Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 247 Trophies

Guided by the scent, despite the obstructed view, Xiao Hei still pursued the enemy at an extremely fast speed.

The messy but singular footprints on the road confirmed Wang Chengpeng's conjecture: there was indeed only one bandit, and he was in an extremely bad situation.

After chasing for about an hour, the dog excitedly ran into a field and started barking loudly.

Wang Chengpeng knew that this was the sound it made after spotting its prey; the bandits were hiding under the cover of the crops!

It must be said that Bi Jun's vitality is really tenacious. Even after being shot by Wang Chengpeng, he still dragged himself and ran such a long distance.

Frowning at the crops that obscured most of his view, Wang Chengpeng hesitated for a moment before giving Xiao Hei the order to retreat, and then raised his hunting rifle again.

Rather than risk his life, he preferred to waste a few bullets.

From Xiao Hei's position, he could barely determine the location of the bandits, and immediately used up most of the bullets he had brought.

Judging that the bandits were probably dead, Wang Chengpeng reloaded a bullet and slowly walked towards the farmland.

The rain of bullets caused many of the once towering crops to fall, revealing a relatively open area.

Among them, Wang Chengpeng could vaguely see a figure lying on the ground, unable to move.

As he slowly approached, Wang Chengpeng finally saw an utterly unfamiliar face.

Even after being riddled with bullets, this face still appears somewhat harmless.

If the other party manages to escape, and you happen to encounter a kind-hearted person who is easily fooled, they might actually be able to escape.

Unfortunately, he met Wang Chengpeng and ultimately died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!

His wide-open eyes, in particular, revealed his extreme unwillingness.

Despite his severe injuries, Bi Jun was still alive and barely clinging to life.

In fact, Bi Jun woke up the moment he sensed the noise.

As a wanted criminal who lives in constant fear, even when seriously injured, he still cannot sleep soundly.

Damn it, this family is truly vicious; they actually tracked us down here.

The dogs they kept were all vicious, yet they managed to track the dog so far using only the bloodstains on their bodies.

A fierce glint flashed in Bi Jun's eyes, and he instinctively gripped his pistol tighter.

The closer it gets to a life-or-death situation, the more it can unleash the ferocity of these desperate criminals.

Now that Wang Chengpeng has caught up with him, he's probably doomed.

Based on the bloodshed he's committed, he probably deserves to be executed ten times over.

Since that's the case, he also wants to drag Wang Chengpeng, who has persecuted him to this extent, down with him.

That's why, even when he felt the sharp teeth so close to him, Bi Jun endured it without uttering a sound, as if he were already dead.

However, his forbearance did not earn him the chance to die together with Wang Chengpeng; instead, he was met with dozens of bullets.

With crops obstructing his view and unable to see Bi Jun's exact location, Wang Chengpeng's aim was extremely poor.

However, Wang Chengpeng had a lot of bullets, and even if he was lucky, he could hit Bi Jun many times.

Despite the sheer number of bullets, one eventually struck Bi Jun in the eye socket, its momentum continuing unabated until it pierced his brain, delivering the most fatal blow.

Even a vicious bandit like Bi Jun ultimately met a gruesome end at the hands of Wang Chengpeng.

Although Bi Jun looked like he was already beyond dead, Wang Chengpeng still fired another bullet into his head.

He could never be too careful with such a villain.

After confirming that Bi Jun was dead, Wang Chengpeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was dangerous, he ultimately escaped unharmed.

His tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and coupled with the fact that he hadn't slept all night, a strong drowsiness overwhelmed him, almost causing Wang Chengpeng to lose his balance and stumble and fall to the ground.

Fortunately, he was also a martial artist, and he quickly regained his balance and stood up again.

Only then did Wang Chengpeng have time to carefully observe Bi Jun's situation, only to find that the other party was not only carrying a heavy backpack, but also had his hands in his pockets, as if he was holding something of utmost importance.

