Chapter 906

The stone was unbiased and hit the man's wrist. When he was in pain, the pistol fell to the ground with a "clack", jumped twice, and then fell into a crack in the stone beside him.

God helped me, Ma Yiming happily climbed up from the ground, the stone in his hand was like a foaming machine, firing continuously, and finally he couldn't catch anything, so he didn't let go of the grass roots under his feet.

For a moment, the other party was blinded by her, and Wang Jun and the other four were not idle. They did not have the title of Ma Yiming's sharpshooter, but their abilities were not boasted. The shovels and hoes in the house rushed over, and after a rough beating, those few people could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

Ma Yiming opened the head of one of them, and Shen Qingyin simply bandaged him with the doctor's parents in mind.

"Say, who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going?"

Ma Yiming triumphantly kicked the little head who had sneered at her, and the other party covered his head and remained silent.

Although his head was saved, there were five or six egg-sized buns on it, and his whole face was swollen like a steamed bun.

Seeing that he gritted his teeth and said nothing, Ma Yiming took a dagger to poke the bag on the man's head, "Don't tell me, right? Don't think I don't know, what kind of good man can get a gun? Sneaky with him in the middle of the night. Winding around in the mountains, I hurt my aunt and my ankle, if you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you and bury you in a deep mountain ditch, no one will know.”

These words were just said by the gangster to his subordinates. Their idea was to kill Ma Yiming and the others, and then throw them into the ravine to rot.

"Tie them up and go to the mountain to have a look. You can see that the smoke over there is getting thicker and thicker. Is there a fire?"

It was Ma Yiming's cowhide band that came in handy, and several people were tied into a thread like a grasshopper. Wang Jun picked up the pistol and opened it, and there were three bullets in it.

Wang Shan ran to death, seeing that the mountain was very close, but he was still wandering around it for a long time after walking out, the little head started thinking of running away.

The elites from Stone Island are still riding in cars these days. They starved and froze all night last night. Even Iron Man couldn't bear such a high and slight wheel rotation.

After the sun rose, their life became even more difficult.

The weather in the north is sometimes very strange. It is hot to wear short sleeves during the day and cotton trousers at night. After walking for a long time, several people feel dizzy and obviously exhausted.

Passing by a "small stream" that can be ignored, Ma Yiming couldn't stand the exposed weather. After digging the shallow stream water deep with a hoe in his hand, he squatted down and washed his face when the water flowed into the small pit.

"Hey, wash up too, don't say this stream is so sweet."

Wang Bing and the others gathered around to grab a drink of water. The little guy who was beaten into a pig's head found that Shen Qingyin was not moving, so he hummed on purpose, "Elder sister, you all have water to drink, so give us some too. It was also a time when prisoners were treated favorably.”

Shen Qingyin hesitated for a while and didn't move, she couldn't walk away, so the six people who were tied up became unattended.

"Ma Yiming, find something to connect them with some water."

Ma Yiming glanced back at her, "Qingyin, you also come here to wash your face, don't worry about them, they can't run away."

"Yeah, yeah, big sister, where are we all tied up like this? Besides, that big sister is amazing at throwing stones. We also want to live a few more years, but we don't dare to run around."

(End of this chapter)

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