Chapter 227: Fire Attack

"Haidong, are they leaving?" Zheng Shuang saw that there was silence around him, and asked me quietly.

I shook my head. He looked at her apologetically.

Wu Xiuwen is not as naïve as Zheng Shuang.

She poked her head out and looked out. Listen to the movement outside. Obviously, she knows more about those gangsters.

That's when it happened. I heard a bang on the side of the hut, and there seemed to be the sound of glass bottles hitting the wooden wall and shattering.

"You two are hiding!" I let out a low growl as I made my way down the pit towards the wooden wall on that side.

At this time, there was the sound of glass bottles being broken again.

"Oh no!" I was startled when I smelled a strong smell of gasoline.

When these gangsters saw that they couldn't attack, they tried to force me out with fire.

Once the wooden house was set on fire by them.

The three of us can be a barbecue.

If we don't go out. Not to mention being burned, even the smoke smoked us to death.

This trick is indeed vicious.

Wu Xiuwen and Zheng Shuang also felt that the situation was not good, and they both looked at me in panic.

I snapped back to the dark hole in the dumb room.

This time. I don't know where that secret passage leads, because we have to hide there to survive.

"Quick, get out into that dark hole. ”

I said. While pushing open the dirt bag on the dark passage door covered with wooden boards, he was ready to let Wu Xiuwen and the two of them hide in first.

The entrance to the dark hole was the size of a normal bucket. It's pitch black inside, and it's bottomless.

Zheng Shuang glanced inside and didn't dare to go down.

Wu Xiuwen thought for a moment, picked up a stone and threw it in.

There were a few clanging noises inside. There was no movement.

We don't have flashlights. It is also not possible to ignite at this time. Otherwise, the target will be exposed. But I also felt dangerous to put them in the hole like this.

At this time, I saw two wetsuits and oxygen cylinders that had been seized last time in the tunnel.

So he hurriedly pulled it over and wrapped a wetsuit with an oxygen cylinder and clumped it together. He tied it with a belt and stuffed it into the hole first.

The wetsuit slid down the hole. Stagnate anymore.

"Quick, get in!" I urged.

This hole is not wide in the first place, and it is blocked by a wetsuit and an oxygen tank, which is somewhat safer.

"You go down first!" Wu Xiuwen pushed Zheng Shuang.

Seeing this, Zheng Shuang had no choice but to get in first.

At this moment, I heard two dull shotgun sounds outside banging.

Then a bright light came through.

Outside the wooden house, the gasoline bottles thrown by the gangsters were ignited by gunfire, and half of the wall was burned with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the wall on this side of the mute room was also set on fire.

Wu Xiuwen couldn't care about being scared anymore, and suddenly went into the dark hole.

I wanted to go down with them, too. But I am afraid that those bandits will take the opportunity to rush in, they will not be able to see us, and they will definitely look around and find this dark hole.

The hole is so narrow, a grenade is enough to reimburse the three of us.

Thinking of this, I closed the wooden door of the dark hole again, and carried my rifle to look out through the firelight.

It had just rained yesterday and it was all wet outside the hut.

Even if the gasoline is poured on, it will take time to burn, I want to cover Zheng Shuang and Wu Xiuwen and their escapes, and when the wooden house is completely burned, those bandits can't get close if they want to, and I will escape again.

As it turned out, I was right.

Because at this time, someone outside began to shout at the wooden house.

I didn't quite understand what they meant, but they probably told me to get out and surrender or else they would burn me to death or something.

"Damn, let you die of this heart!" I grabbed my rifle and fired two shots at the outside of the cabin.

When the bandits saw me shooting, they shouted even harder, and at the same time crackled and shot at the wooden house.