Chapter 8: That Little Thing in the Cornfield
I hunched over and ran on tiptoe, because I ran almost silently, and I tried to curl up as much as possible not to touch the corn stalks around me, otherwise wherever I ran, the corn stalks would move and it would be easy to show the filling.
The small broken steps I use, and this kind of small broken steps also has a very wonderful saying, almost three steps and one meter, and the error is very small, I doubt how I practiced it.
I silently counted in my heart, and when I had gone backwards for three hundred and fifty steps, that is, more than a hundred meters deep, I felt that I should reach my destination. But the surrounding area was so clean that I didn't think there was anyone hiding here.
I muttered, and I couldn't help but straighten up, and looked up, wondering where the two robbers and Jiang Shaoyan had gone?
As soon as I looked around, a corncob a meter away shook, and a man swished out of it.
He must have thought the same as me, to check the situation around me, but the problem is, he is a robber and is a sworn enemy with me.
As the so-called enemy was very red when he saw him, he was very nervous and immediately raised his pistol. I don't have anything, I can't shoot back, I can't do this