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At this time, all the eyes were black. Among the black people, the four white people were really too eye-catching, as if four big white sheep were placed in front of a bunch of big bad wolves.

As soon as the gunshots rang out everywhere, the crackling sound and the pungent smell of gunpowder swarmed from all directions like a tide. The people in the wide square lost their minds in an instant and began to flee crazily, but many of them He ran towards the conspicuous four lighthouses, and scattered Lance and the others almost in the blink of an eye.

Lance could clearly feel that someone was slapping his pocket. The method of stealing was not technical at all. He used his strength to rush into Lance's arms, and then fumbled in his pockets with both hands, and there was more than one person, obviously Want to take advantage of the chaos and rob.

However, Lance had already made preparations. He wore a worn dark gray linen shirt today, and only put fifty dollars in change in the two pockets of his trousers—just to deal with the special situation when the children surrounded him just now. There is nothing outside. So at this time, Lance didn't intend to pay attention to these thieves at all, but shouted to his scattered companions, "By the way! By the side of the road!"

As Lance moved towards the side of the road, he greeted Percy and the others. It was the first time for Percy, Albert, and Hayden to deal with such a situation, and they seemed to be in a hurry. They could only rely on their own strength and rushed in the direction of Lance regardless.

All this happened in a blink of an eye. Before Lance and others ran to the side of the road, several people chased and ran out from the alley not far ahead. Both the chasing party and the fleeing party drove desperately. The gun, regardless of the innocent people gathered around it, the bullets flying around in the air without any sight at all, startled screams of fear. The sense of sight of hell on earth came to my face.

As the bullets flew around, the thieves around Lance immediately dispersed, and quickly fled towards the alley by the side of the road, like an antelope in the forest. The sound of "swish" bullets was flying in my ears, and even hit the room behind me, splashing a large piece of mud, hitting my body, and a burst of stinging pain swept over me, but Lance didn't care about it at all. These, the group of chasing desperadoes are getting closer and closer, their running has no fixed direction, they are almost fleeing in any gap.

Lance looked back and found that Donald had entered the house behind him. He stood at the door and waved anxiously at Lance. Lance quickly looked back, Hayden and Percy had already run over, he quickly shouted, "The room, enter the room!" But Albert was still two steps behind, and Lance had no time to explain, He ran over directly and pushed Albert forward from behind.

Albert only felt that his body was out of control forward, like a train without brakes, rushing forward, staggering and rushing all the way. One rolled forward and fell to the ground, and a crowd of people in the room turned upside down.

Lance quickly entered the room, turned around and locked the door, before he could even catch his breath, "Bang! Bang!" Two consecutive gunshots hit the outer wall of the house, and another burst of mud peeled off. Even the glass windows began to vibrate, followed by another loud "bang", and the wooden door was directly pierced. Lance squatted down reflexively, turned around and hid under the stove next to him. His heart was beating violently in his chest, causing his fingertips to tremble uncontrollably. Lance clenched his fist hard and bit hard. Biting the tip of his tongue, the intense pain made the whole person calm down.

The gunshots outside the house were still bursting in disorder, but they gradually drifted away, and finally disappeared into the air.

At this moment, Lance let out a long breath. A gust of wind blew, and he shivered twice. Only then did he realize that his back was covered in cold sweat just now.

It was only now that Lance began to look at this room—the so-called four walls are probably like this. There are three rooms in the whole house, but there is no decoration of furniture. The rooms on both sides have a plank bed on each side, and the bed is messy. A bed of flimsy floral print sheets was stacked on top of each other; in the lobby where they were now, there was only one table, which stood alone against the wall, and in the corner was a large pile of neatly stacked miniature ragdoll figures, which almost occupied the space. two-thirds of the space.

Albert, Percy, and Hayden squatted in front of the pile of dolls, and a few dolls fell on the ground in a mess beside them; squatting next to them were two black women, a middle-aged woman and a young woman. The girl, both of them were holding a bunch of dolls in their arms, with needles and threads in their hands, and then leaned against the corner of the wall and curled up tightly, their bodies were trembling, but they were still unwilling to let go of the dolls in their arms.

