Wendy finally heard the long-awaited gunshot, but the fierce battle she imagined did not happen. The gunshot only lasted for less than a minute and ended.
Afterwards, calm was restored outside, and Wendy felt uneasy, not knowing which side was the final winner.
When someone knocked on her door, Wendy suddenly became nervous again. She looked around and finally grabbed the fruit knife on the table.
"I hope you won't stab me when I go in later." Zhang Heng's voice came from outside the house.
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't open the door immediately, but asked, "Are you alone outside?"
"You can lie down under the crack of the door and take a look."
Wendy really fell down when she heard the words, and only saw a pair of shoes outside through the crack of the door.
Only then did she open the door, but hid the knife behind her back.
"It's over." Zhang Heng said outside the door, and handed a revolver to Wendy at the same time, "I killed the others, caught the guy who pretended to be a sheriff, and was about to interrogate him. Keep an eye on the boss below, we don't know the relationship between this group of people and the people in the town for the time being, and we don't know if they have any accomplices, so there is always nothing wrong with being cautious."
"You're going to interrogate him, can I listen outside?" Wendy asked.
"No, the interrogation scene might be a bit inappropriate." Zhang Heng said, "It's better for you to wait outside, and I'll tell you if I ask something."
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, without waiting for Wendy's reaction, he turned around and went back, closing the door by the way.
Wendy walked out of the room and saw the blood stains downstairs, but Zhang Heng had dragged the corpse into the kitchen, so she couldn't see it anymore. Wendy moved a chair and sat in front of the boss who was completely paralyzed by fright. In fact, she didn't need to look at it. He saw that the latter had just seen two people die in front of him, and one of them was shot in the head, plasma splashed all over his face, his legs were already limp, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.
But Wendy still decided to do something, waved the revolver in her hand, and frightened the other party again, "Be honest, I will kill you if you dare to move around, my marksmanship is very good."
About 20 minutes later, there was a gunshot from the second floor, and then Zhang Heng walked out of the house.
"How is it?" Wendy stood up, "Have you heard from my father?"
"Well, the matter is basically cleared up, but I have to save people first, and I will explain to you when I come back later." Zhang Heng said.
"Save people, where?"
"The church, where the missing farmers are, and there are four guards in that place."
"Is my father there too?"
"No, your father is out of town, but he should be in no danger for the time being."
Before Zhang Heng left, he added, "After I'm gone, close the door of the hotel and don't let other people approach. Also, don't trust the people in the town."
"Okay." Wendy nodded.
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he hurried out of the hotel with a weapon bag in his arms.
Wendy watched his figure disappear into the night, but when she turned around, she found that the innkeeper's face was pale, and she muttered, "It's over, it's over."
"What's over?" Wendy asked.
The boss was indifferent when he heard the words, he just murmured, "We will all go to hell."
...
Zhang Heng didn't rush to the church right away, but first went to the grocery store he had been to during the day, smashed the door and went in, and stuffed the three shotguns and five revolvers on the shelf into himself. He also took some ammunition from his weapon pouch, and the puller at the grocery store came down the stairs, still in his pajamas, when he heard the movement.
Seeing that Zhang Heng was stunned, still a little unconscious of what happened, he asked stupidly, "You... what are you going to do?"
"Borrow something, and I'll return it to you when I'm done using it." Zhang Heng put the last box of bombs in and picked up the bag.
Only then did the boss come to his senses, his eyes widened, "Are you going to rob? In our town? Aren't you afraid of being arrested by the sheriff?"
"The sheriff of Bliss is dead long ago, and he died at your hands. I don't think I need to worry about him. If you are talking about the impostor, I don't think he will have any objection to that." .” Zhang Heng said.
After speaking, he directly kicked open the door of the grocery store, put the bag of weapons and ammunition on Carrot, and then went straight to the church one by one.
When approaching the church, Zhang Heng jumped off his horse.
Now he has not learned to shoot while riding a horse, but his experience of drifting on the sea has made his balance much better than ordinary people. It will be a matter of time before he masters this skill. However, before that, he still only Can dismount and fight.
The door of the church was closed tightly, and there was a faint light from inside.
Zhang Heng walked to the door, leaned against the door, and fired a gun into the sky. Half a minute later, the door was opened with a gap, and a gun barrel stuck out. It turned left and right, but saw no one, so it The master, a one-eyed gunman poked his head out cautiously.
Zhang Heng killed the unlucky ghost with one shot.
Afterwards, he drew out the revolver at his waist with his left hand, and passed through the gap. He still adopted the same strategy as before. First, he smashed the kerosene lamp, plunged the church into darkness, and then used the [filter lens] to With light compensation, the three gunmen inside were dealt with in a leisurely manner.
After Zhang Heng put away the [filter lens] and re-lit the kerosene lamp, haggard faces were reflected, most of them were black, and there was a disheveled girl covering her face and crying by the corner.
Zhang Heng took off his coat and put it on her body. His eyes finally fell on a man with a strong body beside the pulpit. The latter should be the leader of the group, because when Zhang Heng walked in, no Few people looked at him in panic, obviously they were used to letting him make up their minds.
"How many people do you have?" Zhang Heng asked.
"There are twenty people on the first floor, and thirty people on the second floor, but most of them are women and children. They killed half of the men." The strong black man said, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
"Okay, pick some people who can fight, men and women are good." Zhang Heng threw the sack containing the gun and bullets on the ground, and pointed to the corpse on the ground, "Arm up, the sooner the better, We'll be out of here in five minutes."
"Sir, are you the bailiff nearby?" Someone asked hopefully.
"No, I'm just a passerby." Zhang Heng replied, pulling down the brim of his hat.