Chapter 470

After this person finished speaking, he started looking around, and while looking, he shouted:

"Xiao Liu, where did you three go? Come out quickly, no need to guard anymore."

Just as this person finished shouting, only to see the other person point at the marks Wang An had made with tree branches and say with a heavy face: "No, these three must have run into a ruthless person; they were either captured or... it's looking bad."

Hearing this, the first person was clearly stunned, as if he had heard something very terrifying.

After a while, the first person looked around with a face full of fear and said:

"Xiao Liu and the others had three semi-automatics; how could they not even put up any resistance?"

The second person kicked away the marks made by the tree branches and shook his head, saying: "There are clearly bloodstains here; let's go back and notify the boss first; this place is clearly a bit strange."

The first person immediately nodded and said: "Mm, let's go quickly."

The two of them talked and left in a hurry, not even doing something like following the tree branch marks for a while, and they didn't even look back.

And it could be seen that these two were truly running faster than each other, as if there were truly evil ghosts chasing them from behind, and they were all afraid of being left behind.

However, even if these two people's actions were seen by others, no one would probably laugh at them.

Because this is the attitude that normal people generally have when facing unknown fear; one counts as one, everyone is the same.

After all, there is a good old saying: Let the fellow Daoist die, not the poor Daoist! Of course, if they were close relatives or brothers who had gone through life and death together, and encountered this kind of situation, that would definitely be another result.

After Wang An drove the sled onto the road, his tightly hanging heart still didn't relax.

The main thing was that Wang An didn't know whether the other party knew where his home was.

If they were to find their way to his home, Wang An felt that he would inevitably become a true "big madman", a big madman who only knew how to kill.

Until he passed Yangshu Village, Wang An hadn't discovered any suspicious people and instantly felt much more at ease.

But when Wang An arrived at a position a bit past the middle of Kaoshan Village and Yangshu Village, Wang An's eyes instantly narrowed.

And Wang An's entire face became cold as ice, and the murderous aura around his whole body seemed to have condensed into substance.

It could be seen that at this moment, Wang An was very angry; it was practically a raging flame.

Subconsciously, Wang An called the big horse to a stop, casually pulled out his Type 56 semi-automatic from under the sled, quickly loaded it, and then aimed it directly at his face.

After doing this, Wang An didn't fire, but just kept the aiming posture without moving.

The reason Wang An was like this was because by the side of the road about 300 meters away from Wang An, a horse was parked there at this moment.

And this horse was the horse ridden by the out-of-towner Wang An had run into earlier.

In fact, normally speaking, Wang An shouldn't have recognized it.

Because mules and horses in this era were the most important means of transportation, so the number of horses that looked similar was quite large.

And at such a long distance, even a horse looked about the size of a small sheep.

Therefore, no matter how good Wang An's eyesight was, Wang An couldn't see the details on a horse.

Yet, in the words of the locals, this person was very "flashy", that is, very "showy".

On the mane at the horse's neck and the mane on the horse's tail, many red cloth strips were tied respectively. In fact, tying cloth strips on the mane of mules and horses is very normal, and there are quite a few people who do this.

Because this situation in the local area, or rather in the entire Northeast, is a kind of "warning" meaning.

You have to know that all mules and horses with red cloth strips tied to them represent that this mule or horse has a very irritable personality and is very easy to kick people.

Or that this mule or horse is very wary of strangers, and strangers must not approach it.

In short, as long as you see a mule or horse with red cloth strips tied to its mane, you must remember to stay far away; it will save you from being bitten or suddenly getting a kick.

Of course, it's not just red cloth strips; if other colored cloth strips are tied to the mane, you should also try to stay far away.

Because this cloth strip is definitely not something the owner of the mule or horse tied on because they were full and had nothing to do, or were bored and had to tie such a thing on the horse.

But, normally, one is tied, either on the horse's neck or on the horse's tail; at most, to be more eye-catching, two are tied, one in the front and one in the back.

But this kid was different; adding up all the cloth strips in the front and back, a rough look would show at least several dozen.

To say nothing else, Wang An had truly never seen any mule or horse with so many red cloth strips tied to its neck and tail.

Not to mention anything else, just the cloth used to cut these cloth strips would be quite a lot.

Therefore, this person was truly very "flashy"! It was also because of his "flashy" behavior that his horse was directly remembered by the observant Wang An.

After another few minutes, Wang An finally discovered that a person had drilled out of the woods, and while walking out, he was pulling up his pants.

So this kid had gone to take a dump.

And the reason it's said he went to take a dump instead of taking a piss is because on this kind of forest road, as a man, you just stand by the side of the road and solve it; you wouldn't drill into the woods at all.

Wang An saw this person, carefully identified him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Because the thing carried on this kid's back was that strip-shaped sack that Wang An had looked at several times before.

Only to hear a "bang" of a gunshot, and this kid, who was pulling up his pants, was given a headshot by Wang An!

It must be said that fortunately, this kid was shot dead by Wang An after he finished taking a dump.

Otherwise, after a person dies, the brain cannot control the nerves of the whole body.

That is to say, if this kid had been shot dead by Wang An before he wanted to take a dump, then the shit in this kid's stomach would definitely have been dumped in his pants.

And after a while, Wang An would still have to strip this kid's clothes and pants... oh my god, just thinking about it is damn disgusting!

After Wang An successfully gave this kid a headshot, in order to vent the anger in his heart, he fired three more shots at this kid's corpse.

Only then did the anger in Wang An's heart decrease a lot.

Immediately following this, Wang An, while pressing bullets into the gun, shouted "Giddy-up" at the big horse.

When Wang An finished emptying this kid's pockets and checked the things he had pulled out of his pockets, Wang An's teeth instantly gnashed with a "creak".

And Wang An's fists were clenched tight once again!

(End of chapter)