Lance looked up at Donald who was standing at the door of the room on the left, trying to ask about the situation. Although Lance lived in Rio de Janeiro for a period of time every year before, and often visited the City of God, he had seen most of the situations depicted in the "City of God", but this was the first time he experienced a gun battle in person.

But before Lance could open his mouth, he saw the group of children behind Donald, and three of them were within sight. They were all hiding under the bed, hugging their knees tightly, a pair of black and white Through the angle formed by the room and the door frame, the big eyes stared anxiously at Lance's every move.

To them, this group of strangers is an intruder.

At this moment, there was another commotion outside the house, and someone shouted, "Where? Where?" followed by a mess of voices. Lance's fairly proficient Portuguese caught a few words, "White people... improper purpose... the enemy..." The chaotic voice was getting closer and closer to the room, which made everyone in the room start exchanging glances in horror, But no one knew what to do.

There isn't even a place to hide here.

Donald also panicked at this time, and this is also the most tricky part of City of God. If you meet the big boss, everything can be negotiated and exchanged for benefits. Even if the negotiation collapses, things can at least be controlled; but when you meet those ignorant and fearless gangsters, there is no reason at all, and there is no reason at all. The weapons in their hands are like bombs that don't know when to detonate, and no one can predict it-not even the boss.

"Bang bang bang", there was almost no gap for breathing, and there was a violent knock on the door, "Open the door! He/mother/ open the door quickly!" The arrogant voice roared outside, and everyone in the room The air seemed to freeze, "A few white people hid in just now, we all saw them, they are villains with malicious intentions, we will pull them out to parade!"

"And then shoot them."

"Yes, and then shoot! Tell others, we are not even afraid of white people, hahahaha!" There was a burst of laughter, and Lance turned his head to look at several friends. Everyone stared round, but faced with such a situation, But no one could come up with a solution. Donald stood beside him, hugging his head tightly, muttering "Calm! Think! Think quickly!" Obviously, he was helpless.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why. That's probably how it is now.

The sound of "chug chug" machine gun fire rang out without warning, causing everyone in the room to bow their heads and hug each other. The sound of a child crying came, but their mouths were quickly covered, and only There was a whimper. Lance raised his head, and then he saw the eyes full of tears. It was just a child of three or four years old. His mouth was tightly covered by a child who looked fifteen or six years old next to him, but the tears still Can't stop falling down.

A loud noise of "Bang!" broke the balance and silence in the room, the door was directly kicked open, the wooden door looked like paper, it was directly kicked in half, lying lonely and miserable It hit the ground, kicked up a cloud of sawdust and dust, and then a group of people swarmed into the house, "Come out, all of you! You hateful looters and colonists! Get out!"

Countless muzzles were aimed at everyone in the room, and the black muzzles could even smell the smell of gunpowder, spreading slowly in the air; the cheers from outside the room were heard very clearly , "White man, I caught the white man!", followed by a burst of laughter, joy and excitement passed through the walls of the room... That kind of high-altitude tightrope crisis hit my heart, this is simply an unsolvable It seems that as long as they act rashly, a bloody case will be triggered; but if they do nothing, what they have to face may be the end of their lives.

The scenes outlined in the "City of Gods" are presented in the brain more clearly than ever before.

He never swallowed his anger, and never gave up easily. Lance squeezed his fists hard, the warm moisture in his palms made his hands extremely slippery, as if he couldn't exert all his strength; the cold sweat behind him was completely dried, leaving only a thin goosebump; Then, Lance took a deep breath... and stood up straight away.

"Hula la", Lance's movements moved his whole body, and all the guns were aimed at Lance in an instant, and everyone stared at him vigilantly and tensely. At such a tense moment, Lance actually had an inappropriate sense of absurd joy, and the first thought in his mind was——they are so unprofessional, and it is obviously unwise to point all the guns at him alone, There are so many strong men staring at him beside him.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Lance's mouth was outlined, and then slowly bloomed, just like the sun showing light little by little behind layers of clouds, making the extremely tense smell of gunpowder in the room slowly dissipate. Lance put his hands in his trouser pockets freely, and calmly looked at the group of guns in front of him with a hint of sarcasm, "So, this is how you treat guests?"