Chapter 95 Chapter 95 Youli Chainsaw
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A solid kick landed on his chest, and the powerful impact pushed Gu Mengran back. He leaned against the wall to stabilize himself, and the pain belatedly invaded his brain. Gu Mengran covered his chest and coughed non-stop.
The enemy will not show mercy. He continued coughing, and a gust of cool wind blew the strands of hair on his forehead.
Alarms rang in his mind, and Gu Mengran raised his head sharply. A sturdy solid wooden chair was within reach, smashing down hard and fast on his forehead.
wc! If you don't die from this, you will be crippled.
The body reacted faster than the brain, and Gu Mengran simply lay down on the ground. The next moment, there was a loud "bang", as if fireworks exploded above his head. The solid wooden chair shattered, and wood pieces mixed with sawdust fell down.
"Fuck! I can't kill you little bastard!"
Fang Jianming was furious after failing to gain his advantage. He bent over and picked up a chair leg from the ground. Without any hesitation, he smashed it on the back of Gu Mengran's head with all his strength.
Sensing danger doesn't mean you can avoid it. His luck has run out and there's no way to avoid it. Gu Mengran decisively covers his head with his arms to block his vital points and takes the blow head on.
"--Bang!"
A muffled sound and pain came at the same time, and the chair leg broke into two pieces in an instant. Gu Mengran's head buzzed and a sharp pain came from his forearm.
It wasn't over yet. The folding knife slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground. Fang Jianming quickly picked it up and pointed the sharp tip of the knife at its former owner. Without any hesitation, he stabbed it fiercely.
"when!"
There was less than an inch left between the tip of the knife and Gu Mengran, when a steel pipe suddenly hit the back of Fang Jianming's head with a sharp sound of breaking wind.
He used all his strength in this attack, and the folding knife landed crisply on the ground. Fang Jianming's body suddenly stiffened, and only two seconds later, he staggered to the ground.
Worried that the dirt might crush Gu Mengran, the enthusiastic villager Xiaodong gave Fang Jianming another kick, pushing him to the side. Then Xiaodong panted and reached out to Gu Mengran, "Are you okay? Are you okay?"
"It's not a big problem." Gu Mengran gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He reached out and held Xiaodong's hand, borrowing some strength and barely climbed up and stood firm.
The messy restaurant was full of crew members lying on the ground, their painful and helpless cries resounding. The villagers who were fighting with them were not much better off, some of them curled up on the ground, covering their faces with their hands, and some of them covered their bleeding wounds, their faces as pale as paper.
It's a mess, complete chaos.
At the beginning, it was smooth, the doors opened one after another, and more and more villagers gathered together. There were frictions and collisions, but the villagers had the upper hand with a slight advantage because of their numbers.
The uncles and aunts were not weak. Although they did not dare to kill or chop directly with knives at the beginning, they later replaced the knives and axes with steel pipes and hammers, which are equally deadly weapons. Hitting the forehead with blunt weapons does not carry such a great psychological burden. The fighting power of a group of middle-aged and elderly people is really not inferior to that of young people.
The crew members were not pushovers either. A group of people made such a big noise that soon the second mate of the ship, Fang Jianming, came with reinforcements. Dozens of people instantly wrestled with each other, and the fight spread from the corridor to the restaurant. The result was bound to be a lose-lose situation.
Most of the crew members were lying on the ground unable to move. The villagers won again with a slight advantage, but this time, no one could laugh. Their companions were injured and bleeding, and the more serious ones were hit in the vitals and lay on the ground completely unconscious.
Wailing, sobbing, and shouting were heard continuously, and the strong smell of blood passed through his nose. Gu Mengran suddenly came to his senses and saw Zhou Jing standing in front of him, looking at him and Xiaodong with a serious face.
"How are you guys, are you okay?"
Gu Mengran: "We are fine, nothing serious, why are you..."
Zhou Jing's face was pale, and his clothes were soaked with blood. He smelled of blood, and the machete he took from his aunt was still dripping with blood, but Gu Mengran quickly scanned the area and saw no fatal injuries or wounds that were bleeding heavily.
"I'm fine too." Zhou Jing frowned, looked around, then turned to the two and said, "We have to leave as soon as possible. A few people just slipped away during the chaos. It won't be long before someone else comes down. We have to avoid them and look for an opportunity in the cab on the fourth floor."
Xiao Dong glanced at the chaotic restaurant, tightly grasped the steel pipe, and his lips were tight, "Then, what about these injured people?"
