Chapter 62 Breaking Banggeng's Arm
Looking at the stick terrier twisting and crying on the ground.
Fang Xiang was a little confused.
What Banggeng stole was not the blueprints, but the remaining half of the roast duck and the duck rack.
Because Fang Xiang had thrown away the oil paper, Bang Geng tore off a piece of the drawing.
When he was planning to take the roast duck and duck rack away, Fang Xiang shot him in the arm and broke it.
At this moment, there were unusually loud gunshots and Banggeng's crying in the middle of the night.
It immediately woke up everyone in the yard.
"My dear grandson! Wuu ...
Jia Zhang rushed over with disheveled hair from the crowd of onlookers.
Under bright light, it can be seen clearly.
Banggeng's arm had been pierced by a bullet, and the white bone stumps were clearly visible.
The pool of blood on the ground grew larger and larger, and Banggeng's crying became quieter and quieter.
"Why are you still crying? Go find a doctor."
The voice of the third uncle came from the crowd.
Fang Xiang looked up and saw that except for Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu, everyone in the courtyard was standing far away.
In the dark, I couldn't see their expressions clearly, but what was certain was that they were all very scared.
The reason is that Fang Xiang still has a gun in his hand.
Many people in the yard came from the war years.
Naturally extremely sensitive to gunshots.
At this time, Fang Xiang was standing in the room with a gun in his hand.
No one dared to step forward, but their instinct to watch the fun made them reluctant to leave.
Although it was obvious that it was Bang Geng who stole the things, Fang Xiang shot him.
But as to why Fang wanted to have a gun in his hand, there are all kinds of thoughts.
Frightened by Fang Xiang's gun, no one dared to speak. They just kept their voices as low as possible and exchanged ideas with each other.
After all, we are all from the same yard, so it won’t hurt to get shot just for watching the fun.
"Remember to call the police."
A familiar voice sounded from the crowd.
Fang Xiang frowned. He was an old man, but he didn't say anything.
"You can't do this, Bang Geng will lose too much blood.
Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
A female voice sounded, pushing through the crowd and walking into Fang Xiang's house.
They also pulled away Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu, who were lying on Banggeng and crying.
It was Lou Xiao'e, holding a piece of white cloth in her hand.
First, he pulled open Banggeng's cotton coat, then wrapped the strips of cloth around Banggeng's arms and shoulders several times.
Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Lou Xiao'e looked up at Fang Xiang with a complicated look in her eyes.
But he didn't say anything. Instead, he stepped out and stood in the crowd to watch the excitement again.
Looking at Bang Geng again, he had fainted from the pain.
But it’s better this way, so I won’t lose too much blood.
"My son!!"
At this time, Qin Huai's eyes were red, and his snot and tears were on his face, and it was impossible to tell them apart.
"Ahhh, my dear grandson! I...I...I will fight you!!!"
Jia Zhang looked at Bang Geng who had fainted and thought he was dead.
He rushed towards Fang Xiang, waving his hands.
"Snapped!"
Fang Xiang would spoil her?
Although it is inconvenient to hold the gun with the right hand, the left hand is stronger.
With just one slap, Jia Zhang fell to the ground.
"Ahhhh!!! How dare you hit me!!! My dear grandson!!! Dongxu!!! Dongxu's father!!!"
Open your eyes and take a look!
After you left, anyone would dare to bully us.
Woo woo woo . . . . . "
Jia Zhang's hair was already a mess from her tears and snot.
At first glance, I thought I had encountered a ghost.
Just hair, no face.
Jia Zhang knelt on the ground, crying and pounding the ground.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s afraid of the gun in Fang Xiang’s hand.
Everyone outside the room just watched silently.
No one spoke.
"My dear grandson, how could you just disappear like this?
How can I live if you leave? I... I... I will fight you!"
Jia Zhang stood up shakily and rushed forward again, waving her hands.
Looking at Jia Zhang's inhuman appearance.
Fang Xiang felt very disgusted.
No need to use your hands, just use your feet.
