Chapter 105 Accidental Misfire with Extreme Coincidence

Two gunshots rang out nearly simultaneously, catching Carter completely off guard.

Still crouched behind the bushes on a small slope, Victor, who noticed mud splattering near Carter from the bullet impact, reacted first. He swiftly reached out, grabbing Carter's waistband and yanking him down from the slope.

Dragged down suddenly by Victor, Carter hit the ground hard. Though his head knocked against the soil behind him, it seemed he wasn't seriously injured, but his head was ringing from the impact.

"Shooter! Be careful!" Victor whispered urgently as he pulled Carter down.

A shooter?! Carter was startled. Was hunting season starting now? But who would target them out here in the middle of nowhere?

As he tried to make sense of it all, Carter's mind raced through various scenarios since he'd arrived in this time period. The only entity he could think of that might hold a grudge was the Vexstora Machinery Company. But shorting their stocks, ostensibly done through Kidwell, shouldn't have led to this. His information hadn't been disclosed, and there was no apparent benefit for Vexstora to come after him.

Besides, why would anyone attack them out here in the wilderness, in the dead of night?

Thinking of the people with him, Carter realized they were even less likely targets. Despite their rough demeanor and proficiency with guns, they were simple, honest farmers.

"Hey! Is anyone there? Did we almost shoot someone? I'm sorry, I'm sorry! My son mistook you for a pig! If you're human, please respond! If we've hurt you, I'll take full responsibility for it!"

As Carter pondered, a light suddenly illuminated an area about two hundred meters away. Then a male voice rang out.

"Frick! Get the hell out of there! You almost killed someone, you know?!"

It seemed like the man's words had angered someone. Without a care that the person still held a gun, Laven stood up angrily, cursing as he approached. He was his usual self, ready to confront the situation head-on.

Carter tried to stop him but failed. Even if the shooter wasn't aiming for them and it was just a mistake, Laven shouldn't behave like this. What if it provoked the shooter to fire again?

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, sincerely sorry! Sir, please calm down. We're coming out, and we'll put down our weapons. Could you please do the same?"

Upon hearing Laven's angry outburst, a figure stood up from where the light was shining. Seeing Laven approaching unarmed, the figure quickly discarded their hunting rifle.

Seeing this, Carter breathed a sigh of relief. Though he'd almost been shot, things hadn't spiraled out of control.

"We'll talk after we meet. Please trust me, I'll take full responsibility. Whether it's medical expenses or compensation, or even if you want to punch me to vent your anger!"

"To hell with your compensation, you murderer!"

As Carter and Victor were about to catch up with Laven, they heard his angry curse, and all they saw was Laven's black silhouette, landing a punch on another figure.

"Laven! Stop!"

"Dad!"

Victor's stern shout mixed with a child's voice. Wait, a child's voice?!

"Don't you dare bully my dad!"

"Chris, step aside! We've done something wrong and should be punished!"

As Carter and the others approached, they saw a young boy, about five or six years old, standing with his arms outstretched between Laven and a middle-aged man lying on the ground.

Seeing the child, Laven hesitated. His raised fist couldn't come down on such a small figure, but he couldn't just let it go either. The situation was incredibly awkward.

As the middle-aged man got up, his eyes quickly scanned Carter and the others, relieved to see they were unharmed. But just to be sure, he asked:

"Is anyone injured? I mean, God forbid, it's best if no one is hurt. I'll compensate you for any emotional distress, but I don't want anyone to be harmed."

"Also, my name is Wayne, Wayne Kenneth Kyle. You can trust me, believe me, I really don't want things to escalate."

"Carter, are you injured?"

Hearing what the man who introduced himself as Wayne said, and seeing his sincere attitude, Victor's anger subsided a bit.

Thinking back on the situation just now, Victor realized that their actions, crouching and approaching the wild boar, could easily be misinterpreted in the dark of night. After all, they were all about 178 centimeters tall, and when they bent their legs and stooped, the height revealed through the disturbed bushes was only about 1 meter.

And this height just happened to match the shoulder height of a wild boar. It was such a coincidence that they were mistaken for prey.

In such a vast hunting ground, it was a stroke of bad luck that two groups of people chose the same area and even the same group of wild boars.

Then, due to the position and insufficient brightness, Carter was mistakenly taken for a wild boar, and fortunately, the shooter was a child, and the bullet did not hit the target accurately.

Seeing that Carter was unharmed and walking calmly to this point, Victor knew that Carter was okay. But now, facing the responsible party, if there were any minor scratches or hidden dangers, it would be best to address them in person!

How to compensate Carter, how to apologize to Carter, and whether Carter would forgive the other party. This matter could only be decided by Carter. Therefore, after asking this question, Victor stepped aside and handed over the handling of the matter to Carter.