Chapter 92 Weird

Han Zhong's heartbeat stopped for a moment when the gunshot rang out. He looked at Jiang Wu who was pressed under him, and almost tremblingly reached out to support his shoulders.

The next second Jiang Wu turned around, held his hand, and soothed him, "I'm fine."

Han Zhong looked at him in surprise and suspicion, his eyes swept across his forehead, shoulders, chest, and abdomen one by one. After confirming almost every part, he seemed to have regained his breath and suddenly hugged the person in his arms.

Jiang Wu patted his back skillfully, as if to comfort him.

At this moment, a hoarse male voice suddenly sounded above my head, "Get out of here! Otherwise, I will shoot both of you——"

The two people on the ground raised their heads at the same time, and were facing the black muzzle of a gun. The man holding the gun was a tall man dressed in black, with an untidy beard and dark skin. His eyes were sunken and round, and they were full of red bloodshot and a bit crazy.

Next to him stood a shorter man wearing only a brown short-sleeved shirt, with messy hair, bloodshot eyes, and his hands holding the gun were shaking violently.

Han Zhong stood up and pulled Jiang Wu up, then protected him behind him. "What do you want?"

The man in black stared at the two men with a sinister look and asked in a low voice, "How did you get in?"

"Walked in."

Han Zhong glanced calmly at the two men's disheveled clothes and beards, and guessed in his heart that these two men had been in the wild for at least three days and were not in good health.

While he was talking, the tall man also looked him over. His gaze paused for a second on the watch and shirt on his hand, and finally returned to Han Zhong's resolute and handsome face.

"Are you tourists?" the man asked in a hoarse voice.

"We are actors, here to record a variety show." Han paused, "We can pretend not to see you, as long as -"

"Shut up." The tall man interrupted him impatiently, raised his chin behind him, and said, "Go back the way you came."

Han Zhong was silent. If they led the way, they would have to show their backs to each other, which was too passive.

The tall man suddenly glanced at Jiang Wu behind him, his eyes cold, "If you keep hesitating, I'll shoot the guy behind you and break his legs first."

Han Zhong's eyes suddenly turned cold and his gaze fell on the gun in the other person's hand.

The tall man seemed to have noticed something and shouted in a deep voice, "Let the one behind you get out, or I will break your legs right now."

Before Han Zhong could move, Jiang Wu behind him stepped forward and met the short man's gun.

Han Zhong frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Wu, but saw Jiang Wu raised his eyebrows at him, and then glanced at the guns of the two people opposite.

“…”

Han Zhong didn't know why he understood what he meant immediately, but he couldn't help but smile because he found that Jiang Wu thought the same as he did.

The eye contact between the two was too arrogant. The tall man's eyes suddenly turned cold. He pointed the gun downward and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

There was another gunshot, and the bullet almost brushed Jiang Wu's toes and shot into the ground. Han Zhong's eyes darkened, but Jiang Wu himself was completely calm, as if he was not afraid of death at all.

The tall man felt uneasy when he saw this scene. He growled, "Go!"

"Let's go."

Han Zhong spoke calmly and made a gesture to turn around. At this moment, Jiang Wu suddenly moved and leaned forward suddenly.

The tall man was startled and subconsciously looked over there, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand also moved over there. Although he immediately realized his mistake, it was too late!

Han Zhong quickly ducked and rushed towards the tall man. The tall man quickly moved the muzzle of the gun back. Han Zhong reached out and grabbed the other's right wrist that was holding the gun, and twisted it hard. With a sound of dislocated joint, the tall man screamed. Han Zhong took the opportunity to grab the gun and put it against the tall man's forehead.

At the same time, when Jiang Wu rushed towards the short man, the other party fired without hesitation. However, Jiang Wu did not even move, but just tilted his head slightly. The bullet burned through the hair tie and shot into the tree trunk behind him.

The next second, Jiang Wu grabbed the short man's neck with one hand and lifted him up. His overly long black hair fell on his shoulders.

The short man struggled violently, making "ho ho" sounds from his mouth, his whole face turned red, and he looked at Jiang Wu with eyes full of fear, as if he saw a ghost.

Jiang Wu looked at him calmly, and just as he was about to strangle his throat, Han Zhong suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, shouting, "Jiang Wu!"

Jiang Wu's grip loosened, and the short man fell to the ground with a thump. He sat paralyzed on the ground and burst into a violent coughing fit.

Jiang Wu paused, turned to Han Zhong and said, "Actually, I didn't want to kill him."

It just happened.

Although he did not say the latter sentence, Han Zhong read it in his eyes. He couldn't help but let out a sigh and lowered his head to pick up the other gun on the ground.

Jiang Wushang was still worried, so he leaned forward and said, "I really don't want to kill him. You can't ask me to copy the legal provisions anymore. I haven't even finished copying the Criminal Law for the past two days."

The two men who were sitting paralyzed on the ground opposite were even more terrified after hearing this. What kind of person would be forced to copy the Criminal Law every day? A murderer? They were so unlucky!

Han raised his head to meet his bright eyes, raised his hand to tidy up his black hair that was scattered on his shoulders, "Your hair is messy."

Jiang Wu reached out and brushed the long hair that blocked his vision, and said, "I only brought a hair tie."

Han Zhong took out a tie clip from his pocket and said, "Let's use it together."

Jiang Wu ruffled his hair casually, then rolled it into a small bun at the back of his head, fastened it with a tie clip, and tried shaking it. It was a little loose, but okay.

The tall man on the ground looked at the logo on the tie clip and the ruby ​​on it, gritted his teeth, damn, where did hundreds of thousands of jewels fit in?!

Perhaps the jealous look in the man's eyes was too obvious, Han Zhong finally turned his gaze to look over, "Who are you?"

The tall man pursed his lips and said nothing, while the short man looked at the two of them in horror without saying a word.

Han Zhong did not intend to ask anything from them. He estimated that these two people were most likely the thefts that Luo Yun mentioned, but he did not know if they had any accomplices.

Han Zhong found two vines in the woods and tied the two men's hands behind their backs. He then left a tail on each of them. He and Jiang Wu each held one tail, intending to send the two men to the Taoist temple.

Jiang Wu thought it was quite interesting and walked forward holding the short man's hand. However, just when they walked one meter away, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed. The trees nearby suddenly turned into bushes and grass, and even the graves behind them disappeared and turned into a forest.

He turned around and looked back, but there was nothing there. Han Zhong and the short man were gone.

At the same time, Han Zhong watched Jiang Wu disappear out of thin air in front of him and thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Jiang Wu!"

He anxiously shouted the other person's name, but his voice echoed in the forest without any response.

At this time, the short man behind him let out a cry with a tearful tone, and sat paralyzed on the ground, trembling, "Here it comes again! Here it comes again! The ghost is coming!"

Han Zhong's eyes darkened, and he immediately understood why these two strange men were so vicious.