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Chapter 1386 Three types of people: ruthless, stupid, and stupid!(2/2)

"Everyone must die, everyone must die!" he roared, his voice full of madness and despair.

The grenade's ring was torn open, and with crazy determination, it was thrown towards Somo.

Unexpectedly, Sumo casually stretched out his hand to catch the grenade, gently blew the floating dust on it, and then calmly put it into his pocket.

"I forgot to mention that I accidentally gave you the wrong one. What I gave you was actually a bug, not a grenade."

"Grass!"

"It's your turn." Sumo pursed his lips towards Luo Xiang.

Bang!

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xiang shot without hesitation.

The first shot was a little crooked and accidentally hit Ma Benchun's right foot. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted.

"Luo Xiang, you must die a good death. You must kill your benefactor"

Bang, bang, bang!

There was no chance for Ma Benzun to continue cursing, as a series of crisp gunshots came from the wilderness.

"You are a benefactor, so if I send you to die now, am I also your benefactor?"

After firing all the bullets in the gun, Luo Xiang flew up and kicked Ma Benchun as he rolled around on the ground several times, cursing in his mouth.

At this moment, all the depression he had felt since his mistake caused Luo You to become lame seemed to be vented.

In fact, he originally planned to let Somo let Ma Benchun go for once for the sake of old friendship.

But as soon as he heard that this guy's reason for approaching him was actually because of his sister, his anger suddenly boiled over.

Ma Benzun kept bleeding from his mouth, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only a trace of regret.

There are three types of people in the wasteland.

Cruel, stupid, stupid.

He originally thought that Lao Gong was stupid and Lao Zhang was stupid, but he was ruthless.

Now it seems that he is probably the fool.

He kept kicking Ma Benchun until only the air came in and no air came out. Only then did Luo Xiang come out of his crazy state.

Seeing a large pool of blood and flesh on the ground, he took two steps back in fear and asked Somo with his eyes what to do.

"You still have to ask me this, run away!"

From the gathering place not far away, there were already escorts chasing them out following the sound of gunfire.

Somo laughed strangely, and the laughter echoed in the night, with a bit of provocation and teasing.

He spread his long legs and quickly rushed towards the dense reeds, his figure drawing a swift arc in the moonlight.

Luo Xiang stood there, dazed for a moment, and felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

If his father Luo You were here, he would definitely scold him first and then carefully choose his escape route.

How can one be like Somo, rushing forward without any scruples, like a free madman?

"Hey, cousin, wait for me!"

Luo Xiang shouted, with a silly smile on his face, and imitating Somo, he plunged into the reed swamp and ran with all his strength.

The reeds swayed in the night wind, making a rustling sound.

About three or four minutes after the two left, the night guard who heard the noise arrived belatedly.

There were six people in total, four holding swords and the other two holding guns.

Everyone was walking back to back, with fear and caution on their faces, reluctantly heading towards the smell of blood.

"Damn it, are you still causing trouble outside at night and not letting people sleep?"

I saw a pool of blood and flesh on the ground, and even the face, the only identifiable face, had been kicked to pieces.

The captain at the head immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly motioned to the few people behind to come up and be on guard.

If the person lying down could still be identified, they would have to take him back for questioning.

If it is found out that there is any connection, the subsequent troubles will be a headache.

It's better now, since it's a stranger whose identity is unknown, just treat it as a personal grudge.

"There is no one. The shooter has already left."

"Yeah, yeah, we didn't see anything when we came here."

"The shooter was so cautious. He didn't even leave any footprints. We couldn't even chase him if we wanted to."

"That is to say, he had sense and ran away earlier, otherwise he would have been a good looker if we had caught up."

"Hurry up and check it out. It's okay to go back. I'm really in a bad mood this night."

Two rows of bright footprints in the reed swamp were quickly erased by the other five team members who arrived.

The six people destroyed the scene with great understanding, and then swaggered back to the village, asking the person responsible for collecting the corpses to take the pile of rotten meat back and bury it in any hole.

To them, those few gunshots just now were obviously not the kind of noise that can be caused by a local gun.

If you track down such people, you are really a long-lived person who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living.

After a while, two middle-aged men with bitter faces walked out of the gathering place, carrying snakeskin bags and shovels and headed towards the crime scene.

Seeing Ma Benchun on the ground, who was in extremely miserable condition, the two of them smashed his mouth as usual and sighed, who could be so cruel, and then used a shovel to shovel him into a bag.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put on the shovel, a bag of stuff rolled out of Ma Benchun's pocket.

The two of them took it out and looked at it in surprise, and were so shocked that they almost sat on the ground.

"Mom, a bag of candy, is this real or fake?"

"Oh my God, it's true. Come and try it."

As soon as the incredibly sweet hard candy entered their mouths, the two people's expressions immediately changed. This bag of candy was enough for them to collect corpses for a whole year.

"How about us"

"Let's go, let's go, isn't this the day we've been waiting for?"

He hurriedly put Ma Benchun's body into a bag, stuffed it with a few big rocks, and sank it into the river.

The two of them returned to the village as if nothing had happened, packed up some scattered supplies they had accumulated, and fled at night.

For them, where they work is not work, and where they can go with this bag of candy can’t make a home?

Time flies by.

It wasn't until daybreak that Lord Huang of the Reed Marsh learned what happened last night from his daily report.

"The person who saved the Luo family and his son has a standard gun in his hand?"

The middle-aged man, who was called Huang Bapi by outsiders, rolled his eyes and immediately led the escort team straight to the Luo family's earthen house.

But unfortunately, when they arrived, they found that the earthen house had long been empty. The Luo family had already left their home where they had lived for several months as early as night.

Judging from the things left inside, he probably doesn't plan to come back again.

"Go to those people and ask what's going on?"

In fact, the significance conveyed by the standard firearms was so great that Huang Papi still did not give up. He found the person who blocked him last night and found out the name Ma Benchun from many sources.

Ma Benchun was on the Luo family's boat last night. He should know a lot of information.

However, what is surprising is that Ma Benchun, who was found in the morning, was nowhere to be found. Instead, he learned from the escort about the shootout outside the gathering place last night.

There happened to be a man who was beaten to death in the reed marsh. I don't know if it was Ma Benchun.

"Where are the body collectors? Take the body out and let them identify it."

"Lord, we went to look for the body collectors right then. They seem to have run away."

"What?"
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