With a slight pull, Wang Chengpeng discovered that the bandit was indeed holding a pistol.

His index finger was tightly gripping the trigger, as if he could fire that fatal bullet at Wang Chengpeng at any moment with just a little more force.

Unfortunately, this was just Bi Jun's fantasy before his death; he never had the chance to drag Wang Chengpeng down with him again.

Carefully snatch the pistol from the bandit's hand. Such a dangerous item should not be left on him; it's safer to keep it on yourself.

After searching the bandits for a while, Wang Chengpeng quickly found a wooden box.

Judging by its size, it appears to be a device for holding a pistol.

When Wang Chengpeng opened it, he indeed saw a recess that was just big enough to hold a pistol, with several bullets neatly stacked next to it.

nice one!
Wang Chengpeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately confiscated the bandits' illegal items.

He had always wanted to get a portable handgun, but he didn't have a suitable excuse. He never expected that it would be delivered to him in this way.

Opening the backpack carried by the bandit, Wang Chengpeng found that besides some miscellaneous items, the most obvious thing inside was a large pile of shiny little yellow croakers.

This was naturally the payment Zhou Xia gave to Bi Jun. He originally planned to run away with the payment after completing the mission, but he didn't expect that not only would he fail to complete the mission, but he would also lose his life.

The weight of twenty small yellow croakers piled together was not small, but even so, Bi Jun, who was seriously injured, did not choose to give up.

Birds die for food, and people die for wealth; it's easy to understand why Bi Jun would have this mentality.

After all, if he really had a chance to escape by chance, he would probably have to rely on these small yellow croakers to make a comeback.

Looking at the neatly arranged yellow croakers in front of him, Wang Chengpeng's eyes were as cold as ice, sending chills down one's spine.

Under the bright light of a flashlight, some relatively obvious fingerprints could be faintly seen on the small yellow croaker.

It's likely that the owner of the little yellow croaker cherished and played with it after acquiring it.

Wang Chengpeng might not recognize other people's fingerprints at all, but he had once forged Zhou Xia's fingerprints, so he naturally had a deep impression of them.

Many of the fingerprints on these small yellow croakers are similar to Zhou Xia's fingerprints, suggesting they belong to the same person.

As for the other fingerprints, they may belong to the criminals or to Zhou Xia's other fingers.

If Wang Chengpeng had only speculated about the person behind the scenes before, then this time he has found irrefutable evidence.

As long as you can find the fingerprints on these little yellow croakers, it will be enough to kill Zhou Xia.

However, given Zhou Xia's courage, strength, and connections, he would never do something like hiring someone to commit murder.

There must be an immense, all-powerful force behind this, directing Zhou Xia to do such a heinous thing.

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in Wang Chengpeng's eyes.

A colossal hand that blots out the sky? Since it dares to reach into the Wang family, we'll just uproot it completely.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chengpeng forced himself to calm down, and casually plucked a leaf of just the right size from a corn seedling beside him.

Then, Wang Chengpeng carefully wrapped the four small yellow croakers into a "田" (field) shape and put them into corn leaves.

In particular, the small yellow croaker with the imprint is Wang Chengpeng's key protection target, and it may be the most important piece among these small yellow croakers.

After doing all this, Wang Chengpeng tore off a piece of his clothing and carefully wrapped it around the corn husk before putting away the four small yellow croakers as if they were precious treasures.

It wasn't that Wang Chengpeng was greedy; it was just that his past experiences had taught him that it was best to keep certain key evidence in his own hands.

Relying on others? You'd be better off relying on yourself!

If nothing unexpected happens, the small yellow fish in the bag alone would be enough to convict Zhou Xia.

If anything unexpected happens, the little yellow fish in Wang Chengpeng's hand will be proof enough to turn the tide!

Although it was summer, Wang Chengpeng was dressed quite warmly to prevent any accidents, making it easy to hide a few small yellow croakers.

