Chapter 215 The Scarecrow Is Gone (Subscribe)

The moon on the horizon was hidden in a dark cloud, making the weather extraordinarily hot.

A dilapidated jeep drove from a distance, and six or seven people jumped out of the car. When one of them looked up in one direction, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Just a scarecrow!"

A man stood in the middle of a wheat field and poked a very broken scarecrow with a gun. As the man moved, several crows flew from the scarecrow's arms and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This scarecrow is very common, and can be seen everywhere in the wheat fields of the moldy Midwest.

Perhaps the only special thing is that its skeleton is made of scrap steel, and a huge sickle is used as his left hand, and his right hand is an old lampshade, which is used to scare all kinds of sneaky eaters at night. Wheat birds and animals.

There is not much straw left in the body. Under the dim light in the scarecrow's hands, the rusty "skeleton" of the scarecrow's body can be clearly seen.

"But I clearly saw his head move! He's looking at me!"

The man said nervously that he looked very thin and not tall, only more than 1.6 meters, so everyone called him Little John, and Little John patted his violently heaving chest.

This is the first time he's been out with Bob, he's being bullied by people in town every day, until yesterday Bob told him that as long as he did things with him, Bob would keep him from being bullied by others.

In this way, little John appeared in the field at night in the broken jeep with Bob's other little brothers.

"Hahaha! You are so timid."

"You're too timid, no wonder you'll be bullied by others, little John, you have to be bolder."

"How about I suggest tying little John with that scarecrow?"

"Okay!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Finish things first and then talk about other things!"

The man with the gun scolded everyone who was booing, and this man was Bob.

This time it was a deal with the people from the Crocodile Gang in the town next door. If these bastards messed up the deal, he was ready to kill these bastards who didn't succeed and failed.

The moon on the horizon has been completely hidden in the dark clouds, and there is no other light on the whole land except their car lights and the dim light in the hands of the scarecrow.

No one cared about the scarecrow and the dim light in his hand.

After a while, there was a little light in the distance, and another shabby jeep drove from a distance and slowly stopped in front of Bob.

Five or six people got on and off the jeep, the first one with a shotgun, and the others with pistols or knives.

"What about things?"

"What about the money?"

"John, go get the money!" Bob handed John a package.

"What is this?" John asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, go!"

John could only walk towards the opposite side with the package that Bob gave.

At this time, a person was also sent from the opposite side, holding a box and walking between the two cars.

The headlights of the two cars illuminated the narrow road, and the two slowly walked towards each other.

Suddenly, Bob seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to look, and found that the scarecrow had clearly raised his head just now, but now he is lying down together with his upper body.

"Is it because I remembered it wrong? Is it because of the wind?" Bob had a bad feeling in his heart, but money was more important than an old scarecrow, and Bob focused his attention on John again.

Just as John was about to come into contact with the man, the man on the opposite side holding the box suddenly took out a pistol after opening the box.

The moment he saw the pistol, under the conditioned reflex that John had been bullied for many years, John subconsciously avoided the gun pointed at him, and his thin body exploded with extreme speed at this moment.

Before the man could shoot, John was already in the wheat field.

"Shit! Fuck them!" The gun in Bob's hand poured bullets at the other side, and everyone in the car took out their guns and shot at the other side, and the other side started shooting at them.

The two gangs exchanged fire, and while shooting at each other, they got into the wheat field.

Because the wheat field in summer is more than half the height of a person, as long as you lean down, it is a natural barrier.

Both parties got into the wheat field and hid their bodies in the wheat field. Except for the shabby scarecrow, he was still hanging on the shelf, but...

"Is it an illusion?" Bob felt that the scarecrow seemed to move a bit, but bullets kept shooting from him. Bob couldn't control it anymore. He subconsciously avoided the scarecrow's position and hid in the wheat field.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely in the wheat field, a scream spread throughout the wheat field.

"He is alive!!!"

The cry was extremely sharp, as if it was about to tear apart the thick dark clouds in the sky.

Bob could hear that the voice was his strong man Johnny, and it was his idea to tie John to the scarecrow just now.

"What's alive? Johnny?"

Johnny didn't answer him, just repeated it over and over.

"He's... alive!"

Although Johnny's voice could be vaguely heard, for some reason his voice became so hoarse that he said one more word, and Bob was worried that his vocal cords would be torn.

Even so, he repeated it over and over again.

Bob's heart felt a little hairy when he heard this repeated voice, such a hoarse voice, it didn't look like a human voice at all.

But even so, Bob still walked in Johnny's direction. He couldn't leave Johnny alone. As for John, who would care about him?

As Bob moved forward, Bob found out strangely that Johnny's voice actually passed towards the opposite side.

Bob stopped, although he said it to be loyal, but he didn't need to risk his own life.

Coupled with Johnny's hoarse voice, Bob didn't know what was going on, and a trace of fear was born.

And Bob is also very strange, why is Johnny rushing to the opposite side, is Johnny so brave?He is usually so brave when he meets a girl.

Johnny's hoarse voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

"Big brother?"

"David?"

"It's me, we're all here."

The four of them ran to Bob from the wheat field. There were seven of them in total. Although John didn't know where they went, it didn't matter. Johnny ran to the opposite side. Now there are only five of them.

Now their car and the other party's car have been destroyed, the headlights have completely failed to turn on, the world is dark, only the scarecrow is in the hands...

What about the lamp in the scarecrow's hand?What about the scarecrow?Did you get hit by the bullets you just exchanged?

(End of this chapter)

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