The enemy's reinforcements will arrive soon. If left unattended, these villagers who are seriously injured and have limited mobility will become fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered at will.
But it's too late to transfer the wounded now. Once they encounter reinforcements, another fierce battle is inevitable. Now the villagers are dizzy or injured. Even those whose injuries are not too serious have already been exhausted and their fighting capacity is much lower than before.
Put the overall situation first! Zhou Jing was torn between himself and others, and kept persuading himself, but he couldn't leave behind his uncles and aunts, relatives and friends who had watched him grow up again.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Jingxin gritted his teeth and said, "Help us, let's first--"
"Everyone listen!"
Another voice drowned out Zhou Jing's voice, and the person who spoke was Uncle Liu.
His arm was cut by a sharp weapon and the wound was still bleeding, but he seemed to feel no pain. He stood up by supporting himself on the floor without changing his expression and said loudly to everyone, "Those who are not seriously injured and still have strength, hurry up and follow Xiao Zhou and Xiao Dong to help!"
“Those of you who are injured, hold on. Follow me, we will carry these people on the ground back to the room! We will not lose. As long as we can still walk, as long as we have a breath left, we must take over this ship to have a chance!”
One call and a hundred responses, a unanimous "yes" like thunder.
The haze hanging over their heads was swept away, and the villagers who were staggering in the restaurant stood up one after another. They helped each other, supported each other, wiped off the bloodstains, and joined in without hesitation.
Needless to say, the villagers have already made the decision for Zhou Jing.
Just as everyone was in this exciting and thrilling atmosphere, bursts of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the dim corridor.
The sound came from far away and gradually approached. The restaurant was silent for a moment, and all the villagers raised their weapons again. In less than two minutes, a huge crowd of people poured out of the corridor on the right side of the restaurant like a tide.
It was still too late, reinforcements arrived.
Without giving any chance for negotiation or any room for maneuver, the leader raised a half-meter-long machete and swung it forward vigorously, "Go, come on!"
"Charge! Kill them!"
"This is outrageous. Show no mercy. Kill them!"
A group of young men rushed up with sharp weapons in hand.
One side is struggling to survive, while the other side is full of fighting spirit. The two groups are in sharp contrast.
Everyone knew they couldn't win, but no one backed down. The villagers grasped their weapons and went forward to meet the enemy.
Xiaodong bit his lips and couldn't think of any solution. The scene was about to turn into a one-sided massacre. The next moment, a deafening roar suddenly rang out.
“Boom boom boom, boom boom—”
The sound was close, sharp and piercing.
Xiao Dong looked back and saw white smoke billowing out of Gu Mengran's hand. Behind the smoke, a high-powered chainsaw came from nowhere and was spinning at high speed. The sharp teeth of the saw stirred up the smoke, making a huge roar and bringing a numbing sense of oppression.
The air was filled with smoke and sharp, piercing roars echoed layer by layer.
The villagers who raised their weapons to fight back were all stunned and turned to look at the source of the sound.
The younger brothers who launched the attack seemed to regain their sanity in an instant. They no longer rushed forward blindly. As if they were cast under a spell of immobilization, they stood stiffly in place, with horror on their faces, and then began to stagger backwards.
Youli chainsaw, a real carbon-based biological cooler.
Gu Mengran struck while the iron was hot, holding up his legally owned and most lethal weapon, and gradually approached. He walked in front of the villagers and looked across with a firm gaze, "If you don't want to be robbed, I advise you not to come over."
The leading man moved his mouth, and it was obvious that he wanted to curse, but because of the high-destructive weapon in Gu Mengran's hand, the curse words that came out of his mouth turned into: "Don't act rashly."
Zhou Jing, who was shocked by the chainsaw, finally reacted. He quickly walked past the villagers to Gu Mengran's side, pointed at the group of brothers and said, "Back off, back off! Go in through the door next to you, quickly, those who don't want to die, get in now!"
Fearing that the chainsaw was not enough of a deterrent, the villagers took a half step forward with their weapons raised.
The leader didn't say anything. His eyes stayed on the chainsaw for a few seconds. Then he tilted his head slightly. The younger brothers behind him filed in and walked into the utility room one by one.
Of course, the small utility room could not accommodate so many people. Without Gu Mengran saying much, the younger brothers retreated one after another to the open deck outside.
