48 Hours a Day

“Do you know how to use it, son?” Humbleback old man.

“Of course, I have a very good teacher, he has the right marksmanship, he can put ten heavily armed men face to face alone, and if he's here tonight, I bet you and your dogs can't even walk into my house and he'll knock you down.” Wendy Dao.

“Wow... that's too bad he's not here tonight, otherwise I'm curious what this shooter can look like when he's ten, whether he has three heads and six arms.” Cook Yudo.

“It's okay, you don't have to be sorry, having his students with me is enough for you. I'm not as good as a teacher, but I'm also a great shooter," Wendy, chest up, "and I can shoot a rabbit running 50 yards away when hunting, not to mention at this close range, so long as I pull the trigger, the next second you get an extra hole in your chest, the bullet will tear your flesh, your heart, and then you'll fall and cry, but don't worry, it won't take long, because you're going to hell soon, you old hunchback bastard!” Wendy spit on the floor after she finished.

“Oh," Cook picked out his eyebrows, he was completely silent for half a minute, he blinked after half a minute, and he said, "You have to admit... that the declaration was quite powerful, kid, especially the last one, you are much faster than your father-in-law, I didn't give him a chance on the way, I deliberately turned my back on him when I went to sleep, if his heart was harsh enough, he should have taken my gun, so he could hold me, won the initiative for himself, but eventually he disappointed me, all he could think about was running away, but he didn't know, in this world, you can't run away at all, because people, they can't run away. ”

“I don't know your bullshit about creeks and salmon, all I know is that people can't run bullets.” Wendy Coldway.

“Well, I can't agree more on that.” The old man on the hunchback paused, "looks like we're in a stalemate now. You have a gun, I have a gun. Let me tell you what happens next, son... I shoot, I kill your parents, you shoot me, if your shooting is as good as you say it is, and then the sound of the shooting gets my three men outside the house to come in, and of course, they see the bloody sight inside, and they won't hesitate to pull it out and shoot at you, and you shoot back, and if you're lucky, maybe you can pull a bad luck pad, and then you get hit by a bullet, believe me, it hurts. Especially considering it's the first time you've been hit by a bullet.

“If you get hit hard... OK, the process is just like you described before, if you hit you with a bullet on your back, you won't die for another moment and a half, that's the worst part, you'll be lying on the cold floor, bleeding while waiting for death to come, so desperate and lonely, on your left is Mom's body, on your right is Dad's, in a sense your family is reunited, and then you see the corpse of an old humpback bastard in the middle, oh, things start to get annoying. ”

“Are you done?” Wendy faintly said, despite her efforts to contain the panic in her heart, she had to admit that the old man on the hunchback had indeed hit her soft ribs. What she was most afraid of was the death of her mother and father in front of her. Just thinking about that, she began to shake her hand slightly and her body became stiff.

But it wasn't the worst, and what was worse was that she knew that she couldn't even achieve that goal.

Without mentioning how she exaggerated her shooting and used the old cowboy to describe Joseph's words on herself, Wendy was still a little sure about hitting the old man on the hunchback at such a close distance.

What really kills me, however, is that there are no bullets in her gun.

Wendy stole both the gun and the bullet, but she couldn't pack it. She wanted to ride the lightning bolt to town after returning the keys and slowly loaded it in a bright spot, but she didn't expect Cook to come straight to her house.

The latter sat in the living room, making her almost unable to pull out her gun, let alone load it.

So so far she's actually been bluffing.

“Are you nervous, son?” The devilish eyes of the camel-backed old man seemed to see directly into her heart.

Sweat slapped from Wendy's forehead to the tip of her nose, and she stubbornly said, "I'm not nervous. It's a big deal. We just slap and slap. At least I can see you dead in front of me, and I'm avenged for my parents, which makes me feel good. ”

“Well, look, Matthew, that's what I've been emphasizing, even your daughter knows that you have to look into fate's eyes and go to war with that son of a bitch, unfortunately...” The old man with the hunchback looked at Wendy, sorry for his face, "You're a girl, and I haven't been nurturing you for that long, or I'll just take you away, but I'm in a good mood and decided to do you a little favor. ”

“What little favor?” Wendy swallowed her saliva.

“I know you're in a lot of pain right now, and I don't know what to do, son. It's okay. Let me handle this. I'm best at dealing with this stalemate.” Humbleback old man, “I said dozens of times, and if you don't drop the gun, and you don't shoot later, I'll pull the trigger and kill your parents, and of course, you can try to take your chances and kill me before you do, and we can do it faster than your fingers, which should be fun. ”

Although Wendy constantly tells herself that the old man across the hunchback is also playing psychological tactics with her and wants to crush her from the mood, she can read from the latter's ruthless eyes that the other person is not bluffing.

“10." The old man with the hunchback said, careless.

Wendy just feels helpless at this moment, she doesn't know what she can do next, surrender with a gun? Or die watching her parents get killed? She had done everything she could, but still could not change the tragedy that was coming, although she kept telling herself to be strong and not to let the enemy across the street see her weakness, tears still caught sight of her eyes.

“It's okay, it's okay, Wendy, you've done great, and I'm proud of you and your mom.” Matthew Winjudo, then looked at Cook, seemed to have made some kind of determination, "let them go, and I'll go with you. ”

“No, according to my plan, I don't believe in your verbal promise, Matthew, that I will kill your wife and take your daughter, and that condition will not change, and of course, if your daughter dies hard, I can only kill you together, you know my Matthew, and I always said yes, although unfortunately, I have always treated you as my son, and I have lost a daughter, and you don't know how devastating it will be for me to lose another son at my age, and my heart is filled with sorrow.” The old man with the hunchback is leisurely, “9. ”

Tears blurred Wendy's eyes, and she just felt the shotgun in her hand was so heavy that she couldn't lift it any more, just as the next second would fall from her hand, but just at the last moment, when her strength would run out, there was a gunshot coming from outside the house, followed by two more gunshots, almost connected, with a few screams in the middle, and the sound of someone falling down.

After that, everything went back to silence, as if nothing had happened.

Only through the whistling night breeze.

“What the hell is that?” The camelback old man frowned, he was not in the mood to play any more games with Wendy, while the latter's mind was in turmoil, shot her directly in the palm of the hand, and the shotgun slipped from between her palms, after which the camelback old man turned the gun toward the door.