Before I could turn around and close the door, gunfire rang out outside.
Several holes were immediately punched through the door panel.
I pushed Shiry Yang quickly up to the second floor.
Shiry Yang stuffed the books on the table into his backpack, pointed to the back window and said, "Go out the same way.
I saw a few cars parked outside.
Let's get out of here first."
I threw myself at the back window and saw that there was indeed a small truck parked under the big tree that had not yet turned off.
Standing next to the truck were two fat and strong middle-aged men.
When they saw me, they immediately called out to their companions and started from there.
A shotgun was taken out of the carriage.
Once suppressed by firepower, it will be difficult for us to find a chance to break through.
There was neither ammunition nor food in the house, and Shiry Yang and I just couldn't afford it.
Thinking of this, I raised my hand and shot, hitting the middle-aged man holding the gun at the foot.
He was startled and hurriedly rolled and crawled behind the truck.
Taking advantage of the gap, I hugged Shiry Yang and lifted her to the window.
"You go first, I'll cover you."
She didn't dare to wait, so she climbed onto the branch and flew down.
After a few moves, she rolled over to the outside of the yard.
The two middle-aged men only paid attention to my movements and never thought that she was ambushing them.
I shot at the people downstairs.
They panicked, raised their shotguns and began to fight back.
Shiry Yang, who was hiding under the tree, took advantage of this gap to kick one of the men over, and snatched his gun away with three strikes.
Another middle-aged man saw his partner being arrested.
He rolled over and ran straight to the main entrance without looking back.
I gave a thumbs up, signaling her to get in the car first, and then she climbed onto the window sill to get up the tree.
Unexpectedly, Shirey Yang suddenly raised her hands towards me and shook them vigorously.
Because we were far away, I could only see her mouth moving.
Can't hear the words clearly.
"Speak louder, do you still have something to get?"
I was confused by her, but saw Shiry Yang suddenly pick up the shotgun and aim it in my direction.
I was startled and immediately understood what she meant: there was someone behind me.
The moment Shiry Yang raised the gun, I quickly turned around.
The cold wind whistled past my ears, and I suddenly felt burning pain in my cheeks.
The attacker was dressed in a smart outfit, with a cowboy hat on his head and a dagger in his hand.
He was dressed in a nondescript manner, making it difficult to distinguish between Chinese and Western.
I was busy covering for Shirey Yang and didn't even notice anyone coming upstairs.
Moreover, there is a power grid across the outside.
No matter how he looks, this person does not look like the local people.
In the blink of an eye, the guy stabbed again.
I raised my arm to block, and found that the opponent was extremely strong.
He used this bear power to force me to the window.
During the fierce battle, there was loud gunfire downstairs.
The guy was actually more surprised than me and almost jumped up on the spot.
I am even more certain that he is not the same group as the besiegers outside.
"Huh, everyone is a turtle in a urn.
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You want to die together?"
I yelled in Chinese.
He tensed up, obviously understanding what I meant.
He made several knife gestures at me, then jumped out of the window in a panic.
How could I let him get away?
When he turned around, I raised my right elbow and punched him in the waist.
He was suddenly attacked in mid-air.
He couldn't dodge, and his waist and abdomen hit the window sill directly.
He let out a deep groan, which hurt just listening to it.
Before he could get up, I grabbed his shoulder blades from behind.
This man had average hands and only relied on his own strength to dare to commit murder with weapons.
I kicked the dagger into the corner and asked him sternly about his identity.
The man refused to give in and kept twisting and struggling.
I was about to press for interrogation when a wave of heat suddenly came from behind me.
The man was also surprised.
We turned around at the same time and found that there was a fire downstairs.
Damn it, those foreign devils actually set fire to the house, it's so unethical.
I had no time to think about anything else.
The small window became the only escape route.
The man didn't react slowly and said in a deep voice: "If you continue to make trouble, you will die.
Let go."
He took the lead and raised his hands and stopped struggling.
I didn't want to get entangled with him in the critical moment.
The two of them climbed along the branches to escape and climbed out of the courtyard wall.
In order to prevent him from doing anything, I insisted on staying behind.
Shiry Yang stood under the big tree and was ready to respond.
The man was not willing to give in.
He was thinking about escaping as soon as he landed, but Shirey Yang kept a close eye on him and never moved the gun away from his head.
"Get in the car and get out of here first."
The noisy shouting made me feel chilly.
I originally thought it was just an ordinary civil dispute, but it seems that I underestimated the danger of blind obedience.
In that case, no matter how small the disturbance or remarks are, they will be ignored.
Infinitely amplified, eventually causing unpredictable damage.
He beat and kicked the man into the back seat.
Shiry Yang jumped onto the driver's seat and drove quickly in the opposite direction.
This escape happened suddenly, and for a while I had no feasible plan in my mind.
Shiry Yang was also ill and sought medical treatment urgently.
The pickup truck was speeding through the woods, driving wherever there was a road without thinking about where to escape.
