The fate of writers

Chapter 80 The reverse hunter and prey
"What Qianli said makes sense." Zhou Zhou also felt that it was not safe to stay here.In addition to the first knock on the door, there were also kicks from behind. Fortunately, they used all the heavy objects they could move against the door, and finally the other party left cursing.

"Where are we going? How to get there? The streets must be in chaos, and we are being held hostage when we go out." Zheng Xin objected.

The three fell into a long silence.They can't decide whether it's safer to brave it out or stay here.

……

Let’s not talk about the entanglement between the three of them, but there are always people who have been gathered who have never forgotten their original intentions.They arrived at Du's house in great force.

"Du Chuanfang, do you still remember Hongmei? My healthy sister was kidnapped by you and died of illness within a month. You gave my sister her life back."

"Old Dog Du, aren't you very arrogant when you grab the land, you opened the door!"

"Open the door, open the door!"

"Du Chuanfang, you... I curse you to have no descendants, no place to die."

"Open the door!"

All the doors in the Du family were closed tightly. No matter how many people outside yelled and cursed, they would not open the door. There was no other way but to knock on the door.

The servant blocking the door and the debt-collecting slammer wrestled with each other. In the end, the people outside the door won this unfair game by virtue of their numbers and strength.

The angry man saw the door being knocked open and immediately rushed forward with his hind legs and front legs.They didn't even notice that they encountered almost no decent obstruction. It was the Du family who allowed them to rush in.

The servants blocking the door fell to the ground due to inertia. They moved quickly, got up immediately, gave way to the door, took the wooden sticks against the wall, and stared at the people who rushed in until the last person rushed in. He quietly closed the door and gathered behind him.

The guards were holding knives and guns. Seeing that the encirclement gradually formed, they untied the tightly wrapped knives and guns, showing cold light and murderous aura.

Both the guards and the servants were very excited and had no fear in their hearts.The master said, if you kill one person, you will get a hundred cents, if you kill two people, you will get a drop of money, no upper limit, and if you capture them alive, the amount will be reduced by half.There must be brave men under the heavy rewards. They looked at this group of ferocious people now as if they were looking at walking coins.

People who were driven by anger to seek revenge gradually discovered that something was wrong.They looked around and finally realized that they were being made into dumplings.

The boiling blood cooled down. They were not hunters, but prey attracted by carrots.

"Come up." The steward ordered, and the guards and servants rushed forward impatiently.

"Hey, don't grab it, it's mine."

"This head is mine."

They moved quickly and even fought over each other, as if they were not killing the same kind of pigs, but a group of stupid and unaware pigs.

Under the threat of death, even the boiling blood will be cold, they began to rush to the door they had only managed to break through.Others use their peers to block the knife.

No one took the lead to grab the knife, no one organized a counterattack, and some just flew separately in the face of disaster. They were originally a mob, their fists were not tightly clenched, and the fists they swung naturally had no strength.

Behind them were servants blocking the door. Although beating people with wooden sticks was painful, it was not fatal.They rushed out stepping on the dead bodies of their fellow travelers.There is no grandiose ambition, some only live, live, and live.

The servant can't stop them from coming, and can't stop them from leaving. The servant's eyes are full of heartache when he sees them leaving. It's all money!It's all because he has no strength and can't eat it in his mouth.

In the end, the person who rushed in first was left behind and stayed in the Du family forever.Of course, there are also those who stayed behind on their own initiative. They suffered more suffering and their hatred was even more unforgettable.They pretended to be captured alive and waited for an opportunity.

Of course, those who voluntarily surrender also run the risk of being beheaded. After all, there is no life before death.All those who were wise sought out servants armed with wooden sticks to surrender.They can't kill anyone with a stick, they can't steal the guards, and capturing them alive is money anyway.

Mr. Du walked out of the back hall after the dust had settled. He didn't feel any discomfort when he saw the messy bloody scene in the front yard. Instead, he sneered and said, "No one in Yin County can offend me and get away with it."

An assassin who was closest to him heard it, and said mockingly: "Then Jiang Ling is still doing well, and there is another one named Jiang Gui and one named Jiang Xiulan in the family."

Master Du's mentality collapsed. When he was proud, he would not allow others to talk nonsense. He took out a dagger from his cuff, casually laid it on the ground, and announced: "Whoever kills him in the most painful way will be rewarded with three slings of money. "

The servant who was holding the man down also seemed to be holding it. In a flash, the man he was holding down broke free, picked up the dagger and stabbed it like Master Du.

Mr. Du had no idea that the turtle in the urn could turn over, so he hurriedly avoided it.

Fortunately, the guards hired by Mr. Du were not just for free, and they stopped the assassin immediately.

After this incident, Master Du Xuanwei's heart was also extinguished. There is no need for this group of thieves to communicate, and they all deserve to die.

"It's a waste of food to keep it. Kill it." Master Du waved his hand, signaling for others to do it.

Just then a female voice came: "Stop-"

"Miss, don't run away."

"Don't catch me, I can't let dad make a big mistake."

When Master Du saw his favorite little daughter coming, his expression softened, then he remembered the assassin, and ordered with a straight face: "You, and you take the lady back to pay attention. What's the matter, even one Can’t even a 13-year-old girl watch it?”

One of the people who was pointed out breathed a sigh of relief. She really couldn't bear to watch this cruel and bloody scene, and the young lady shouldn't watch it either.She took the time to take the young lady away.

The little sister was not very old, but she was very nimble. She dodged and dodged a hand, and finally passed five levels and defeated six generals before arriving in front of her father.

"Father, let's not kill them, okay? God has the virtue of good life. If you let them go, you are accumulating blessings." The little sister looked at Du Chuanfang with her big watery eyes.

"It is only useful for living people to accumulate blessings. He just killed me, so you want to?" Master Du asked.

The little sister is in a tangle, she recognizes him and thinks he is a poor man, but he wants to kill my father?

At this moment, Master Jiang ordered: "Blindfold Miss. Kill!"

The little sister didn't care about anything else, and rushed to the nearest 15-year-old boy: "Dad!"

"Aying!" Master Du was about to die of fright.

The person who did it was quick, the knife was fast, and with a few strokes, several heads fell to the ground in an instant.And the knife hanging on the little sister's head was stopped only after a lot of effort by the knife holder.The man with the knife was really scared to death. He almost chopped up the lady just now, it was really scary.

"Father, he looks about my age, and he has a limp, so he won't hurt Dad. Just let him go." The little sister continued to plead.

(End of this chapter)