Chapter 1701
He was so angry he couldn't shut his teeth.
Wang An and his men's ruthless shooting made the bandit realize he was unlikely to survive. So, the bandit tried to provoke Wang An into giving him a quick death.
The main problem is that even if Wang An doesn't kill him now, given his current crippled state, he will inevitably become food for wild animals.
Watching your body being devoured by wild beasts before you die is a truly unpleasant experience; it's better to die quickly and peacefully.
Wang An didn't take his insults to heart. After all, what was there to argue with a person who was about to die?
Wang An, still smiling broadly, said:
"Tell me, how many people are in your group? And who are you all?"
The bandit didn't even listen to Wang An's question, and immediately started cursing:
"Fuck you, come on, shoot me in the head! If I even flinch, I'm not a son of a mother."
Wang An kicked the hunting rifle beside him aside, gesturing for Wang Li to put it away. Then, with a chuckle, he squatted down and, while rummaging through the bandit's pocket, said:
"Can't you speak properly? If you cooperate and tell me everything I want to know, I'll give you a quick answer. If you don't cooperate, then calm down and think it over before you speak."
After a pause, Wang Ancai continued:
"It's okay if you don't tell me. I have some hemostatic medicine. I'll bandage your wound in a bit, and then I'll strip you naked and throw you here to attract mosquitoes. Don't worry, I can keep you alive for at least three or four more days, hahahaha."
As he spoke, Wang An laughed, a genuinely happy laugh.
The bandit continued his insults, even hurling insults at Wang An's ancestors for eighteen generations.
After laughing, Wang An said again:
"Oh right, if all else fails, we still have a stick. It's a freshly dug four-leaf variety, really good, and it's even a two-section reed. We'll give you a few tendrils to feed it, and you'll live a couple more days, hehehe. With you in charge of attracting mosquitoes these next few days, we'll suffer less, hehehehe."
After saying that, Wang An grinned smugly, a laugh that was quite unsettling to hear.
Stripping a living person naked and feeding them to mosquitoes may sound harmless, neither bloody nor violent, but only those who have experienced it firsthand know how painful it is.
That unbearable itching sensation all over the body can absolutely drive a person crazy with discomfort.
The bandit's hands and feet were all shot off, so he couldn't even scratch them. Oh my god, that must have felt terrible.
No matter what Wang An said, the bandit ignored him and just kept cursing, using the most offensive insults imaginable.
And so, Wang An finally couldn't continue.
It has to be said that this bandit was quite tough and resolute. Blood was spurting from the four bullet holes in his body, but he could still keep cursing. In the local dialect, he was "cursing so much that he couldn't close his teeth!"
After thinking for a moment, Wang An pulled out his knife from his waist and started cutting into the bandit's clothes. He cut off a fairly large piece of cloth, then rolled it up and stuffed it into the bandit's mouth, filling it completely.
Sure enough, in an instant, the world became much quieter, with only the "mmm" sound coming from the bandit's mouth after it was gagged!
For something like stuffing a cloth into your mouth, the ball of cloth must be big and solid enough to completely fill your mouth; otherwise, it absolutely won't stop you, and you'll just have to push it out with your tongue.
At this moment, Wang Li kicked the bandit hard and said unhappily:
"Damn it, with your foul mouth, you're not even as good as a decent old woman."
Wang An examined the items he had just taken from the bandit's pocket.
There were a dozen or so 16-gauge shotgun shells, over 30 large-denomination banknotes and a few loose bills, a dozen or so grain coupons, a small cloth bag of tobacco, a small stack of cigarette papers, a box of matches, most of a box of Daqianmen cigarettes, and five small glass bottles used for penicillin. That was all. Wang An casually picked up a small glass bottle, looked at it, and grinned.
"I don't know if they were gold prospectors, or if they robbed the prospectors, but they still managed to steal quite a bit of gold, haha."
Wang An and Wang Li were very familiar with each other when it came to money.
Before they raided that gold mine, Wang An, Wu Dong, and others were panning for gold dust in the river.
However, Wang An and Wang Li were not short of gold, so they were not very interested in this kind of primitive placer gold plating.
Wang An glanced at the items in his hands, then, without looking up, said to Wang Li:
"Fifth brother, go and check their pockets to see if they have anything else of value."
Upon hearing this, Wang Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately said with great interest:
"Okay, Fourth Brother, I'll go right away."
It's clear that Wang Li is also very interested in the matter of rummaging through corpses.
Wang Li went to rummage through the dead man's pocket, while Wang An dragged the corpse next to the tent, along with the bandit who had been shot in all four limbs, aside. He then squatted down next to the tent, looking at the cuts made by the bandits on the tent and sucking his teeth.
A brand-new tent was ripped open by bandits with a gash more than 30 centimeters long, which made Wang An extremely distressed.
The main problem is that once a tent has an opening, it stops blocking the wind, so you'll definitely feel cold before going to bed at night!
This tent is of very high quality; it is not only airtight but also waterproof.
The most frustrating thing is that it's incredibly sturdy. The material of this tent is difficult to cut with a knife, but it's also very difficult to sew it up, mainly because it's hard to pierce it with a needle.
Just as Wang An was staring at the hole in the tent, wondering how to plug it up, Mu Xueli and Huang Zhong returned with their dog and ginseng buns. On the other side, Wang Li finished rummaging through his pockets and, beaming with delight, used the corner of his clothes to scoop up what he had found.
"Brother-in-law, what are you doing squatting here?" Mu Xueli couldn't help but ask when she saw Wang An squatting there in a daze.
Wang An stood up, pointed to the opening in the tent, and asked:
“You three, take a look. Is there any way to plug this hole? It’s huge. People are going to let air in before they go to bed at night.”
Mu Xueli stared blankly at the opening in the tent for several seconds before asking:
"How did this happen? How could such sturdy fabric get torn?"
Before Wang An could speak, Wang Li pointed to the bandits still whimpering on the ground and said:
"It was this idiot who stabbed me with a knife, damn it, this big idiot."
As he spoke, Wang Li took two steps forward and kicked the bandit who was groaning on the ground several times.
With each kick, the bandit cried out even louder.
Mu Xueli glanced at the bandit whose limbs were mangled, then squatted beside the tent for a long time before shaking her head and saying:
"This thing is definitely impossible to sew up. It's so hard to pierce this material with a needle by hand. I think the only way is to stick the whole piece of fabric together and then just make do with it."
Wang An blinked, looking puzzled, and said:
"Stick it on? What are you sticking it on? Where are you going to find glue in this deep mountain forest?"
Mu Xueli waved her hand and said confidently:
"Brother-in-law, don't worry about it. I have a way. I'll definitely plug it up before I go to bed tonight." (End of Chapter)