Gu Mengran and Zhou Jing had no intention of letting them go. They held chainsaws and followed the villagers step by step. Looking at the guardrail soaked by water, they shouted in a shocking voice: "Get down, right now, jump from here."
"Don't push your luck!" The leader raised his eyebrows, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.
Gu Mengran raised the chainsaw to his chest and said, "So what if you push your luck?"
The lethality of the chainsaw is unquestionable. The high-speed rotating teeth can easily cut through stones, let alone people. But after all, it is not a long-range thermal weapon that can kill with one strike. One person may be powerless to resist at close range. It is not difficult for a group of people to take the chainsaw from Gu Mengran together.
The key point is that they are cowards.
These ruthless and evil street urchins are often afraid of death. When faced with a deadly weapon, they can rush to the back, but rush to the front and be cannon fodder? Don't even think about it.
The second floor was not very high, there was still water below, and the cruise ship had not yet set sail, so if you jumped down, you could just swim to shore with some effort. It was different if you confronted the chainsaw head-on, you would be torn to pieces in an instant, and even lost limbs.
The oppressive roar was deafening. After weighing the pros and cons, when the leader raised his machete and wanted to fight the opponent, all the younger brothers threw away their weapons, climbed over the guardrail, and jumped into the water like dumplings.
"What the hell, what a bunch of cowards!"
The man cursed angrily, then dropped the machete, turned around without hesitation, and jumped into the water.
The crisis was resolved, Gu Mengran's shoulders sank, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
After turning off the chainsaw and shaking his numb hands, Gu Mengran handed the chainsaw to Uncle Liu.
Uncle Liu thought he was asked to help hold it, so he quickly reached out to catch it. Unexpectedly, the next second, Gu Mengran pointed at the starter rope and switch and explained in detail: "Pull this, press this, and the chainsaw will start. Be careful not to leave--"
"No," Uncle Liu interrupted him, his eyes a little confused, "Why are you teaching me? This thing is useful, take it with you!"
"Yes, let's find a room to hide in and block the door. No one should come in the short term. We don't know what's going on upstairs. It's very dangerous. Bring the chain saw with you, just in case."
"Hurry up and take it, obedient Xiao Gu."
"We don't need it, you take it with you."
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The villagers all tried to persuade him.
Zhou Jing and Xiaodong came back from the open deck with steel pipes, machetes and other trophies. Neither of them spoke, but they kept glancing at the chainsaw, obviously agreeing with what the villagers said.
Dozens of eyes were staring at him. Gu Mengran touched his nose, pursed his lips and smiled, "Keep this one for self-defense. I have another one."
"besides?"
"Where is it?"
"Oh, right. I forgot to ask you, where did you get the chainsaw?" Xiaodong approached Gu Mengran with a machete in hand. His chubby little face showed a thirst for knowledge.
"Be careful, don't cut me." Gu Mengran pushed away the shiny machete, turned around and squeezed into the crowd, and walked quickly towards the restaurant, "Come on, make way, let's go back to the restaurant first."
As the biggest contributor to this "battle", Gu Mengran's status rose rapidly. As soon as he squeezed into the crowd, the villagers tacitly made way for him and very considerately helped him return to the restaurant quickly.
There was sawdust scattered in the corner, and a dining table covered with a tablecloth. Gu Mengran returned to the restaurant before everyone else, crouched under the table, and in less than ten seconds, a chainsaw appeared in his empty hands.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the chainsaw was placed on the dining table. Gu Mengran patted the table covered with a tablecloth, raised his chin and said to the villagers who came out one after another: "Yes, it is this table. I fell to the ground at that time, and I happened to see two chainsaws under the table."
"That's weird, who put it there?"
"Why is such a good thing left here?"
Gu Mengran shrugged, "I don't know."
Xiaodong rushed over and lifted the tablecloth. He squatted at the foot of the table and looked again and again, muttering: "Did he really take it from under the table? Why didn't I see it just now?"
"The perspective is different. Of course you can't see it when you're standing." Gu Mengran remained calm.
Zhou Jing, who came out last, also leaned over to take a look under the table, but did not stay for too long. He slowly shifted his inquiring gaze to Gu Mengran, and a trace of imperceptible suspicion flashed in his eyes.
The process is not important, the result is the most important. Zhou Jing loosened the tablecloth, stood up, and waved to everyone, "Those who need to rest can rest, those who need to be bandaged can go to the room for a simple bandage, and those who still have strength can follow me, let's - go upstairs!"
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