Famine: I farmed and saved the world

Chapter 143 Dog bites dog

"You look down on our Brother Da Biao too much, just such a woman, let alone Brother Da Biao, even I can handle it, but listening to the news just now, Brother Da Biao should be at a loss at the hands of that woman, I don't know. Whether you were bitten or scratched, don't bite in the wrong place and bite Big Biao to pieces."

"That's not true. If it was like what you said, Brother Da Biao would probably have killed people long ago because he was so angry, and he wouldn't be busy enjoying it."

"You make fun of Big Biao, be careful when he comes out to clean up you."

"Ha ha ha ha."

They had the same thoughts as Brother Da Biao before, seeing that Jiang Wan was a weak woman, only to be bullied by Brother Da Biao, they never thought that the one who was beaten was their boss.

Big Brother Big Biao heard the voices coming from outside, and wanted to scold his mother in anger. I was about to die inside, enjoy the fart!
The mutton was roasted on the fire, and the smell of the meat slowly filled the whole yard, diluting the bloody smell from the house a lot.

A man cut off a large piece of meat from a leg of lamb, stuffed it into his mouth and gnawed his mouth full of oil, "Xiang, it would be nice if there was wine. Shall we call Big Biao out to eat it?"

"Forget it, let eldest brother play for a while, we'll just leave some for him."

A group of younger brothers gathered around the fire to eat deliciously. The north wind howled into the yard. These people were not too cold at all, but no one came into the house to see the miserable condition of Big Biao.

"Did you hear anything?" One of the men was nibbling on the meat, and suddenly stopped to listen.

Seeing his inexplicable appearance, the others stopped and listened carefully, the wind, the faint breathing of Big Biao, the cries of the hostages above the house, the crackling of the fire, and no other special sounds. .

"No, what did you hear?"

The man concentrated for a moment, "There is indeed a voice, a sharp laughter, which seems to be carried by the wind, like the voice of a woman laughing at her throat."

They pricked up their ears and listened for a long time, but they didn't hear it, "Damn, why do you suddenly feel a chill on your back when you say that, don't scare us."

"It suddenly feels eerie when you say it."

The man firmed his thoughts, "Listen carefully, there really is."

"Hurry up and eat your mutton, keep your body warm and avoid the cold, don't scare people here." The companion beside him took a piece of mutton and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

At this moment, a sharp laughter came into his ears, like a woman's laughter, and like a baby's scream, and if he listened carefully, it was a little like the roar of a beast. This strange sound was getting closer and closer. close.
"Fuck, what kind of sound is this?" The strange sound went straight to his ears, making him almost sit on the ground in fright.

Others obviously heard it, and they stood up in panic and were at a loss. They were not afraid of violence or death, they were afraid of this kind of strange power and chaos.

Human beings will have an inexplicable fear of the unknown, which is instinct and cannot be overcome.

The sound changed from one to two, and then to three to four, and the 3D sound from far to near surrounded their ears, making their legs go weak.

"Call the boss, hurry up and call the boss, what the hell is this, it's too scary."

"Fuck, enter the house, and then go into the house."

A group of people seemed to be chased by dogs, throwing away their armor and drilling into the house.

Jiang Wan listened to the voices outside, knew that Dad Jiang's task was completed, and threw the sharp knife into the space again, and didn't bother to care about Brother Da Biao, who was lying half-dead in a pool of blood.

Before the people outside came in, he jumped and kicked the door of the stairwell, locked the door again, and piled up the debris behind the door to block the door, and ran upstairs in three steps. .

The hostages were locked on the third floor, and two men were guarding with long machetes in their hands. When they saw Jiang Wan running up, they were obviously stunned. This woman should be downstairs, why did she come upstairs? already?

He was just stunned for a moment, and when he heard the screams of the people below, he knew something had happened, and he quickly bullied him and wanted to hold Jiang Wan down.

Jiang Wan was already prepared for this. Holding a long wooden stick on a shovel in his hand, he picked up the machetes in their hands at an extremely fast speed and hit the lower plate.

In just one encounter, the two of them were easily put down by Jiang Wan, pulling the collars of the two of them, dragging them to the rooftop, and at the edge, they pressed the heads of the two and threw them directly outside. Come two muffled beeps.

Her actions were neat and tidy, without a trace of sloppiness, without any hesitation when she threw it downstairs, without blinking her eyes. Clothes appear to be soiled.

The hostages who were tied up and piled on the ground, watching Jiang Wan complete this series of actions, were all stunned. This little girl is really powerful. Not only can she fight, but she is also ruthless.

Jiang Wan stood on the roof and watched the snow-white coconut and Dad Jiang return to the team not far away, and then listened to the sound of biting downstairs, as well as the screams of people, and gestured to the team in the distance, saying that it was okay. The network is closed.

"Cow criticism!" He Xianzhong, who was squatting beside Nanny Jiang and Mama Jiang, stared at the two of them, and was secretly amazed at the handsome gesture of Jiang Wanhua's palms on the top of the building.

He has always thought that this family is very powerful, the people are strong, the dogs they raise are also smart, and they have saved countless people. They are a very capable group of people.

He now felt that he had underestimated them before, so Jiang Wan's courage to enter the enemy camp alone, not only rescued the hostages, but also assisted in completing the double-kill strategy,
As well as the calmness and composure when he killed the murder just now, even he had to exclaim and feel ashamed. Is this family really just what he sees on the surface, are they honest farmers?

Seeing Jiang Wan standing calmly on the roof, Jiang Nian pulled He Xianzhong and asked, "How is it? What's the matter? Is my granddaughter okay?"

He Xianzhong comforted her, "It's okay, those bad guys have been dealt with, Jiang Wan and the hostages are now safe."

Mama Jiang listened and breathed a sigh of relief. She was so frightened just now that she almost didn't scare her heart out. Then she saw Papa Jiang who came back from a walk with a coconut not far away, still humming a little song in her mouth. Jiang's mother picked up a stick from the ground and was about to beat him up.

"Old Jiang, what do you think of your daughter? You go out for a walk and let our daughter enter the thief's den to take risks. How can you be so powerful? See if I don't beat you well today." Jiang mother chased Jiang father with a stick.

Jiang Dad, who had completed the task and came back when he was done, was in a good mood. When he saw Jiang Mama, who was approaching with a big stick, he was so frightened that he didn't have time to explain, so he turned around and ran away.

He couldn't just stand there and wait to be beaten up, he couldn't tell the bitterness in his heart, and he wasn't idle, why was he the one being scolded every time.

The moment the officers in front saw Jiang Wan's gesture, they immediately sent someone to cooperate with Jiang Wan's plan to protect the people of the team and to encircle and suppress the village at the same time.

At this time, the village has become a mess of porridge, and the scene can be called a real dog bites a dog.

　When I wrote this chapter in the early hours of yesterday, I always felt a chill on my back, and I was scared. It seemed that the weird scenes had to be written during the day, otherwise I would feel gloomy when I wrote them.

　　
　
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