As for the money and receipts in his backpack, Wang Chengpeng didn't touch them. He didn't care about that dirty money stained with other people's blood.

After doing all this, Wang Chengpeng put the backpack back in its original position and placed it behind Bi Jun. Throughout the process, he carefully wrapped his hands with a cloth, seemingly unconcerned about leaving any fingerprints.

Although he got some blood on his hands while checking on the bandits, Wang Chengpeng had a good reason to explain.

After all, he just wanted to confirm whether such a vicious bandit was really dead. What did he do wrong?
After doing all this, Wang Chengpeng returned to the roadside and rested under Xiao Hei's protection.

The intense gunfire earlier would definitely have attracted the attention of others. Although it was still early, it wouldn't be long before someone came to investigate.

Therefore, Wang Chengpeng definitely cannot leave; he must wait here.

Leaving abruptly would only make him seem guilty, and if he were tracked down, it could easily cause unnecessary trouble.

Wang Chengpeng's guess was correct. After waiting for only seven or eight minutes, he heard footsteps.

A short while later, a gasp of surprise came from behind him:
"Comrade Wang, what are you doing here?"

"Have you seen any suspicious people around here, especially regarding the gunshot just now? Do you have any clues?"

Looking back, Wang Chengpeng saw Wang Hai holding a gun.

As the village militia captain and living relatively close by, Wang Hai naturally rushed over immediately.

Although he was questioning Wang Chengpeng, his face was full of vigilance, and he stared intently at Wang Chengpeng.

It is clear that Wang Hai believes the so-called suspicious person is Wang Chengpeng himself.

After all, he knew the location of Wang Chengpeng's home, which was very far from here.

Furthermore, given that Wang Chengpeng was disheveled, covered in blood, and carrying a hunting rifle, it would be difficult not to arouse suspicion.

Although many people must have heard the commotion, only a few actually had the courage to come and investigate.

After all, those were gunshots, which represent absolute danger, and no one wants to lose their life because of curiosity.

Wang Chengpeng didn't seem to mind Wang Hai's suspicious gaze at all.

Since he dared to stay, he must have been mentally prepared. He immediately patted his hunting rifle and explained:

“A suspicious person? I did see one, right there in the fields ahead.”

"Captain Wang, you've come at just the right time. I really didn't know what to do on my own."

At this point, Wang Chengpeng gave a wry smile and said:
"I don't know who I offended, but I was targeted by bandits last night."

"Luckily, my dog ​​was very helpful and sounded the alarm immediately, which prevented my family from dying in our sleep without knowing why."

"Originally, all I wanted was to drive the bandits away, since it's not good for anyone if someone gets killed."

"But I underestimated the ruthlessness of the bandits. They actually brought a gun and even shot and injured my dog, Dahuang."

"I don't want to die, nor do I want my family to get hurt, so naturally I have no choice but to fight back."

"I was pretty lucky. While the bandits' attention was drawn to the dogs, I fired a shot at one of them, hitting him directly in the body."

"The bandit was injured and dared not linger, so he left my house in a hurry."

"As for the gunshot just now, that was naturally fired by me to make sure the bandits couldn't make a move."

"I have a problem: I'm a bit timid. I tend to overreact when I'm scared."

“I was facing armed robbers, so it’s only natural to be afraid. That’s why I accidentally fired dozens of shots.”

"Although it's quite far away and there are crops for cover, I think the bandits are probably gone."

Although this matter seemed to be related to Wang Chengpeng no matter how you looked at it, Wang Hai never expected that he would admit it so openly.

As for his mention of cowardice, Wang Hai selectively ignored it. If he were truly cowardly, how could Wang Chengpeng have dared to track him all the way here?

Was it the dog that gave him courage? Or the shotgun?
Most people wouldn't dare to pursue under such circumstances.

However, that's not the point. The point is whether what Wang Chengpeng said is true.

