Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1255 We must not favor one over the other
At this moment, the sack in the man's hand was rolled down about halfway from the opening, so the contents of the sack were clearly displayed in front of Wang An and the other five.

Inside were all sorts of watches and digital watches, cash of varying denominations, exquisite leather wallets, a few gold earrings, gold rings and gold bracelets, and various silver ornaments that were not very valuable.

Besides these common items, there were also several silver dollars, a few ancient silver ingots, and a few small gold coins.

It has to be said that there were quite a few valuable treasures on this train, and Wang An believed that there was definitely more than just one such sack.

What shocked Wang An the most was that there were several large gold teeth with blood streaks in them, and a gold thumb ring with a severed finger in the sack.

In other words, these people not only broke off a passenger's gold tooth, but also chopped off his thumb, which was wearing a thumb ring.

This shows just how crazy and cruel these guys must be.

After the man holding the sack finished speaking, seeing that Wang An and the other five men didn't move and were just staring blankly at the contents of the sack, he sneered:
"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill us for money? Do you really want us to do it ourselves?"

By the time he uttered the last word, the man's face had turned extremely pale. He turned to the person beside him and said:

"You two, go and bleed them a little to wake them up."

After saying this, the person muttered to himself:
"Damn it, why do I keep running into these jerks every day? It's unbelievable."

Wang An remained silent, simply watching the performance of these people.

The reason Wang An didn't act immediately was because he wanted to observe. These people dared to be so arrogant and cruel, so it was impossible for them not to be armed.

Keep in mind that this is a sleeper car. Although Wang An didn't know what the passengers in this car did, he felt that there should be a few capable and courageous individuals among them.

But so much time has passed, and everyone has remained very quiet, not a single person has shown their true colors. Even with the temperament of Northeasterners, this shouldn't be the case.

Therefore, Wang An concluded that although most of the people in this group were scumbags armed with machetes, there must be some of them carrying guns, and more than one.

In other words, those who have the strength and ability to act bravely and righteously have all been firmly controlled by guns.

After all, in reality, martial arts have absolutely no advantage when facing bullets. Those heroes who can dodge bullets with their movements and disarm guns with their bare hands only exist in movies.

Anyway, if there were a gun pointed at Wang An, even if it was just a single bullet, Wang An would be very obedient until the bullet was fired.

Just as the two henchmen, knives in hand, were about to walk past the man and continue on their way, Wang An swiftly pulled out his Type 54 pistol, pointed it at the group, and said with a half-smile:
"Come on, every single one of you, kneel down."

Wang Andu drew his gun, and Mu Xueli and Wang Li naturally followed suit, so the entire cubicle became very quiet for a moment.

Even the boy with the sack stood there, too afraid to move.

After Wang An finished speaking, seeing that although the men had put down their knives, they were still standing there without any intention of kneeling, he continued with a smile:
"Are you betting on whether I dare to fire, or on whether my gun is unloaded? Heh heh heh."

As he spoke, Wang An slowly got off the table, put on his shoes, and then stood by the table and said:
"I'll count to three. If you don't kneel down after I count to three, don't blame me. Hehehehe." Wang An sneered as soon as he finished speaking.

The boy who had been left in the corridor by Wang An, lying on the middle bunk opposite, subconsciously rubbed the spot on his head where he had bumped it, showing that he had indeed been pretending to be asleep when Wang An woke him up and told him to move.

After a cold laugh, Wang An began to count:

"Three, two, one."

As soon as the word "one" was uttered, Wang An pointed his gun at the knee of the boy holding the sack and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

However, after firing the first shot, Wang An did not pause at all and began to pull the trigger repeatedly.

After emptying a whole magazine, Wang An slowly took out a fully loaded magazine and replaced the Type 54 pistol with a new one.

Meanwhile, the three robbers in the cubicle, and the two robbers standing guard in the corridor, were all sitting or leaning against the wall, groaning in pain.

There was no way around it; all five men had been shot in the knees, and three of them had also been shot in the wrists of the men holding knives. The pain was unbearable for most people, so their screams were understandable.

However, after Wang An reloaded, he continued firing without stopping. After taking a slight aim, Wang An pulled the trigger twice more in quick succession.

That's right, Wang An stopped after pulling the trigger only twice. The main reason was that Wang An felt that no matter what he did, he had to be fair and just, and he absolutely could not do things in a way that favored one person over another.

At this point, Wang An could see a total of 5 people. If 3 of them had been shot in the wrist and knee, then the remaining 2 certainly couldn't have only been shot in the knee.

Therefore, Wang An's two shots were merely to achieve "fairness".

After firing the gun, Wang An, with a smile but a face full of reproach, said to the five men:

"Look, look! I told you to kneel down, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what happened, you got shot! Sigh, it's all your fault for not listening to me."

These people were too busy wailing to answer Wang An's question, but Wang An kept rambling on:

"Tell me, aren't you all shameless? Huh? How can you be so shameless?"
Besides, what the hell are you all doing? Why do you have to rob people? There are so many other things you could do.

Learning to rob is one thing, but not even mastering it? Damn, I'm ashamed for you guys!

As he spoke, Wang An kicked the machetes they had thrown on the ground aside to prevent them from picking them up again with their only remaining hand.

Of course, Wang An also took the sack full of good stuff to his bunk. This was the strongest evidence and could not be ignored.

Although Wang An's mouth was busy, his mind began to wander.

(End of this chapter)