Wandering America: My kill threshold is far ahead

Chapter 94 In the next life, remember not to mess with the wrong person again.

"Throw your backpack at me, and hurry up."

Even when threatened at gunpoint by robbers, Jimmy still tries to bluff his way out.

In his view, losing payments twice in a row is essentially tantamount to social death.

The people in the camp won't care about that; they'll just think you did it on purpose, that you hired actors to put on a show.

"Hey kid, are you deaf? Hurry up!"

This guy is very emotional and looks like he could lose control at any moment.

"Give it to him," Ma Jieke whispered from the side.

Money belongs to others, but life belongs to yourself. When you're out in the world, you have to know when to back down. That's called a wise man who doesn't suffer losses in front of him.

Jimmy reluctantly took off his backpack and threw it at the other person's feet.

The robber held a gun in one hand and unzipped his backpack with the other, quickly finding the cash inside.

"Hey buddy, you've got the money, can you leave now?"

To calm him down, Ma Jieke continued to psychologically numb him: "Don't worry, I won't call the police because I don't have legal identification and I didn't see your face clearly, so it would be pointless to call them."

"Shut up, stop talking nonsense." The robber stuffed the brown paper bag back into his backpack, slung it over his shoulder, and said.

He glared fiercely at Ma Jieke: "You filthy Chinaman, kneel down now, or I'll fuck you to death!"

Huh? Ma Jie was stunned. No, killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, right? The local gang is really being rude.

"I'll count to three, or I'll say goodbye to your brains."

"Three...two...two.five..."

"OK, OK, don't shoot, buddy, I'll do it right away."

Ma Jieke bent his knees in great distress, but the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off.

Logically speaking, once you've robbed someone, you should flee the scene immediately. Why bother arguing with the victim?

If I were a real beauty, you could impulsively kidnap me, but the problem is I don't have that ability.

Pointing at the dark muzzle of his gun, Ma Jieke tried to find a way out of the predicament.

After all, judging from this, even if you kneel down to him, he might not let you go, as if the two of you had some past grievances.

Just as Ma Jie's knees were about to touch the ground, a running sound suddenly came from the garbage heap, as if something was moving quickly towards them.

"Who?" The robber had barely reacted when a dark figure lunged at him.

"Ah!" With a scream, Ma Jieke finally saw clearly that it was a yellow and white stray dog.

The beast moved with incredible speed, biting the robber's calf.

He immediately pointed his gun at the stray dog ​​that had attacked him and tried to pull the trigger.

At the same time, Ma Jieke performed a tactical roll on the spot and skillfully drew his sidearm from his lower back.

The right knee, the instep of the right foot, and the left foot form a stable triangular support.

Bang! A standard kneeling shot, the bullet flew at explosive speed, hitting the robber in the chest with an initial velocity of 400 meters per second.

Bang! An even louder gunshot rang out, but because the guy was hit first, the bullet trajectory deflected sharply and missed the dog.

Bang! Bang! Ma Jie raised his hand and fired two more shots, one hitting his shoulder and the other his knee, instantly splattering blood everywhere.

The robber couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground in agony.

Ma Jie quickly moved closer, stepping on the wrist holding the gun to disarm him first.

"Woof woof woof." The dog was nearly shot, but it wasn't scared off. Instead, it continued to bite his calf.

A large chunk of flesh and skin was torn off, the wound was horrifying, and he cried out in pain.

"Oh, it's you, little guy. Well done!"

MaJack finally recognized it clearly; it was the Staffordshire Bull Terrier from yesterday, the one he had fed a bag of sausages to and which almost got attached to him.

Is this a way of repaying a debt of gratitude? Great job, Paw Patrol!

If it hadn't launched a surprise attack, I would definitely be dead here today.

"You son of a bitch, of all people to rob, you have to rob a homeless person? Are you even human?"

Ma Jieke acted like a living Yama, stepping on his wound.

Hearing the pig-like screams of agony, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

"I'd like to see what the hell you look like."

As he spoke, he tore the stockings off his face, and to his surprise, it turned out to be the black man he had expelled from the camp yesterday.

Jimmy recognized him at a glance, covering his mouth in disbelief, unable to believe it was real.

We all live in the same community, so even if we don't become friends, we should at least be neighbors or acquaintances, right?

Even crows know to feed their parents, yet you not only disregard this old kindness but also turn around and do something so cruel?

"Jimmy, Jack, I made a mistake. Please forgive me. I don't want to die. Get me to the hospital quickly."

The black man was shot three times, and his blood was rapidly draining away. He had no other consciousness besides the will to survive.

"Save you?" Ma Jie sneered. "Do you want to listen to what you're saying? Even a dog understands more than you."

"Waaaaah... Mommy, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die..."

"Calling me 'Grandma' won't do you any good." Ma Jie gripped the pistol tightly, pointing it at his forehead: "In your next life, remember not to mess with the wrong person again."