Thinking this, Wang Hai subconsciously looked at Wang Chengpeng, trying to glean some clues from his face.

But they found that although Wang Chengpeng looked exhausted, he showed no sign of guilt, as if everything was exactly as he had described.

Whether it was a clear conscience or treachery, Wang Hai couldn't tell what the truth was for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked Wang Chengpeng again to confirm, saying:
"This is shooting someone, Comrade Wang, are you sure you're not joking with me?"

Since he dared to do it, Wang Chengpeng naturally couldn't lack the courage to admit it, and immediately said with a smile:
"How could I possibly joke about something like this with Captain Wang?"

"The bandits are in the fields. Go and take a look, and you'll see what's going on."

Seeing Wang Chengpeng's confident tone, Wang Hai hesitated for a moment, then picked up his weapon and cautiously walked towards the farmland.

The area where Bi Jun fell, exposed by the gunfire, was unusually open, allowing Wang Hai to spot him immediately.

Smelling the strong stench of blood in the air, and glancing at Bi Jun, whose skin was torn and bleeding from bullets, Wang Hai frowned deeply.

After checking Bi Jun's breathing and feeling his pulse, Wang Hai discovered that the stranger was indeed dead, just as Wang Chengpeng had said.

Someone died in Wangjia Village, shot by a villager with a hunting rifle. His intuition told him that this was definitely going to be a big deal.

Frowning, Wang Hai returned to the roadside and looked at Wang Chengpeng, who was resting there, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Of course, we should call the police, but we can't just let Wang Chengpeng go unpunished.

After all, the situation is still unclear, and the other party has a hunting rifle, so they are definitely a key target.

Just then, two more militiamen came running towards the sound and shouted:

"Can the person in front tell me what's going on right now?"

The appearance of the two militiamen conveniently resolved Wang Hai's dilemma. He immediately shouted an order, saying:
"Call the police! You two hurry up and go to the town to call the police. Tell them someone has died in the village."

After giving the order, Wang Hai looked at Wang Chengpeng warily and asked cautiously:
"Comrade Wang, what are your opinions on my arrangements?"

Opinion?

Wang Chengpeng instantly understood Wang Hai's meaning; it seemed the other party was wary of him.

He hadn't done anything shameful, and being upright, he had nothing to fear from the police. He immediately spoke with an indifferent expression, saying:

“When something this serious happens, calling the police is naturally the first choice.”

"Captain Wang's arrangement is correct, and I naturally have no objection to it."

Seeing that Wang Chengpeng did not do anything rash out of "fear," Wang Hai breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the two militiamen to go and return quickly.

It was at this moment that Wang Chengpeng, seeing that the time was ripe, spoke up:

"After waiting for a long time, I finally met someone who could take charge, and he explained the situation in detail."

"Leave the professional matters to the professionals. I, an outsider, will not waste my time here."

"In addition, I didn't sleep all night because of this, and my family was worried sick for half a day, so I dare to ask, Captain Wang, can I go back and rest now?"

Although Wang Chengpeng has resolved the matter properly, his family is unaware of the situation and is undoubtedly still worried about him.

In addition, he needed some time to deal with the things on his person, so it was best for him to leave as soon as possible.

Upon hearing Wang Chengpeng's words, Wang Hai's hesitation became even more pronounced.

Although, based on Wang Chengpeng's description, he was just an extremely innocent passerby, and I should have let him go.

But since he was the person involved, it seemed a bit inappropriate to just let him go like that.

Seemingly seeing through Wang Hai's thoughts, Wang Chengpeng said quite frankly:
“I am the victim, Captain Wang, why are you being so harsh on me?”

"If you really have any ruthless methods, you should use them on criminals who commit crimes, not on an innocent passerby like me."

"Besides, my home is right here, in Wangjia Village. Do you think I'll run away?"

"You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple. Where can I, with my family to support, run to?"

(End of this chapter)