Chapter 630 Countdown
"Do you know how to use it, kid?" the hunchbacked old man said.
"Of course, I have a very powerful teacher. His marksmanship is so accurate that he can put ten heavily armed men face to face by himself. If he were here tonight, I bet you and your lackeys wouldn't be able to get in." The door of my house was knocked down by him." Wendy said.
"Wow... That's such a pity. It's a pity that he is not here tonight. Otherwise, I would be quite curious about what this gunner who can defeat ten looks like, and whether he has three heads and six arms." Cook said leisurely.
"It doesn't matter. You don't have to feel sorry. As long as I'm his student, I'll be enough to deal with you. Although I'm not as powerful as the teacher, I'm still a sharpshooter." Wendy puffed up her chest. "When hunting, I can shoot from fifty yards away." Running hare, let alone at such a close distance, as long as I pull the trigger, there will be a hole in your chest in the next second, the bullet will tear your flesh, blood and heart, and then you will fall to the ground and howl. , but don’t worry, this process won’t take long, because you will go to hell soon, you damn hunchbacked old bastard!” After Wendy finished speaking, she spat on the ground.
"Huh," Cook raised his eyebrows. He was speechless for half a minute. After half a minute, he blinked and said again, "I have to admit... that declaration just now was quite exciting. Yes, my child, especially the foul language at the end, you are much more cheerful than your father who is full of benevolence, justice and morality. It’s not that I haven’t given him a chance along the way. I deliberately turned my back to him when I was sleeping. If he is cruel enough, , he should have snatched my gun so that he could hold me hostage and win the initiative for himself, but in the end he let me down. All he could think about was running away, but he didn’t know that in this world, you There is absolutely nowhere to escape, because humans cannot escape fate.”
"I don't know your nonsense about creeks and salmon. I only know that people can't outrun bullets." Wendy said coldly.
"Well, on this point, I couldn't agree more." The hunchbacked old man paused. "It seems that we are in a deadlock now. You have a gun and I have a gun. Let me tell you what will happen next. , kid... I'll shoot to kill your parents, you shoot to kill me, if your marksmanship is really as good as you said, then the gunshot made the three men outside my house rush in, of course, they Seeing the bloody scene inside, they will not hesitate to pull it out and shoot at you. If you fight back, if you are lucky, you may be able to get someone to back you up, and then you will be hit by a bullet. Believe me, this is not bad. It hurts. Especially considering it was your first time being hit by a bullet.
"If you are hit in a vital part...well, the process is similar to what you described before. If you hit your back specially and the bullet hits you, you will not die for a while. This is the worst part. You will lie on the cold floor, bleeding while waiting for death, so desperate and lonely. On your left is your mother's body, on your right is your father's. In a sense, your family is reunited. , and then you see the body of me, the hunched old bastard, in the middle, and oh, things start to get nasty.”
"Have you finished speaking?" Wendy said calmly. Although she was trying to restrain the panic in her heart, she had to admit that the hunchbacked old man's previous words really hit her weak point. What she fears most is that her parents will die on her own. In front of her, just thinking of that scene made her hand holding the gun start to tremble slightly, and her body became stiff.
But that's not the worst thing. What's even worse is that she knows that she can't even achieve this goal of dying together.
Not to mention the fact that she exaggerated her shooting skills and applied the words the old cowboy used to describe Joseph to herself. After all, at such a close distance, Wendy was still somewhat sure of hitting the hunchbacked old man.
But what's really fatal is that there are no bullets in her gun.
Although Wendy stole the gun and bullets, she didn't have time to reload them. She originally wanted to return the key and ride Lightning to the town, find a bright place and slowly load the bullets, but unexpectedly Cook But he came directly to her home.
The latter sat down in the living room, leaving her almost unable to even take out the gun, let alone load it.
So she's been bluffing so far.
"Are you nervous, child?" The demonic eyes of the hunchbacked old man seemed to be able to see directly into her heart.
Sweat flowed from Wendy's forehead to the tip of her nose. She said stubbornly, "I'm not nervous. At worst, we'll break up. At least I can see you die in front of me, and I can avenge my parents." , it makes me feel good.”
"Very good, very good. Look, Matthew, this is what I keep emphasizing. Even your daughter knows that you must look into the eyes of fate and fight that son of a bitch. It's a pity..." The hunchbacked old man looked at Wendy with regret on his face, "You are a girl, and I don't have that long to train you. Otherwise, I would just take you away, but I am in a good mood now. , decided to do you a little favor."
"What a small favor?" Wendy swallowed.
"I know you are suffering now and don't know what to do. It doesn't matter, kid. Just leave this kind of thing to me. What I'm best at is handling this kind of impasse." The hunchbacked old man said, "I'll give it dozens of , if you don’t put down the gun, no matter whether you shoot or not, I will pull the trigger and kill your parents. Of course, you can also try your luck and kill me first. We can compare our fingers. Speed, this should be quite fun.”
Although Wendy kept telling herself in her mind that the hunchbacked old man opposite was also playing psychological tactics with her, trying to overwhelm her with momentum, but she could tell from the latter's cold eyes that the other party was not bluffing. .
"10." The hunchbacked old man said casually.
At this moment, Wendy felt helpless as never before. She didn't know what else she could do next, surrender with a gun? Or hold on to the end and watch her parents being killed? She had done everything she could, but she still couldn't change the tragedy that was about to happen. Although she kept telling herself to be strong and not let the enemy on the opposite side see her weakness, tears still burst from the corners of her eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay, Wendy, you've done a great job, your mother and I are proud of you." Matthew said softly, and then looked at Cook, seeming to have made some determination, " Let them go and I'll go with you."
"No, you have to follow my plan. I don't believe your verbal promise, Matthew. I will kill your wife and take your daughter away. This condition will not change. Of course, if your daughter is stubborn to the end, I can only kill you together, you know my Matthew, I always do what I say, although it is a pity, I have always regarded you as my son, I have lost a daughter, you don't know that in my At this age, losing another son will be a big blow to me, and my heart is full of grief." The hunchbacked old man said leisurely, "9."
Tears blurred Wendy's eyes. She felt that the shotgun in her hand was extremely heavy and she could no longer lift it, as if it would fall from her hand in the next second, but at the end of her life she was about to run out of strength. For a moment, there was a gunshot from outside the house, followed by two more gunshots, almost connected together, mixed with several screams and the sound of someone falling to the ground.
After that, everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
Only the howling night wind blew across the pasture.
"What the hell is that?" The hunchbacked old man frowned. He was not in the mood to play any more games with Wendy. Taking advantage of the latter's confusion, he shot her directly in the palm, and the shotgun slipped from her palm. Then the hunchbacked old man turned the muzzle of the gun in the direction of the door.