48 Hours a Day

“Kenny!”

“Vol! ”

“Manuel?! ”

The old man on his hunchback raised his voice and shouted the names of his three men, but no one answered them outside.

It wasn't until half a minute later that another knock came out of the door.

“Disguise yourself as a ghost.” The old man on the hunchback made a sneer, he didn't say any more bullshit, pulled the trigger directly, and shot all the bullets in the pistol out. The other party really lifted the stone and smashed his foot this time. If he didn't get this hand out, the old man on the hunchback really didn't know where he was, but now this knocking on the door is exposing his position, and that thin plank can't stop the bullet from falling out.

But after winking, the old man on his hunchback shot out the nest of a pistol and waited for the white smoke at the gunpoint to dissipate, and there was finally no movement outside.

The old man with the hunchback threw the pistol to Matthew, “Go, open the door, see what's going on out there. ”

Matthew hesitated for a moment, knowing that the old man on the hunchback was trying to use him as bait, but seeing the latter turn the gun towards his wife again, he could only pick up the gun without a bullet, lift the kerosene lamp on the table and walk outside the house.

Jane couldn't help herself at the moment, running to her daughter, looking at her injured hand, and then opening the cabinet to find a gauze that could be used to wrap it.

Wendy, however, endured the pain and glanced over the shadows under the cabinet from time to time, hiding the shotgun bullets there and trying to find an opportunity to load them into the chamber.

But the next moment, the words of the old man on his hunchback shattered her last little fantasy, “Honey, you better not make any more little moves, otherwise it's not your hand that gets hurt, now, kick me with your shotgun. ”

Wendy said she couldn't help but kick the shotgun off the ground.

The old man on his hunchback stepped on his left foot and then turned his head towards Matthew, who took a deep breath and opened the door full of bullet holes.

Outside, there were no gunshots.

“What do you say? Did you see his body?” The old man with the hunchback asked.

“No, there are only three bodies out there, all of your men.” Matthew.

“Where's the blood? ”

Matthew pulled the kerosene lamp forward again, "Well, I don't know, there's a lot of blood on the ground, but it looks like your guy left it. ”

“Well, then I'm afraid I'm going to meet him personally.” The old man on the hunchback hears the rumors, but the colour remains the same, "and I haven't had a muscle movement in a long time. ”

As a result, his voice had just fallen, the long-barred gunshot sounded again, smashing the kerosene lamp in Matthew's hand, the old man on his hunchback reacted quickly, his ears moved, and immediately caught the direction of the gunshot, rolling towards the door and shooting at it.

The next moment, however, a figure flashed through the window and smashed another kerosene lamp in the house.

The room went into the dark.

The old man with a hunchback kicked over a table for cover, grabbed Wendy's mother and leaned back and shouted out the door.

“And then what? Without light, I can't see you, but you can't see me, and I still have hostages. Looks like we're in a stalemate, so why don't we talk about it? ”

The old man on his hunchback paused and asked, "Who are you and what's your relationship to the Matthews? Why do you care? ”

“ ………… ”

The door was still quiet and the visitors seemed to have made up their minds and did not intend to talk.

The old man on the hunchback continued, “Well, let me tell you what happens next... you killed three of my men, and I should have killed the hostages for fairness, or... we could have settled this dispute in a gentleman's way, how about me and you on one? You're a good shot, and I'm just an old man. We're dueling. You have a great advantage. Just kill me and you can save this family. ”

“ ………… ”

“Tsk, looks like you're a person who doesn't like to talk, but it's okay, I'm a patient person, I'll give you half a minute, and if you don't talk in half a minute, I'll kill this woman on my hands. ”

As soon as the room was in the dark Wendy squatted down in the first place, grasping the pain on the ground, she didn't know who was coming from outside, whether she was an opponent of the old man with a hunchback, yet it was never her style to put hope on someone else.

Shortly thereafter, she touched the cartridge under the cupboard and then climbed lightly in the direction of the shotgun.

She was not only looking for a gun on the way, she was also careful to avoid debris on the ground and to make sure that no movement was made, the difficulty of which was probably only known to her, but when she finally touched the shotgun and tried to fill it with bullets, there was a sudden shooting in her ear.

Wendy stayed put.

Her mind has been very nervous, the concept of time has long been confused, and she doesn't know how long it has passed, whether it has reached the half-minute deadline, only to feel that there seems to be some warm liquid splashing on her face.

Until the light comes back on.

She had just seen the scene in front of her again, and what she was most worried about had not happened. Although her mother was horrified and trembled, she did not seem to be in the way. Instead, she had an extra gunshot in the head of the old man on her hunchback and fell into the blood.

And what just splattered on her face was the blood of an old man with a hunchback, and maybe some brains.

At the stairwell on the second floor, Zhang Heng took the gun.

At the same time, two system tips were given to the ear, one on the main line task and the other on the thirty point game points received after the hunchback elderly had been killed.

Among them, the second half of the main task was to find the lucky horseshoe, Zhang Heng met the old cowboy before, then met Matthew and the old man with the hunchback, and gathered the three remaining lucky horseshoes, and this part of the task was completed.

This task is actually not as difficult as you might imagine, technically there is no need to even go through any fighting, just to find three people, but there is little chance of actually encountering Cook and his Cook gang without fighting.

Zhang Heng stared at Wendy, still stunned downstairs, and said to her, “It's okay. ”

Wendy sniffed, as if she hadn't heard, still dead holding the shotgun in her hand, pointing to Cook's body on the ground.

Zhang Heng went downstairs and came to the girl. He grabbed the barrel with one hand and broke Wendy's finger carefully with one hand. "Well, it's all right, he's dead. There shouldn't be many Cooks left. Sheriff Dolan is chasing the rest with his hands. Your family is safe. ”