests.

"I wiped my tears! It's real fun! ”

Dead people, Wang has seen it, this is nothing unusual! When I was still in the medical university, I came back every summer vacation, and when I first entered the dormitory door, I was arrested by the supervisor, either to move the new body to the dissecting room, or to take a big iron hook from the formalin pool to pick up or throw the body. However, killing people on the spot, Wang Yi saw it for the first time. While I used to play things like Call of Duty, Modern Warfare, Battlefield, and even the bloodier Warplanes at home, it was a game after all. Now looking at the splatters of blood and the wails that filled the ears, the world seemed to be replaced with extremely slow cameras at this moment. Every qiē becomes stretched and twisted, and becomes extremely unreal!

", where the hell am I?" Wang Yi's tears unconsciously flowed down the eyes of Wang Yi, who was hiding behind a big tree halfway up the mountain, if he was not afraid of this kind of thing, it would be fake.

The exchange of fire continued, and the attacked convoy reacted quickly, and the knights of the escort quickly turned over and dismounted, some taking cover, while others did their best to keep the carriage in a circle. And the family who was originally sitting in the carriage was pushed under the carriage and hid at this time. They were men and women, old and young, and the women were inevitably frightened and wept. However, the tall old man, who looked like the head of the house, was very resolute, and from time to time scolded his own female dependents, and at the same time asked the other men of the family to take up arms and fight back against the horse thieves who had already begun to charge.

The bandit leader Bai Fat Man obviously lost his previous calmness, and the fierce counterattack against the convoy obviously caught him a little off guard, and the more than 50 people he brought with him are now only about 30 people, and nearly forty percent of his manpower has been lost. Although the other party's loss is greater than his own, this kind of result is not acceptable to him!

"Brothers, except for Old Man Wang, all the men are killed, and the women are kept for fun!" The white fat man shouted with a hideous face.

After all, with the advantage in numbers, coupled with the fact that it came and went like the wind, the resistance of the convoy slowly slowed down. In about half an hour, only the old man was left standing in the convoy.

The tide is over!

The old man knew in his heart that looking at the horse bandits gradually approaching on the opposite side, the family would not be spared! I saw a trace of unbearability in his eyes, but in an instant, a look of absolute color flashed, "Madam, see you in the next life!" ”

A gunshot rang out, and an elderly woman collapsed in a pool of blood, and the remaining four women, plus a boy, immediately burst into tears.

At this time, the old man pointed his gun at a young woman, but at this moment, the gunfire came from a distance, and the old man fell to the ground! The spear in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Don't mind! Wang Wanshan, you killed your wife, concubine, and daughter, where can my brothers find fun! "It was the white fat man who shot! At this time, he said sarcastically with a sneer.

"You ......"

"Why are you still talking when you are dying! Don't worry, I tell you all, we've seen it before! The white fat man laughed, looking very hideous. My eldest brother's name is Zhang Boxing, my second brother's name is Zhang Zhongxing, my third brother's name is Zhang Shuxing, and my name is Zhang Jixing. I don't have that anymore, people call me ...... White-faced Maitreya. How about it, do you think the names of several brothers in my family are familiar? ”

Wang Wanshan's face suddenly became complicated, and he immediately said, "White-faced Maitreya? You were the one who led the way for the Tsarist Russians to rob and kill the border people in Heilongjiang!? …… Your surname is Zhang? Are you from Zhangjiazhuang? ”

"Oh, you still remember!" The white fat man laughed, "I'm from Zhangjiazhuang, Jilin!" But that Zhuangzi is now gone, and for the sake of a gold mine, you personally led people to destroy all of our Zhangjiazhuang 100 mouths. If I hadn't sneaked out to play that day, I would have died with my brothers! …… That's right! I did what happened in Heilongjiang, if I didn't treat Maozi as a dog...... Hehe, how can I beat you, I recently heard that you have been promoted again, and you have been transferred from Fengtianfu to the capital, it is Lord Wang, Master Wang! ”

"You're here for revenge!?" Wang Wanshan squinted his eyes and said, the injuries on his body made his face a little pale.

"What do you say?" The white fat man laughed maniacally, "Brother, help me hurt Lord Wang's wife and concubine." By the way, his daughter is good, with fine skin and tender meat, let me try it first! ”

The horse bandits burst into laughter, and two of them came over and pulled Wang Wanshan, who had fallen to the ground, aside and forced him to watch his concubine being ruined. At this time, the white fat man grabbed Wang Wanshan's daughter's hair, pressed the girl who was already paralyzed with fright on the cart, humiliating Wang Wanshan while tearing the girl's clothes.

"Dad, help me!"

The horse bandits went into madness, and the dirt roads became hell.

Wang Yi leaned his back against the big tree, and the situation there made him unbearable, holding a Type 95 assault rifle in his arms, listening to the desperate cries of the women in his ears, but his body trembled like chaff.

"What the is this place!? How could I be here! Wang Yi was about to collapse, thinking about his parents and relatives, although the world he lived in before was not perfect, but after all, it was quite stable, although he often saw civilians in Africa and the Middle East dying from air raids and suicide attacks from time to time on TV, but after all, it was far away from him. And the world in front of you...... Tsarist Russia, Mukden...... Wang Yi didn't dare to think about it anymore......

