Chapter 209 Brothers in Distress
When Hei San saw that Bai San took a long time to bring out a few dumplings, he knew that the boy was stealing food in there again.
"You greedy bastard, don't you know the order of seniority? You should give the delicious food to your eldest brother first."
Hei San kicked Bai San in the butt. Bai San just laughed and didn't dodge.
Hei Sansan finished his dumplings in no time and threw the bowl directly onto the bluestone slabs on the ground, breaking the coarse porcelain bowl.
Now the people in the room couldn't pretend not to hear it.
The Wan Laosi and his wife, who lived in the west wing, had also been awakened by the screams of the geese. At this time, Liu was holding the child and looking out in panic.
Wan Lao Si and Wan Lao Da did exactly the same thing, bending over and leaning on the window to look out.
Bai San handed the kitchen knives he had collected to Hei San.
"Brother, there are two kitchen knives in the kitchen. They look sharp to me. They should be enough to kill people. Let's not waste time. Let's take the little girl away as soon as possible and make a fortune sooner."
In the east room of the upper house, several little grandchildren were crowded around Grandma Wan. Grandma Wan listened to the conversation between the two thieves outside and was shocked. Could it be that these two people were coming for Xiao Fubao?
Then Old Mrs. Wan was relieved. Fortunately, Xiao Fubao did not live in this courtyard, but moved to the next courtyard. Since Liu was about to give birth, the two rooms changed places. The second and third rooms lived in the next courtyard, and the first and fourth rooms lived in the same courtyard with Old Mrs. Wan. They ate together and slept in their own rooms at night. However, a door was opened between the two courtyards for easy access.
At this time, the second room in the next yard also heard the noise here. Wan Laoer put on his clothes, opened the door, secretly walked to the fence wall, and peeked over here. He saw two thieves in the yard, holding kitchen knives, going up to the upper room with great momentum, ready to break in. Wan Laoer was so scared that he almost sat down in the mud.
Wan Laoer hurried back into the house and locked the door.
Wan Ersao had already sat up, but Xiao Fubao was still sleeping soundly, and the couple spoke in very low voices.
"Boss, what's going on? Why do I hear a loud noise next door? Is there another thief?" Wan Ersao was still frightened and now she gets nervous when she sees a thief.
"Hush! Mother, lock the door. I'll go find Mo'er from this side. Don't open the door. I think the two people in the yard next door are not only thieves, but also murderers. We are definitely no match for them."
Wan Laoer was already frightened and his heart was pounding.
Wan Er's wife was so scared that she quickly asked Wan Laoer to take his weapons with him.
"Dad, take the sickle outside with you. It can protect you. Mo'er drank too much tonight and has just fallen asleep. It will take you some time to wake him up. If the thieves find you, I'm afraid they will kill you. You must not get hurt, otherwise we will not be able to survive."
Wan Ersao nervously pulled Wan Laoer's arm, with panic in her eyes.
"Don't worry, I know, nothing will happen. Our yard is just across a small path from Mo'er's house. I will be back soon."
Wan Laoer was afraid that if he went too late, old lady Wan and the others would be in trouble, so without waiting for Wan Er's wife to give him more instructions, he turned around and left the house.
Wan Ersao also quickly got off the kang and locked the door, and pushed the table in the room behind the door. She still felt uneasy and did not get back on the kang. She searched around the room for a while and found a pair of scissors. She held it in her hand for self-defense, and only then did she feel a little more at ease.
When Wan Laoer passed by the small door, he flashed by. In the opposite yard, he could hear the two thieves banging on the door, cursing at them. Wan Laoer was so scared that his legs became weak when he walked.
He finally reached the gate of the courtyard, held his breath, removed the gate plate, and opened the door as gently as possible.
As soon as the door opened to a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through, Wan Laoer slipped out like a slippery loach without making any noise.
Moreover, the sound of banging on the door in the next yard was so loud that it covered up the slight noise he made.
As soon as Wan Laoer walked out of the door, he ran to the next door for his life.
Fortunately, Wan Xingmo did not leave after returning today. He just drank too much at the Wan family's in the evening and got a little drunk, so he was sent back by the Wan family's brothers.