He kicked Jia Zhang in the heart.
Jia Zhang's tearing roar came to an abrupt end.
Unable to control his body, he stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground again.
Qin Huairu also fell to the ground.
"My son! My son!!"
Qin Huairu was dragged to the ground and seemed to have her crying holes opened.
I almost fainted just now, and now I started crying loudly again.
"Fang Xiang, you're going too far.
Banggeng's arms are broken and he's now in critical condition.
You beat Jia Zhang like this again...
Are you still a man?"
Seeing Qin Huairu crying pitifully, Sha Zhu felt soft-hearted and stood up.
"How about you come over too?"
Fang was too lazy to compete with him, so he waved the gun at Sha Zhu.
The crowd outside who were watching the excitement were immediately frightened and scattered like chicks.
Only Sha Zhu was left standing there alone.
"You are illegally in possession of firearms. Wait for the police!"
Sha Zhu seemed fearless, with his hands on his chest.
But Fang Xiang could see clearly that both of Sha Zhu's legs were trembling.
Fang was too lazy to argue with him and just stood there, waiting for the police.
"Fang Xiang, you are not a human being! How dare you hit me!"
Unexpectedly, before the police arrived, Jia Zhang recovered first.
He stood up tremblingly again, grabbed the stool and rushed towards Fang Xiang.
Now Fang Xiang couldn't bear it any longer.
He pulled the trigger and fired again at the ground.
"boom!"
After the gunshot, everyone fell silent, even the sound of whispering stopped.
All that was left was the dog in the distance, barking anxiously.
“Puff…”
There was a sound coming from Jia Zhang's body.
Then there was a foul stench.
An unknown liquid also dripped down Jia Zhang's trouser legs.
Everyone saw it clearly, so how could they not understand that Jia Zhang was frightened to the point of incontinence.
“This is your final warning, if you try to do anything to me again.
Next time I fire, I won't just aim at the floor!"
Fang Xiang raised his pistol, pointed it at Jia Zhang and said coldly.
“Puff…”
The voice came from Jia Zhang again.
The stench became stronger and stronger.
Fang Xiangdu started to feel nauseous and wanted to vomit.
There were a lot of footsteps outside the door.
"The police are here, let's make way..."
The third uncle who was closest to the Chuihua Gate spoke.
The crowd immediately made way to the middle courtyard.
Then uniformed police officers holding flashlights ran into the courtyard.
"Who fired the gun! Who fired the gun!"
The leader shouted loudly.
"Here! Here! It was Fang Xiang who fired the shot!
He's still holding a gun in his hand, be careful, it's a real gun!"
The third uncle's voice sounded again, and then he pointed at Fang Xiang, the leading police officer.
"Put the gun down! Put the gun down!"
The police officers who entered the room immediately saw Fang Xiang standing under the light.
He also noticed the pistol in his hand, and immediately leaned sideways against the wall, raised the gun in his hand, and shouted at Fang Xiang.
“Don’t be nervous, I have a gun license, this guy is here to steal state secrets.
I shot him and wounded him."
Fang Xiang turned the gun in his hand, holding the slide and exposing the handle.
"Raise your left hand and put the gun on the ground, gently and slowly!"
Several police officers aimed their guns at Fang Xiang and shouted orders.
"Okay, I'll put the gun down now, don't be nervous."
Fang Xiang responded verbally, then gently put the gun on the ground.
"Put your hands up so I can see your hands! Stay away from the gun!"
Seeing Fang Xiang put the gun on the ground, the police breathed a sigh of relief, but then shouted again.
Unexpectedly, just as Fang Xiang bent down to put down the gun, Jia Zhang pounced on him again.
But this time, no sound was made.
Fortunately, Fang Xiang reacted quickly enough.
Another vicious kick.
At this moment, Jia Zhang's mouth was full of blood and she flew out of the house.
He collapsed in the yard, leaving only a slight groan.
PS: Thanks to Mr. Liu Zhishou who loves fried taro shreds for his praise, I will add another chapter
