Chapter 3 Rise up, kill bandits
"Huh...... You're right, it's a godsend. By the time the boss finishes dividing the meat and removing the bones, these two pigs will be enough for us to eat for a long time. ”
The two men smiled at each other, their eyes full of bloodthirsty cruel light.
Outside the courtyard, under the cover of the night and the sound of chopping meat, Meng Ke quietly touched the gate of the courtyard and saw this scene clearly.
He wanted to turn and run away, but his legs didn't listen and kept shaking.
"Don't hesitate, just flee to the village, don't look back!"
Meng Ke forced himself to calm down, and he secretly admonished himself in his heart.
Anyway, there is no other food on this group of rogues except human flesh, so there is no need to risk fighting to the death with the other party.
However, Meng Ke's luck didn't seem to be very good.
Just as he turned around and was about to escape through the night, an angry curse suddenly came from the courtyard.
"Fuck, this dead man still dares to stare at Lao Tzu! I'm not afraid of the living, I'm still afraid of you dead?! ”
Then a head rose into the air, slammed open the courtyard door and flew towards Meng Ke's location.
Meng Ke was startled, and subconsciously dodged to dodge, but the wooden stick happened to hit the earthen wall, making a dull crashing sound.
Two completely different sounds sounded, the former was the sound of the head colliding with the wooden door, and the latter was the sound of the wooden stick rubbing against the wall.
When the three people in the courtyard heard the sound, they immediately stopped what they were doing and gave each other a look, and their eyes showed suspicion and vigilance.
"Who's out there?!"
The next moment, a loud shout rang out.
Meng Ke hid behind the door and watched the crack in the door intently, the wooden stick in his hand clutched tightly, and the rusty iron scissors trembled slightly.
He knew that it wasn't scared, it wasn't cold, it was excitement.
Stimulated by adrenaline, Meng Ke became calmer and calmer.
The three people in the courtyard glanced at each other and strode towards the door together.
"Who's out there? Get out of here, or don't blame me for being unkind! ”
The leading boss was playing with a pig-killing knife in his hand, and the blade was dripping with blood, adding a terrifying and terrifying aura to the night.
As he spoke, the three of them had already come to the door, and the second one, who was one position behind, suddenly stepped forward and kicked open the wooden door, and then retracted without looking back, giving up his vision to the boss with a sharp blade.
Their cooperation is quite a bit of a tacit understanding of the marching army.
It's a pity that it may be that they haven't been in battle for a long time and have neglected drills, and the cooperation between the two is a little rusty.
The moment the boss rushed forward, his vision was in a state of obstruction by the second child's body.
Meng Ke hid behind the wall, and the moment the door was pushed open, his eyes just caught the second brother turning around, the boss rushing forward, and the fifth child's exposed arm.
"Kill!"
Zhongping gun, king of guns!
Meng Ke didn't know any routines, but with instinct, he suddenly got up and stabbed with a gun.
There was a soft "whoosh" sound, and the mottled iron scissors glowed with cold light in the moonlight, and went straight to the boss's chest.
"Ah~"
A scream, accompanied by the sound of the pig-killing knife breaking through the air.
It's a pity that one inch long, one inch strong, and short hands have become an Achilles' heel at this time.
Meng Ke pulled out the iron scissors with an expressionless face and stabbed again!
The fifth child was unarmed, looking at the corpse with two holes in his chest in front of him, and then at Meng Ke, who was stained red with blood, and his body shook.
"Kill him."
The second brother who turned around was stunned, grabbed the axe used to chop wood in his hand, and slammed it up and smashed it at Meng Ke.
Meng Ke wanted to pull out the iron scissors, but the second blow seemed to be too strong, and the scissors were pierced into the bones, but they didn't pull them out at once.
At this time, the second child's slash had already arrived in front of him.
Meng Ke could only choose to abandon his weapon and dodge sideways, and the axe swept over his cheek, cutting a shallow wound.
Feeling the pain in his cheeks, he didn't feel the slightest pain, but became more and more excited.
It was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands.
For the first time.
Even if I was splashed with blood, I didn't feel disgusted, I didn't feel afraid, but I felt ...... There is an inexplicable feeling of coolness.
Meng Ke was extremely calm at the moment, his thoughts were clear, and his eyes flashed with crazy flames.
Losing his weapon, it was unwise to fight with the two rogues head-on, Meng Ke no longer entangled, and jumped into the darkness with one dodge, chasing and fleeing with the other party through the night and the twists and turns of the path.
The two rogues looked at each other, and one of them shouted, "Chase, don't let the duck fly away." ”
"Fart, it's revenge for big brother!"
"Chase!"
The second child hurriedly chased after him, and the fifth child ran two steps and turned back, trying to pull out the improvised short gun that the eldest brother was carrying.
Once, twice.
He looked at the hideous-looking corpse, looked at the night again, gritted his teeth and picked up the pig-killing knife from the ground and chased after it.
……
The moon is bright and clean, and the winter wind is cold.
There was a dead silence in the village, which had been reduced to ghosts.
Meng Ke struggled to move his steps, staggering forward in the darkness.
His lungs and abdomen were scorching, and there were faint blood stains spilling from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care much, just gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
Behind him, the second rogue, holding an axe, hung unhurriedly, like a cat teasing a mouse.
This kind of banter makes this old bandit, ** very cool, and enjoys it very much.
"You can't escape, surrender obediently, I'll let you die more comfortably."
"How do you know if you don't try?"
The violent wheezing sound was accompanied by Meng Ke's hoarse and gloomy voice.
The second child sneered, but did not speak.
The reason why he didn't rush forward to kill Meng Ke was to prevent the other party from fighting back on the verge of death.
The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, in case Meng Ke has the fierceness of the person who entered the village before, and he is accidentally injured, it will be more than worth the loss.
……
In front of the second child, clear footprints stretched in the snow.
Suddenly, the figure in front of him disappeared around the corner, and the footprints also turned.
Meng Ke hid around the corner and found a stone from his tattered linen clothes.
This is secretly hidden by the predecessor to save his life, and after passing it through, he felt that it was good to be prepared, so he kept it in his arms.
I didn't expect it to become a desperate fight at this moment.
He took a deep breath and held the stone in his hand, ready to do so.
On the other side, the second child saw him turn a corner, and his brows couldn't help frowning.
"Not good, Old Five!"
After chasing a few steps, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be being led around in a circle by this thief.
Going around in circles, the other party's target ......
It's the fifth, or the weapon on the big brother's corpse!
With his familiarity with the village, the second child immediately turned around and ran back along the shortest route in his memory.
And at this moment, Meng Ke, who was waiting for the decisive battle around the corner: ??? (Black Question Mark .jpg)
- How do I feel that a mysterious force has saved me?
He glanced back and saw that the other party seemed to have chosen another path, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and returned to the corner and sat quietly and paralyzed.
Anyway, I can live a little longer.
Rest first and recover some strength.
He tore off a few pieces of tattered linen from his clothes, wrapped them in a cloud of snow, and put them into his mouth.