1661 Chapter 50

“Not from either of us?” I was surprised, wondering how many forces were gathered in this temple. Just as I finished speaking, there were two consecutive gunshots. Bullets flew in through the window, aimed at my position, but they were slightly off-target, whizzing past above my head.

“Yes, there’s another party involved,” the fat man said. “Actually, there are some things I haven’t told you yet, but there’s no time now. We’ll discuss it later. Look, he can already determine where we are.”

“Why?”

“Experience. He must have surveyed this room beforehand.” The fat man looked around. “There are only a few places to hide in this room; he must have already marked all the spots where we could take cover and chosen to ambush from the spot with the smallest blind spot. He’s betting on where you’re hiding and testing you with bullets.”

Just then, another bullet struck my position. This time, the angle was tricky; it came in at a downward diagonal through the window and hit the floor behind me. The impact numbed my whole body, and I quickly crawled to the side.

The fat man also showed a strange expression. “But this guy is betting too accurately.”

“Maybe he saw me darting towards your position just now,” I said, “so he thought I should be around here.”

“Impossible. It’s easy to crawl around here; anyone would choose the most concealed spot to hide.” The fat man looked thoughtful. “Strange. If he could see us, we would have been hit already. So he must still be guessing, but why is he guessing so accurately?”

The fat man carefully pulled out a wooden frame and said to me, “Never mind that for now. Let’s first trick him into wasting his bullets, and then when he’s reloading, we’ll sneak out through the back window. Once we’re in the mountains, it’ll be easier.” He took off his shirt and immediately used the rod to prop it up. As soon as it peeked over the window ledge, three bullets struck it, and the shirt was immediately shot down.

I looked at the fat man, who clicked his tongue and said, “What kind of sniper rifle is this? The firing rate is so high.” In that split second, I heard some strange sounds and immediately signaled for the fat man to be quiet.

The fat man understood that my gesture must have significance, so he didn’t speak. I listened intently, and suddenly I heard a very faint rustling sound coming from the courtyard outside.

I pointed to my ear and then to the outside. The fat man rolled his eyes and listened. After a while, he suddenly showed an expression of anger. He mouthed instructions to me, indicating for me to get close to the door, then used his fingers to signal a count of 1, 2, 3, and then lifted his foot, meaning for me to kick the door open after he counted to three.

The tacit understanding formed by years of friendship between the fat man and me was fully realized here. Without any doubt or hesitation, I crawled over, turned around, and pressed my foot against the door. The fat man picked up the lamp that had been knocked over on the ground, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly crouched down, signaling me with a 1. I nodded and took a deep breath. He made the gesture for 2, and at the moment he was about to signal 3, he suddenly stood up.

Almost simultaneously, I kicked the wooden door open with force, and at that moment, the fat guy suddenly crouched down. In an instant, two bullets came flying in, grazing the fat guy’s hair. He rolled with the momentum, and the table lamp in his hand was already thrown out. Then he charged out. I heard several muffled gunshots from that direction, right in the yard.

As I turned over, I saw the fat guy grappling with someone, and the gun had been loosened from that person’s grip by the fat guy’s bite. I rushed over, picked up the table lamp, and joined the fray, quickly locking that person’s neck and smashing their head with the lamp.

The person was quite strong, but with the way the fat guy and I were fighting, neither of us could withstand it. I smashed the person’s head several times, and they went silent. We both rolled over and discovered that it was a monk. The fat guy picked up a gun that had fallen nearby, and it turned out to be a handgun with a silencer.

“Damn it, this bastard was using a handgun in the yard, imitating a sniper rifle,” the fat guy fiddled with the gun and tucked it into his waistband.

I said, “Why were you so reckless, just charging out like that? You’re not Xiao Ge. If that lamp had missed, you would have been done for.”

“I could tell from the sounds that it was a handgun, and with such a light sound, it definitely had a silencer. Besides, the angles of the shots earlier were slanted. If it was in the yard, it must have been very close to the door, so I took a gamble. Sure enough, this guy was just ten meters outside our door. With the weather being so cold, it would be strange if he hit anything with a handgun.”

I crouched down to look at the person’s face and realized it was a monk from the temple. I had seen him a couple of times, both in the cafeteria, but it seemed I had hit him too hard, as blood was flowing from his nose.

“Long time no see, Tian Zhen. Your hands are as dirty now as Fat Ye’s,” the fat guy glanced around to see that no one was around to continue the ambush and said, “Let’s drag him into the room first. This person’s identity seems a bit special; I don’t know why he was trying to ambush us. It seems like there are issues with the people in this temple, so we need to be extra careful.”

I thought for a moment and said to him, “If that’s the case, I definitely can’t stay in my room. Come with me; I’ll take you to a safer place.”