I was a little annoyed and took off the man's cowboy hat.
Under the hat was the face of an Asian man, about fifty years old, with a resolute face and silver hair on his temples.
Seeing me glaring at him, he immediately glared back.
There is no such person in my memory, and his inexplicable hostility puzzles me.
"You know him?"
Shiry Yang glanced in the rear mirror a few times and continued to concentrate on driving.
I was also curious, so I simply removed the muzzle of the gun and asked him in a calm tone: "We have nothing to do, where are you from and why did you attack us?"
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He remained silent, his eyes constantly switching between me and Shiry Yang, not knowing what was going on in his mind.
The truck bumped and wandered in the woods, occasionally rubbing against the surrounding trees.
The road conditions were very bad.
After all, the man was old, and his breathing became rapid under the repeated bumps.
I thought to myself, weren't you very impressive when you were playing with the dagger?
Why am I starting to get motion sickness now?
He clasped the armrests of the car door tightly with both hands.
After a while, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead.
It looked like it was more than just motion sickness.
I opened the storage box in the car and found half a bottle of mineral water.
I looked at the date and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, so I grabbed his neck and drank it all.
"Ahem, cough, cough."
After drinking the cold water, his spirits improved a little.
He leaned back on the chair, pointed at Shiry Yang and me and asked, "Who among you is from the Yang family?"
"Who are you looking for?"
I puffed up my chest and instinctively blocked his glance towards Shiry Yang.
The car suddenly jolted and I almost rolled out of the seat.
Shiry Yang turned around and said: "Turn off the engine, there is no fuel."
I cursed, opened the car door and looked around.
There were trees everywhere, so green that I couldn't even tell the difference between east, west and north.
In addition to the breathing of the three of us in the chaotic woods, there were constant footsteps and noisy shouts getting closer and closer to us.
The group of people did not give up the search, but ran after us.
The thick smoke rising from the top of the woods showed the tragic end of the Yang family's old house.
Shiry Yang opened the car door and pulled the man out.
She was very excited, and even if the King of Heaven came, I probably wouldn't be able to persuade her at this time.
"Let's go, walk."
She pushed the man with white temples sternly through the woods with a stern face.
I asked her if she could tell the way out.
Shiry Yang said: "It took too long and I can only find the approximate location.
They are all local residents.
We have no advantage in the woods.
We have to find the way out as soon as possible.
It is best to find it." time highway.”
The possibility of finding the way back in the vast sea of trees was slim, let alone going back to the road.
Besides, we have a big problem with us.
I once suspected that he was the murderer mentioned by the townspeople, hiding day and night in the abandoned Yang house to hide from others.
But if you think about it carefully, you will understand that this speculation is too unreliable.
First of all, we checked the house thoroughly when we entered it.
Except for the broken lock on the door, there was no sign of intrusion.
Secondly, in light of the town residents’ habit of setting fire to houses, if there was such a person hiding in the house, they would still If the copycats had not demolished the Yang family long ago, they would not have had the attack after seeing us in person.
I speculate that they just suspected that someone was hiding in the house, and they might even have conducted an investigation.
But when they found nothing, they had to temporarily repair the Internet and power supply to isolate the Yang family's old house.
That's why when Shiry Yang and I suddenly appeared in town, they were as excited as if they had been given a shot of blood.
A mystery that has troubled the residents of Yuta Town for many days is about to be revealed.
How can they not be excited?
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Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think about another thing: What happened in the town so big that everyone, even the law enforcement officers, were in disarray?
"Brother, when did you arrive in town?"
The man didn't expect my attitude to suddenly change 180 degrees, and said awkwardly: "It's been a while."
"Oh, we just arrived and came back to worship our ancestors.
Your accent doesn't sound like Chinese, you're from mainland China."
He said "hmm" first, then shut his mouth alertly, strode to follow Shirey Yang's footsteps, and stopped talking to me.
I walked at the tail of the team, keeping an eye on my surroundings while observing this man with white hair.
He walked with a limp, but his figure was upright and not sick at all.
It didn't look like he had suffered a new injury.
His legs might have been disabled for a long time.
When he was in the car, he asked about our identities, which showed that this person had a clear purpose and had long known that the abandoned house belonged to the Yang family.
He came to the United States from the mainland thousands of miles away, why did he find the Yang family?
Judging from their age alone, it is more likely that he and Professor Yang are old acquaintances.
If he was really looking for friends, why did he suddenly hit me in the attic without even saying a word?
Recalling his vicious expression, I couldn't help but write a heavy question mark in my heart, and decided to answer the question Before finding out, he must not be allowed to know that Shiry Yang is a descendant of the Yang family.
Shiry Yang relied on his childhood memories to lead us through the woods.
In order to avoid being surrounded by the pursuing townspeople, I would climb up the tree tops from time to time to look around.
Thank God, the people chasing us were ordinary people.
In such a sparse and thin barrier forest, a few hunters with a little experience would be enough to surround us
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