Bang! The bullet shattered the skull, granting instant liberation.

The black man's eyes were wide open like a dead fish, his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

This was the first time Ma Jieke had committed murder on his own initiative, but he felt no remorse whatsoever.

First, from a legal perspective, this falls under the category of legitimate self-defense.

Secondly, from a personal perspective, if we don't purge this kind of heartless traitor, are we just going to keep him around for the New Year?

I am clearly the victim, so why should I have psychological pressure?

Forgiving him is God's business, and all I have to do is send him to meet God.

"Jack, you..." Jimmy's face turned pale with fright. Although this was not the first time he had witnessed a murder, he had never experienced an OB at such close range before.

"What are you trying to say?" Ma Jie blew on the hot barrel of his gun, his tone dismissive. "Even if I didn't finish him off, do you think he'd live to see dawn? Or are you really planning to take him to the hospital and then have the police called because of the gunshot wound?"

"Should I make him report me to my face?"

Two sentences silenced Jimmy.

Am I really too kind?

Ma Jieke paused for a moment, his eyes becoming complicated: "Listen, kid, from your perspective, people can be simply categorized as good or bad. But from another perspective, in this world, there are only bad people and even worse people. You want to survive?"

If you want to get ahead, you have to dare to break the rules.

"I don't care who the other party is. If they threaten my life or infringe on my interests, I will kill them. Even Jesus would do the same."

Jimmy remained silent; after all, these words sounded too crazy, as if he were from a completely different personality.

"Hehe, I know what you're thinking. It doesn't matter. You can treat me like a stranger from now on. After all, I'm a murderer and you're a good kid. It's normal that we don't get along."

"I didn't." Hearing Jack say that, Jimmy quickly explained, "You're my best friend, I would never leave you, besides... you didn't do anything wrong."

"Alright, with you saying that, it means your brother didn't spoil you for nothing." Saying that, he patted his shoulder: "Help me dispose of the body. This matter cannot be known to a third person."

"Woof woof woof." The bull terrier seemed to understand human speech and barked wildly at Majack.

The latter affectionately stroked its head: "Don't worry, I won't abandon you this time."

They carried the body through the garbage heap and found a wild grove of trees on the outskirts of the city.

Since there were no digging tools available, they had to use thick branches and stones instead, and the bulldogs also contributed a lot.

The two men and the dog worked until late into the night, finally managing to bury the body.

When they returned to the campsite, Max's RV lights suddenly came on, and she came out in her pajamas.

Seeing the two looking disheveled, he exclaimed with exaggerated emotion, "Oh my god, where did you two go to be slaves?"

After saying that, he looked at the bulldog that was panting and sticking out its tongue: "Where did you pick up this stupid dog? It's so ugly."

Before Jimmy could speak, Ma Jie interrupted, "Don't even mention it. Two idiots got drunk and were causing trouble outside, shooting stray dogs with guns. We were afraid of getting hurt, so we came back from another direction, but ended up accidentally wandering into a small grove of trees."

He was being chased by several wild boars...

"Hahahaha, are you trying to make me laugh to death, Jack?" Max laughed so hard he almost fell over. "So that's why I heard gunshots."

"Stop laughing, Mommy. Before you die of laughter, can I ask for a bath?"

Me too.

"Okay, come on, you rascals." Looking at their miserable state, Max was quite generous: "Keep it down, Pudding is already asleep."

Before he could finish speaking, Ma Jie seized the advantageous position, squeezing Jimmy outside the car door, and turned back to ask with a cheeky grin, "How about we shower together? Aren't you always thinking about comparing sizes with me?"

"I would never do such a perverted thing!" Jimmy couldn't argue with him and had to give in: "Remember to leave me some hot water."

Don't be so selfish.

"Don't worry, buddy, I'll try to use up all the cold water too."

Ten minutes later, Ma Jieke changed into clean clothes and, with Jimmy giving him the middle finger, hummed a little tune as he returned to his tent.

I habitually opened the AR panel, and several unread messages appeared on Facebook.

Sandy: Where is he? I've been lying in your tent for two hours. If he doesn't come back soon, I'm leaving.

How boring. I'm leaving now. I'll take care of it myself. Oh, sorry, I got your blanket wet. I hope you don't mind.

Xiao Fu: Bro, thank you for speaking up for me today. The boss said he'll give me a bonus at the end of the month.

Trevor: Hey bro, I've found a place to stay. Here's my address. Come over for a drink sometime.

Sava: Jack, you haven't played a match in a while. Do you want me to arrange your next one?

Of course, I was just asking casually. The choice is yours. Once you've decided, reply to me. The audience misses you a lot.

Valentina: !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! You scared me to death! What kind of weird emoji did you send? If you keep doing this, I'm never talking to you again!

[Trojan horse has been installed. Do you want to read this friend's chat history?]

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