Wan Lao Er looked around and slammed the door of Wan Xingmo's house.
Soon the lights in Zhao's room came on.
"Why does it sound like Jin Zhu's voice? It's so late, and he's knocking on the door so urgently. There must be something wrong. I'll go check it out."
Wan Jinshu also sat up when Zhao lit the oil lamp.
At this time, he held the oil lamp in one hand and walked out. Zhao also put on an outer coat and followed him out.
"Mo'er, wake up quickly, help, someone wants to kill someone!"
As soon as Wan Jinshu came out, he heard Wan Laoer's urgent cry for help.
Wan Jinshu thought to himself that something was wrong, and quickly handed the oil lamp to Zhao. He quickly turned around, went to his room to get his black gold spear, and strode out.
"Madam, go open the door quickly and wake up Mo'er and Chen'er. There may be a group of thieves in the old lady's house."
Wan Jinshu made a prompt decision, said something hurriedly, and strode towards the door.
The door was suddenly opened from the inside, and Wan Laoer almost fell on Wan Jinshu. When he saw clearly what Wan Jinshu was holding in his hand, his panic and nervous mood was immediately relieved a little.
"Brother Jinshu, there are thieves in my house. Two of them are aggressive and are banging on the door. They have knives in their hands and look like martial artists."
Wan Laoer tried his best to explain things clearly so that Wan Jinshu could make a judgment.
"Let's go and take a look."
Wan Jinshu took the lead, holding the black gold spear and walking in front.
Wan Laoer twisted his neck to look towards the yard. He hadn't seen Wan Xingmo yet, but his body had already moved forward behind Wan Jinshu. Finally, when he could no longer see the situation in the yard, he hurriedly caught up with Wan Jinshu.
Wan Laoer also held a sickle in his hand and timidly followed Wan Jinshu towards the yard where Wan Laotai and the others lived.
At this time, the door of the upper room of the Wan family had been chopped open by a kitchen knife. Heisan kicked it directly and kicked a big hole in the door panel.
He reached his hand inside, trying to feel for the latch inside, remove it and open the door.
Boss Wan had been waiting in the main room with a machete in his hand. When he saw a hand reaching out, he chopped at the hand without hesitation. This time, Boss Wan used all his strength. Hei San screamed and quickly pulled his arm out. Blood was gushing from his wrist. His entire hand was chopped off by Boss Wan, and the blood from the gap was all over the yard.
Heisan rolled on the ground in pain, and the sweat on his head flowed down his cheeks.
Seeing this, Bai San yelled and pounced on Hei San, pressing him to the ground. He took off his coat with one hand, twisted it into a ball, and pressed it hard on Hei San's broken wrist, but soon his coat was stained red with blood.
"Don't worry about me! Go and kill those bitches for my revenge." Heisan said this with gritted teeth, then lay on the ground with his left hand pressing on his right hand, his eyes seemed to devour everyone in the room.
Bai San picked up a kitchen knife in one hand and chopped at the door panel with a hole in it mercilessly.
The Wan family's loud noise had already alarmed the neighbors in the front row, and they all put on their clothes and rushed over to watch the fun.
When Wan Xingmo arrived, there were many villagers standing at the gate and in the yard of the Wan family's courtyard.
Bai San was also subdued by Wan Jinshu.
The brothers Bai San and Hei San did not expect that there were hidden talents in this dilapidated village. Bai San had just exchanged a few moves with Wan Jinshu when Wan Jinshu shot him and broke his leg. The two brothers were in complete distress at this time, one with a broken arm and the other with a broken leg.
Heisan saw that the two of them could not escape, but he had a strong desire for revenge. Since he was going to die, he would not let this family off.
Heisan glanced at the people watching the fun outside the yard and suddenly burst into laughter.
"You really deserve to be poor. You don't even know you have a mountain of gold. Let me tell you, this...
Before Heisan could finish his words, a cold light suddenly flashed and blood splashed out. He could no longer make any sound as the sword in Wan Xingmo's hand just cut off his throat.
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