Alaska Gold Rush Diary

Chapter 110 Zhou Xin's Angry

Chapter 111 Zhou Xin's Angry

Everyone looked at the gold on the ground, their eyes immediately filled with fanaticism.

"This savage is carrying a huge pile of gold!" Sangkun shouted, and was about to squat down to grab the gold dust on the ground.

"Ha!"

Leo roared and threw himself to the ground, using his body to shield the gold beneath him.

Although he didn't know the value of the gold, he knew it was something his friend valued highly!

"Get out of my way!" Sang Kun cursed, kicking Leo hard in the stomach.

Leo grunted, but his body remained motionless, determined to protect his friend's belongings.

Zhou Xin felt a chill and was about to get up and pull Leo away.

boom!

A gunshot rang out, leaving him frozen in place.

Newman put away his pistol, walked over to Leo, and kicked him away.

Leo's lifeless eyes were fixed on Zhou Xin and the others, blood streaming from a hole in his forehead.

Zhou Xin's mind flashed back to the scene when Leo gave him the golden badge the first time they met, to the scene when Leo carefully applied herbs to his wounds, and to the scene when Leo smiled kindly after risking his life to save him from the jaws of a crocodile.

But now, this kind-hearted native lies on the ground, eyes wide open, lifeless.

Zhou Xin's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes looked like they were about to burst.

You bastards, I'll make you pay with your lives!

Just then, a low whistling sound came from beside him. Logan had already sneaked up to Zhou Xin's side with the Beretta 92F in his mouth.

At this moment, Newman squatted down, picked up a handful of blood-stained gold and examined it closely, while everyone else's attention was also completely drawn to the glittering gold scattered on the ground.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Draw your gun, raise your arm, and fire.

Zhou Xin fired seven bullets in less than five seconds.

The drug dealers inside had no time to react and were shot and fell to the ground.

Of Zhou Xin's seven shots, six were aimed at the head and one at the wrist.

American-style rapid-fire relies on intuition, and Zhou Xin already knew he could hit the target the moment he drew his gun.

It was a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

However, he wasn't entirely confident before drawing his gun.

If he hadn't hit the target, he would have undoubtedly died there.

However, Leo's death completely enraged him, making him disregard everything else.

Moreover, Leo's death bought him the best opportunity to strike.

Everyone barely moved, essentially remaining in a fixed position.

The drug dealer who was shot in the head collapsed and died instantly, while the one who was shot in the wrist screamed and crawled under the table.

This was Zhou Xin's first time killing someone, but he wasn't afraid; instead, he felt a surge of excitement.

These scumbags deserve to die.

The three black harvesters were huddled in a corner, trembling with fear, while Hughes rushed over, grabbed Leo from the ground, and shouted something.

The one who was hit on the wrist and crawled under the table was the leader, Newman.

Zhou Xin's face was as cold as frost as he walked step by step toward the table.

Newman was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand why this savage knew how to use a gun, and why he was such a skilled marksman.

He, who had always been ruthless in killing, suddenly went from hunter to prey, which completely threw him into a panic.

His face was deathly pale as he kept backing away under the table, preparing to draw his pistol again with his left hand.

But Zhou Xin clearly wouldn't give him that chance.

boom!

Another shot hit Newman's left wrist, rendering him completely unable to hold a gun.

"come out!"

Zhou Xin spoke coldly, his voice carrying a chilling edge.

"You—you can speak English?"

Newman was shocked; he never expected that this savage could speak English.

"Say it again, come out."

Although Newman was terrified, he was also a man who had experienced many storms. He could tell from the other person's voice that if he didn't do as he was told, the next shot would definitely be aimed at his head.

"No matter who you are, please calm down. We are from Flynn Pharmaceuticals. Believe me, we are people you absolutely cannot afford to mess with."

As Newman spoke, he crawled out from under the table.

Zhou Xin didn't waste any words with him. He kicked him to the ground, stepped on his head, and pointed the gun at his forehead.

"If you don't want to die, have the people outside drop their guns before coming in!"

After successfully landing the first blow, Zhou Xin immediately turned his attention to the three sentries outside.

He knew that the three sentries would come to check the situation as soon as they heard the gunshots from inside the house.

The reason he was able to wipe out the seven people in the room in one go was twofold: first, he caught them off guard, and second, he diverted the attention of the other three.

But the sentries outside are definitely on high alert; they're all armed with rifles, and in a direct confrontation, one might not be able to escape unscathed.

Just as he expected, a shouting sound came from afar shortly afterward.

"What's going on? Why are there gunshots coming from inside?"

"I don't know either, let's go take a look!"

Zhou Xin pressed down hard on his foot and said coldly, "You should know what to say!"

Knowing that his life was in Zhou Xin's hands, Newman quickly said, "Don't worry, I understand."

A little while later, hurried footsteps came from outside, and it looked like they were about to go around from the back of the house to the door.

Zhou Xin stomped his foot again, and Newman shouted, "Why aren't you on duty? What are you doing here? We're having a gunfight!"

The footsteps outside stopped abruptly, and one of them said, "Sorry, boss, shall we go back?"

Zhou Xin lowered his voice and said, "Tell them to put down their weapons and come in!"

Newman tried to nod, but found his head was being stepped on and he couldn't move it.

"You guys, leave your guns outside, then come in for a drink before you go on duty!"

"Thank you, boss!" The people outside were overjoyed, and then they heard the sound of them taking their guns off.

Then, footsteps were heard rushing towards the door.

Just then, Newman suddenly turned his head sharply and twisted his body, breaking free from Zhou Xin's restraints.

He suddenly rolled to the side, yelling, "The savages can shoot! Come in and kill them!"

boom!

Zhou Xin shot him in the temple, and the sound stopped abruptly.

He had clearly realized that Zhou Xin would not let him go. If Zhou Xin killed the three sentries outside, he would have no chance of survival.

So he made a desperate attempt to break free from Zhou Xin's control, dodge his bullets, and then hope that the three men outside could rush in and kill Zhou Xin.

However, he still underestimated Zhou Xin's marksmanship; within three steps, Zhou Xin was both fast and accurate.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"You son of a bitch!"

The three people outside called out twice but received no response. They immediately realized what was happening, ran back to pick up their guns, and then rushed into the house.

These three guys clearly didn't know that all their companions inside the house were dead, otherwise they would have definitely opened fire through the walls.

Zhou Xin remained calm in the face of danger and moved his body towards the corner of the wall.

The next moment, three sentries carrying AKs rushed to the door.

Instead of rushing recklessly into the house, they pressed themselves against the door, trying to figure out what was going on inside.

A person peeked out and cautiously peered into the room through the door.

boom!

The moment his forehead appeared near the door, Zhou Xin had already fired.

The man didn't even utter a sound; his brain tissue was instantly turned to mush by the bullet, and he collapsed on the spot.