"If death can end this qiē......" Wang Yi trembled and pulled the trigger with both hands, put the muzzle of the Type 95 assault rifle in his mouth, and then slowly closed his eyes......

"Smack-"

When the gunshot came, Wang Yi was frightened! I was sweating profusely.

He didn't shoot, it was Wang Wanshan's daughter and concubine who died......

Seeing his daughter and concubine being ruined, the old man Wang Wanshan was completely crazy, and shouted wildly: "Zhang Jixing, white-faced Maitreya, you remember, today I Wang Wanshan confessed!" This is what I owe to you Zhang family! But don't forget, you colluded with Maozi to harm the border people, and did the same thing as my Wang Wanshan back then...... Today I was wiped out by you, and one day, you will also end up with me! Wang Wanshan laughed with tears in his eyes, "Zhang Jixing, the old man is waiting for you in the eighteenth layer of hell, and then we will go up the knife mountain and go down the oil pot together......

"Smack-"

Wang Wanshan fell in a pool of blood, the white fat man's face was pale, and the spear in his hand was smoking.

"Kill all the wounded land, and leave no one behind!" The white fat man then hesitated for a moment and said, "As for the injured brothers, take them away if they can be saved, and don't let them suffer if they can't be saved!" ”

The subordinates answered the order and began to deal with the aftermath.

Wang Yi wanted to leave at this time, but suddenly heard the cry of a child over there.

"Boss, I found this little cub from under the cart, it should be Wang Wanshan's son or grandson!"

The boy was six or seven years old, and he looked white and pure. The white-faced Maitreya rode over, reached out and grabbed his hair, and lifted him up. The boy was in pain, kicked and kicked, his little hands weakly against the thick arms of the white-faced Maitreya, and the horse bandits around him leaned back and fell back laughing, while the boy's cries spread for miles.

"Brothers, do you think this cub did I fall to my death, or did I crash with a gun?"

"Let's drop, save a bullet in vain!" A horse bandit next to him came up with an idea.

"! Or you kid will live! The white-faced Maitreya scolded with a smile. But I like to take a gun to crash, otherwise I won't be able to die, and it will be more troublesome to make up for the gun! ”

"It's still the boss wise!" The horse bandit patted the horse's ass.

Zhang Jixing pointed the muzzle of the gun at the boy's chest and said with a smile: "Boy, I'll send you to see your father!" ”

In Wang Yi's eyes, a string of blood flowers appeared from the boy's back, blooming in an instant, and withering quickly, after which he stopped struggling, like a rag, and was thrown to the ground by the white-faced Maitreya.

Wang Yi didn't know what he was feeling...... It seems that it was not the boy who was shot, but himself! Fear and hesitation were withdrawn from him in an instant, and all that was left was the boundless anger that was going to ruin miè!

The horse bandits were counting the harvest, and one by one their eyebrows were dancing, and from time to time they were showing their merits in front of the white-faced Maitreya, and the cheers were continuous.

A horse bandit jumped onto the wagon with four chests, lifted the cover, and then unlocked the box, revealing several jade objects in the first box. Although they had no culture, the horse bandits also knew that these things were valuable, so they immediately turned back to report the good news.

"Boss, now we are developed!"

The white fat man smiled and nodded, and the horse bandits around him also cheered.

But at this moment, in the unbelievable eyes of all the horse bandits, the white fat man's head suddenly exploded, and then the fat body fell from the horse and was not far from the boy's side. Before the bandits could come to their senses, a kind of gunfire that they had never heard before rang out one after another like popping beans, and the bandits looked at their companions and were knocked down one by one. Some wanted to resist, and put guns in the direction of the sound, but they soon became corpses. The rest can only tremble, and finally, in an inexplicable panic, collapse!

They scattered and fled, and according to past experience, such a continuous burst of gunfire could only be achieved by a squads of a considerable number of people. And in the entire Fengtian Mansion, except for the officials and soldiers, no one can organize so many people.

Wang Yi opened the killing ring, his eyes were crazy, he had lost his mind, he had no intention of letting anyone here. They were all murderers, and now he is the same.

With a height of less than one meter and six meters, it is somewhat inconvenient to use the 95 style. This, combined with the strong recoil of the shot, already made his shoulder ache faintly. Thanks to the fact that he studied in the army academy for a year, the Type 95 is not unfamiliar, otherwise he really can't control it.

On the dirt road, the corpses of the horse bandits were strewn all over the place, and only five or six people remained. Although he had escaped for two or three hundred meters, he still couldn't escape the bullets chasing souls.

In a short period of time, Wang Yi ran out of bullets from two magazines, and now replaced them with the last magazine. But it doesn't matter, because all the bandits have fallen to the ground. Carrying the Type 95 behind him, Wang Yishuang walked down the hill with the Type 92 pistol in his hand, and now he has no mercy, but any horse bandit who can still move will not hesitate to make up for it.

It wasn't until he came to the boy's side that he finally stopped.

The boy in the pool of blood was not dead, but there was only the last glimmer of sparkle in his eyes. When he saw Wang Yi, he raised his little hand slightly, as if he wanted to grab something, but it was all in vain. When the little hand fell, Wang Yi cried bitterly.

If...... If you shoot one step earlier, one step earlier...... Maybe he won't die.