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.
After that, peace was restored outside. Wendy was nervous, not knowing who the final winner would be.
It wasn't until someone knocked on her door that 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." Zhang Heng's voice came from outside the house.
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not open the door immediately. Instead, she asked, "Are you alone outside?"
"You can take a look under the door."
Wendy lay down on the ground when she heard Zhang Heng's words. Through the crack of the door, she saw a pair of shoes outside.
She opened the door, but she still hid the knife behind her.
"It's over." Zhang Heng, who was outside the door, handed a revolver to Wendy. "I killed the others and caught the guy who pretended to be the sheriff. I'm about to interrogate him. During this period, I need you to keep an eye on the boss downstairs. We don't know the relationship between this group and the townspeople, and we don't know if they have accomplices. It's always good to be cautious."
"Can I listen outside the house if you want to interrogate him?" Wendy asked.
"No, the interrogation scene is probably a little inappropriate for children," Zhang Heng said. "It's better for you to wait outside. I will tell you when I get something out of him."
Without waiting for Wendy's response, Zhang Heng turned around and closed the door.
Wendy walked out of the room and saw the bloodstains downstairs, but Zhang Heng had dragged the bodies into the kitchen. Wendy moved a chair and sat in front of the boss, who was completely paralyzed with fear. In fact, she didn't need to look at him. The boss had just seen two people die in front of him, and one of them had his head blown off. His face was covered in blood, and his legs had turned to jelly. He couldn't run even if he wanted to.
However, Wendy decided to do something. She waved the revolver in her hand and threatened the boss, "Behave. If you dare to move, I will kill you. I'm a good shot."
About twenty minutes later, a gunshot came from the second floor, and Zhang Heng walked out of the house.
"How is it?" Wendy stood up. "Did you get any news about my father?"
"Well, I've basically figured out everything, but I have to go save people first. I'll explain everything to you when I come back."
"Save them? Where?"
"The church, the missing peasants are all there, and there are four guards there."
"Is my father there too?"
"No, your father is not in town, but he should be safe for the time being."
Before Zhang Heng left, he added, "After I leave, close the door of the hotel. Don't let anyone come near. Also, don't trust the townspeople."
"Okay." Wendy nodded.
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he hurriedly carried a bag of weapons out of the hotel.
Wendy watched his figure disappear into the night. When she turned around, she saw that the innkeeper's face was pale. He muttered, "It's over. It's all over."
"What's over?" Wendy asked.
The boss was indifferent when he heard that. He just muttered, "We'll all go to hell."
…
Zhang Heng did not run to the church immediately. Instead, he went to the grocery store that he visited during the day, smashed the door, and stuffed the three shotguns and five revolvers on the shelf into his weapon bag. He also took some ammunition. The grocery store owner heard the noise and came down from upstairs, still wearing his pajamas.
Zhang Heng was stunned when he saw him. He did not realize what was going on. "You … what are you going to do?" he asked dumbly.
"Borrow something. I'll return it to you when I'm done." Zhang Heng put the last box of bullets in and picked up the bag.
The owner finally reacted, and his eyes widened. "Are you trying to rob us? In our town? Aren't you afraid of being arrested by the sheriff? "
"Sheriff Bliss died a long time ago, and he died in your hands. I don't think I have to worry about him anymore. If you are talking about the imposter, I don't think he will have any objection to it," Zhang Heng said.
After that, he kicked the door of the grocery store, put the bag of weapons and ammunition on Radish, and went straight to the church.
When he approached the church, Zhang Heng jumped off the horse.
He hadn't learned how to shoot while riding a horse. However, the experience of drifting at sea had given him a much better sense of balance than the average person. It was only a matter of time before he mastered this skill. Before that, however, he had to dismount and fight.
The door of the church was closed, and there was a faint light coming from inside.
Zhang Heng walked to the door, leaned against it, and fired a shot into the sky. Half a minute later, the door was opened, and a gun barrel poked out. It turned left and right, but there was no one in sight. So its owner, a one-eyed gunman, carefully poked his head out.
Zhang Heng killed the unlucky man with one shot.
After that, he pulled out the revolver from his waist with his left hand and dashed through the gap. He adopted the same strategy as before. First, he broke the kerosene lamp, plunging the church into darkness. After that, he used the light from the Filter Lens to compensate for the damage. Then, he took his time and killed the three gunmen inside.
After Zhang Heng put away the Filter Lens and reignited the kerosene lamp, he saw a group of haggard faces. Most of them were black, and there was a disheveled girl crying in the corner.
Zhang Heng took off his coat and covered her with it. His eyes finally fell on the side of the pulpit, where a strong man stood. The latter should be the leader of this group. When Zhang Heng walked in, many people looked at him in panic. Apparently, they were used to letting him make the decisions.
"How many of you are there?" Zhang Heng asked.
"There are twenty people on the first floor, and thirty 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 someone who can fight. Men and women are fine." Zhang Heng threw the sack with guns and bullets on the ground, then pointed at the bodies on the ground. "Arm yourselves. The sooner, the better. We will leave here in five minutes."
"Sir, are you a bailiff in this area?" someone asked hopefully.
"No, I'm just a passerby," Zhang Heng replied, pulling down the brim of his hat.
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