Chapter 79 Saving the Enemy

Wen Nianchu immediately sat down again, quickly pretended to wrap the rope around his wrists, and put it behind his back to avoid being noticed by the kidnappers.

The door unlocked with a clatter, and the man with the ferocious face reappeared, holding two pieces of dry bread and a bottle of water, cursing:

"Damn it, time to eat."

"What bad luck!"

He didn't come in, but threw the things on the dirty floor at the door with disgust. His eyes swept over the two of them as if he were looking at animals, especially lingering on Wen Nianchu for a moment. He licked his lips before preparing to close the door again.

Just as he turned around.

Wen Nianchu raised his chin in the direction of the boy and signaled him with his eyes.

The other person is the closest to him.

This is his best opportunity to take action.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth, lifted the wooden barrel next to him with both hands and smashed it over.

"Bang!"

Of course, this blow did not kill the kidnapper, but it was enough to make him angry.

Once a person becomes angry, he loses his reason and judgment.

In short, this is the best time to attack.

"Looking for death!"

The kidnapper at the door was startled by the sudden blow and walked towards the boy cursing.

Wen Nianchu had already circled behind him.

Now is the time!

Wen Nianchu jumped up silently, picked up a wooden box at hand, and smashed it hard on the back of the kidnapper's head with all his strength.

The kidnappers had no idea that the "lamb" behind them had already broken free.

After a muffled groan, he saw stars, took a few steps like a drunk, and then collapsed to the ground.

Everything happened in a flash.

Wen Nianchu was breathing heavily, his heart beating wildly.

She quickly squatted down and took out a gun, a knife, and a cell phone from the kidnapper's waist. Apart from that, the kidnapper had nothing else useful on him.

Wen Nianchu put his phone in his pocket.

There is no cell phone signal, but maybe it can be used to throw or make noise at a critical moment.

Then she rushed to the boy and quickly cut the rope on his hands with a knife.

The boy looked at Wen Nianchu in disbelief.

I didn’t expect...this person actually did it?

He looked at the red marks on his hands caused by the rope, and the sudden empty wrists made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After doing this, Wen Nianchu directly put the knife into his hand, picked up the pistol seized from the kidnapper, and checked the magazine.

Two bullets left.

That's enough.

only......

"You," she said quickly to the boy, her voice very low but clear, "guard the door. If anyone comes, don't make a sound, use this."

She pointed at the knife in the boy's hand and made a chopping gesture.

"Try to solve it with one strike."

The boy's face was pale, but the knuckles of his fingers gripping the knife were slightly white.

He moved to the door, pressed himself against the bulkhead, and held his breath.

Wen Nianchu saw a large bundle of unused ropes on the other side. She checked the breath of the person lying on the ground and tied him up with the ropes without hesitation. She did not tie his hands and feet separately.

Wen Nianchu directly tied the other person's hands and feet together.

In this case, the opponent can only lie on his back like a ball.

After doing all this, she also found a rusty iron pipe in the corner.

Suddenly a muffled cry came from the deck:

"Sixth Brother! Why haven't you come back yet?"

Chance!

Wen Nianchu and the boy looked at each other and instantly understood each other's thoughts.

She quickly dragged the unconscious kidnapper to a blind spot behind the door, and curled up on the other side, raised the iron pipe, and winked at the boy.

The boy returned to his original seat and sat down, while Wen Nianchu hid behind the door.

"Did you fall into the cesspool?"

When the other kidnapper saw that there was no response for a long time, his tone became angry.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Wen Nianchu's muscles were tense, like a fully drawn bow.

A skinny man in a dirty vest appeared at the door, cursing.

"And the other person?..."

He stared at the boy closely, then took two steps forward.

Just when his attention was attracted!

Wen Nianchu suddenly emerged from behind the door like a ghost.

The iron pipe in her hand made a sound as it smashed hard into the other person's head.

Almost at the same time, the boy sitting on the ground took out a knife and pointed it at the other person's thigh.

The skinny man had no time to react. His head was hit so hard that his eyeballs bulged out. He collapsed without even a groan.

The boy's knife also pierced deeply into his thigh, and blood gushed out instantly.

"Well done!" Wen Nianchu shouted softly, and quickly hit the other party again with the iron pipe in his hand. After making sure that the other party was completely unconscious, he swiftly took out a pistol from his waist.

The main reason for not using a gun is that the sound of a bullet is louder than these sounds, so it can be saved to threaten the last person.

Now, they have two guns.

But there is another threat.

The one who drives the boat.

Still in the cab.

"Can you drive a boat?" Wen Nianchu asked hurriedly as he handed a pistol to the boy.

The boy took the gun, but he wasn't too nervous. He turned the gun around in his hand:

“…played it on a simulator.”

Wen Nianchu: “…”

Telling jokes at this time doesn't seem very funny.

But after dealing with the two people, the pressure on me was obviously much less.

The deck was slippery and the waves caused the hull to rock slightly.

The two men crouched down, took cover under the piled up debris, and carefully moved towards the bow cabin.

The door of the cab was ajar.

Wen Nianchu saw through the crack in the door that the last kidnapper, a man wearing a baseball cap, was holding a cigarette, holding the steering wheel with one hand, humming an obscene tune, and was completely unaware of what was happening behind him.

Wen Nianchu gestured to the boy, indicating him to stay outside the door to provide support. He took a deep breath and rushed into the cab with his gun raised.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

She shouted sternly, aiming the gun at the other person's back.

The man in the baseball cap turned around and saw Wen Nianchu rushing in and the black muzzle of the gun. He was so scared that he didn't even notice the cigarette butt dropped on his pants. He subconsciously reached for the rifle next to the console.

"Bang!"

A gunshot suddenly rang out!

It wasn't Wen Nianchu who fired the gun.

The bullet grazed the ear of the man in the baseball cap and hit the glass in front, leaving a bullet hole.

The man in the baseball cap froze in an instant, cold sweat poured down his face, and he raised his hands high above his head.

Wen Nianchu turned around and saw the boy standing at the door, holding a pistol tightly in both hands, with smoke still coming out of the muzzle.

He was the one who fired the shot just now.

Although it missed the target, it was still very intimidating.

"Don't, don't shoot, I raise my hands! I raise my hands!"

The man in the baseball cap completely collapsed and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

Wen Nianchu quickly stepped forward, kicked the rifle next to the console away, and put the gun to his head:

"Change course and head back."

"immediately!"

Wen Nianchu put on a smile, looking very gentle, if you ignore the gun in her hand.

"Okay, okay... drive back, drive back..."

The man in the baseball cap began to operate the ship tremblingly, and the ship began to turn slowly.

Wen Nianchu did not dare to be negligent and kept pointing the gun at his forehead, and at the same time signaled her partner to come in and take away the gun that she had just kicked away from the ground.

Only at this moment did her tense nerves relax a little.

As soon as the boat docked, several people were taken away by the police. Wen Nianchu and the boy had taken turns holding guns in the standoff, and they were already exhausted.

When he was leaving, he asked softly:

"I don't know your name yet?"

"temperature...."

"Heart knife."

He almost blurted out his own name, which scared Wen Nianchu to death.

"Ye Chenyu."

The boy said.

These three short words completely dispelled Wen Nianchu's sleepiness.

Wen Nianchu: “???”

So she risked her life to save her enemy, right?

[Host, in order to conform to the original storyline, the system has blocked Ye Chenyu's current impression of your voice and appearance.]