Chapter 42: Man-eating Trap (IX)
He fired two shots in a row, forcing Haozhen to hide in a blind spot and throw stones at random. The bartender took this opportunity to climb up two more floors.
Since there were many paint buckets at the entrance of the fifth floor corridor, Haozhen had no way to go. He had to kick down the remaining bricks and run to the other end of the fourth floor.
But before Haozhen could run a few steps, the bartender behind him had caught up and fired a shot at the ground not far from Haozhen.
Haozhen had to stand still, he slowly turned his face and faced the bartender.
Although the bartender tried his best to dodge, he was still hit by several bricks and had several scratches. He panted: "Run, keep running, why don't you run, aren't you a good runner?"
Haozhen found that there was a distance of 20 to 30 meters from where he was standing to the other staircase, and he could see the ground with the corner of his eye when he stood at the edge of the floor. Coincidentally, there was a pile of sand on the ground right below him. He was ecstatic in his heart, as expected, there is always a way out.
The bartender slowly walked over. Hao Zhen saw that the opportunity was fleeting, gritted his teeth, moved his body slightly, and was about to jump when the bartender fired.
He shot Hao Zhen in the thigh.
Hao Zhen screamed and fell to the ground.
The bartender saw Hao Zhen fall into his hands again, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He took a few quick steps, stepped on Hao Zhen's wound, and rubbed it hard with the sole of his foot.