Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 359 358 Eating and Taking
in the room.

Feng Xiuhu lay on the bed, while Shunzi slept on the floor.

The two were having a private conversation in their bedroom.

"Brother, can you let me see that thing?"

"what?"

"It's that thing we both have."

"Is that something you can just look at casually?"

"It's just the two of us!"

"No, it's inconvenient, and besides, our things are different."

"I know, yours isn't as big as mine."

Feng Xiuhu sat up abruptly and said irritably, "Are you going to sleep or not?"

In the darkness, Shunzi whispered back, "I can't sleep..."

Feng Xiuhu thought for a moment, but said nothing and lay down again.

He could actually understand Shunzi.

This was Shunzi's first time traveling far from home, and everything he saw along the way, whether bustling or desolate, whether crisscrossing fields or barren land, filled him with wonder.

A completely new world filled his mind, so it's no wonder he couldn't calm down.

As Feng Xiuhu was thinking this, a "gurgling" sound suddenly came from the darkness.

He was taken aback: "You're not full?"

"I'm full."

Shunzi rubbed her stomach and muttered softly, "My stomach just feels a little uncomfortable... I might have a bit of an upset stomach."

"The toilet is downstairs."

Feng Xiuhu turned over and said, "I'm going to sleep now. Go outside and keep your noise down, don't disturb me."

Shunzi responded, but didn't move—he felt he could still endure it.

suddenly.

Bang-!
The door suddenly swung open.

Enraged, Feng Xiuhu jumped up and yelled, "I'll teach you to be smaller—"

The two people inside the house met the gazes of the group of police officers outside the door, and they stared at each other in bewilderment.

"Why are you still awake..."

Someone whispered.

Judging from this situation, how can things possibly turn out well?
Feng Xiuhu grabbed his clothes and got out of bed, cursing as he kicked Shunzi: "Get up right now, we've run into a rip-off inn!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than an owl-man constable burst through the window from behind, smashing his iron bar down on the back of Feng Xiuhu's head.

"The Flying Tigers?!"

Feng Xiuhu reacted extremely quickly. Without even turning his head, he swung his hand and sent the owl-man patrolman flying again.

Shunzi got up and was busy putting on his pants.

From behind the crowd, Ma Sihai shouted to Feng Xiuhu: "Your accomplices have already surrendered! I advise you not to resist any longer! Surrender now!"

"Fang has already thrown six shots?"

Feng Xiuhu spat on the ground: "Damn it, I knew he couldn't be trusted!"

"Brother be careful!"

Shunzi suddenly shouted and stepped in front of Feng Xiuhu.

boom!
A flash of fire, and then a gunshot rang out.

The bullet struck Shunzi in the back with a muffled "clang".

Ma Sihai was shocked: "What kind of kung fu is this?!"

Feng Xiuhu peeked out from behind Shunzi and saw clearly the box gun Ma Sihai was holding—it turned out that he had hidden his hand underneath and fired a shot from a gap in the crowd.

Feng Xiuhu's face was grim, his eyes filled with chilling murderous intent: "Shunzi..."

"Take their bones apart for me."

……

Bang!
The last officer crashed through the second-floor railing and fell heavily into the lobby.

Shunzi grabbed Ma Sihai by the hair and dragged him down from the second floor. He asked Feng Xiuhu, who had been waiting in the lobby for a while, "Brother, should we silence him?" "Silence what?"

Feng Xiuhu glared at him.

The hall was littered with groaning police officers lying in disarray. Shunzi, being experienced, had broken the arms and legs of each of them to ensure they were powerless to resist.

But the commotion was so great that it was hard not to attract the attention of others.

The inn's guests knew what was going on and didn't dare to get involved. They all hid in their rooms, and the innkeeper huddled in the kitchen, trembling with fear.

Shunzi scratched the back of his head and glanced at the police officers on the ground: "What about these people?"

"Leave them alone."

Feng Xiuhu pointed at Ma Sihai: "Take this leader with you, let's leave the city now—have him knock on the door for us."

Dragging Ma Sihai along, Feng Xiuhu and his companion quickly left the inn.

Seeing that the carriage was still parked by the roadside, Feng Xiuhu had Shunzi lead the men into the carriage, and then he took the driver's seat.

"Are we going to ignore Fang Youliu?"

Shunzi poked his head out.

"Mind your own business."

Feng Xiuhu cursed, "Since he's afraid of getting into trouble, he can just suffer the consequences himself."

After saying that, he tried to pull the reins, but the two large horses standing in front did not move.

Feng Xiuhu was taken aback and kicked the horse's rump—but felt a stiffness in his foot.

Bend down for a closer look, and Feng Xiuhu's expression changed drastically.

The horse had a glossy coat and bright, piercing eyes—but it was a fake!

Before he could even marvel at how incredibly lifelike the craftsmanship was, Feng Xiuhu jumped out of the car and shouted to Shunzi, "I don't have a driver's license! Let's just go!"

Shunzi suddenly panicked, lifted the carriage curtain and shouted to Feng Xiuhu, "Brother! Our luggage is lost!"

Feng Xiuhu was so angry he jumped up and down: "That damned Fang Youliu! If you're going to surrender, then surrender! Why are you taking advantage of me?"

Shunzi asked, "Big brother, are we still going?"

"Go to hell!"

Feng Xiuhu crawled into the carriage and slapped the unconscious Ma Sihai awake.

As soon as Ma Sihai woke up, he quickly begged for mercy: "Hero, spare my life! Brave man, spare my life!"

Feng Xiuhu slapped him again, silencing him, and grabbed his collar, asking, "Where is Fang Youliu?"

Ma Sihai was completely bewildered: "Who is Fang Youliu?"

Feng Xiuhu punched him, breaking two of his front teeth: "Driver! My driver!"

Ma Sihai wailed in pain, but quickly replied, "The team! In our police station!"

Feng Xiuhu grabbed him by the hair and dragged him out of the car: "Lead the way!"

The three gradually walked away, and the street returned to silence. In the distance, Feng Xiuhu's impatient voice could be heard, as he kicked Ma Sihai in the buttocks.

"Go faster!"

As their figures disappeared into the night, the beggar in the alley across the street finally dared to show himself.

He clung to the corner of the wall, staring blankly in the direction the three had gone.

When I turned around, I saw the innkeeper across the street also peering out from the door frame.

After exchanging a glance with the beggar, the shopkeeper seemed to wake from a dream and ran off to the other end of the street.

……

Fortunately, Jiangluo Creek was not large, and Feng Xiuhu and his group did not walk for too long before reaching their destination.

Ma Sihai pointed to the building inside the high wall and said with a bitter face, "Second Master, the police station is inside."

Because he was missing a front tooth, he had a persistent lisp when he spoke.

Feng Xiuhu pulled out the confiscated pistol from his waist and pressed the muzzle against Ma Sihai's temple: "Let me tell you this first, I don't care how many people are inside, but if I see anyone who dares to raise their voice at me, I'll shoot them first."

Ma Sihai didn't dare to move, and quickly put on a smile: "Two! Just two people! Don't worry, Second Master, I brought everyone out today. I'll just let you know about the two inside, and I guarantee it won't interfere with your business."

Feng Xiuhu was somewhat skeptical: "Is this all the people in your police station?"

Ma Sihai slapped his thigh: "Oh my, Second Master, Jiangluoxi is only so big, where did you find a police station? We only set up this police station here—and you're the only one with a musket!"

PS: Master Feng is not a ruthless killer; he acts entirely based on reason. He only thought that Ma Sihai came for the three constables from earlier that day, unaware that Ma Sihai had other ulterior motives.

(End of this chapter)