The man was a little confused, he remembered that he had locked the door.

If it was locked, how could the lock be opened just by pulling it?

Song Ziyi took off the lock and threw it on the ground, then said to Ma Bomin, "Fill up the gas, and then find another oil barrel to fill with gas as a backup."

Ma Bomin nodded excitedly.

Seeing Ma Bomin picked up the oil gun, the three men came to their senses. The man in front raised the iron rod and rushed towards Song Ziyi.

The two behind did not take action immediately. They wanted to see what this strange young man was capable of.

The iron stick was very heavy, but in Pete's hand it felt as light as a wooden stick. It was obvious that Pete had extraordinary strength.

However, it was still not enough in front of Song Ziyi. A stone hit Pete's knee. Pete felt his knees numb and his legs knelt down involuntarily. The iron rod hit the ground hard, raising a cloud of dust.

"Pete, why did you reply?" The two people behind were shocked. They didn't see anything. The boy just stood there and didn't move at all.

No, it seemed like they moved their hands a little, but they didn't mean to do it at the time.

Pete's knees ached so much that he couldn't get up. He grimaced and yelled, "He has a gun. I'm shot. I'm shot."

The two men's expressions changed and they quickly reached behind their waists.

Although they didn't see the boy shoot the gun, they couldn't help but take Pete's words seriously.

However, Song Ziyi pulled out his gun much faster than them.

The two men had just pulled out their guns and before they had time to release the safety, gunshots rang out in the courtyard. Blood holes appeared between the eyebrows of the two men, one in front of the other. The time interval was very short, so short that they didn't even have time to notice that the man was already dead.

Pete was terrified to see his two companions die. Only then did he realize that he had hit a brick wall today.

Pete wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could open his mouth, Ziyi had already shot him.

He ended this man's life cleanly and efficiently.

From the perspective of Ma Bomin and Xue Yuan in the car, Ziyi remained calm and decisive in the face of adversity, looking like a veteran.

In fact, only Ziyi himself knew that this was his first time killing someone.

His heart is far from as calm as he appears on the surface.

The hand that had just held the gun was still trembling slightly.

However, he quickly adjusted his state. If he wanted to go this way, such a situation was inevitable.

Either you die or I die.

Song Ziyi dragged the body back to the wooden house and locked the door when he came out.

There was no danger at this time, and Xue Yuan also got out of the car. The look in his eyes when he looked at Song Ziyi had changed. In addition to deep admiration, there was also awe.

"Ziyi, I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

Song Ziyi wiped his hands clean and smiled, "Don't think too much of me."

Ma Bomin said, "If he wasn't capable, he wouldn't have been chosen to carry out such a dangerous mission."

That’s true.

Xue Yuan's original anxiety disappeared at this moment, and he was full of hope for the future.

With a master like Song Ziyi by his side, what else does he have to fear?

The three of them continued on their journey. This time they had plenty of gasoline, so they didn't have to turn onto the main road to find a gas station. They just took those remote roads and arrived near the harbor without any obstructions.