Dazhuang’s father shouted, “Bao, don’t do anything randomly.”
The scene began to calm down, but Dazhuang obviously had no intention of stopping.
“It’s all caused by him, and there’s that dead teacher. I can’t avenge the teacher, but he wants to be buried with him. I don’t want to live anymore, so he can’t think of it.” Dazhuang shouted without reason.
I could feel Dazhuang clenched the dagger and lifted it up, and it should be inserted into me the next second.
I thought about everything was over, and I thought about if I had a next life, I would definitely be a bad person.
Then at the last moment I will put down the butcher knife, which may save more effort than a good person.
I closed my eyes.
. . .
A bang.
I felt a pain, but I still stood there.
On the contrary, Dazhuang fell softly and the dagger slid down from me as he fell.
Cut the chest from the left shoulder before stopping, and a whole trace was drawn.
I found that it was okay, subconsciously covered my chest, and I felt a little panicked when I looked at the overflowing blood.
Dazhuang fell to the ground and held a dagger with a spear spear reflecting the moonlight stuck in his head.
The long speargun was inserted obliquely on Dazhuang’s head. There was no fishing line on the speargun, which indicated that it was shot from a distance.
I looked at the rough launch direction and an uncle ten meters away sat up from the fishing boat.
I grabbed a spear in my hand and wiped the sweat from my forehead.
Thinking that he should have been lying on the roof of the wooden fishing boat while the night was dark and fired the shot on the shaking wooden fishing boat.
Thank God, he shot so accurately.
My parents immediately ran towards me, and my mother cried loudly.
As Dazhuang’s parents came, they ran to Dazhuang and cried bitterly, which was even better than my father.
The villagers handed the towel and shirt and my mother pressed it on my chest to stop the bleeding. She looked at the pool of blood flowing on the ground and became dizzy.