Huhu - the two brown shadows falling from the treetops were clearly two people, but the hunters raised three guns. They were all good hunters. The firing of the guns was completed in an instant, and only three bang bang bangs were heard.

A gunshot rang out, and the two people who jumped down from the tree didn't care about the bullets at all. They easily dodged the bullets by bending their bodies. In the blink of an eye, they were on top of the three hunters, kicking their feet like wind wheels.

Bang bang bang - three muffled sounds, the guns in the hunters' hands flew away. Two of them held the guns too tightly, and the tiger's mouth was cracked on the spot, and blood flowed out. They finally saw clearly the two brown figures.

appearance.

The two men were wearing brown tight-fitting suits and hoods on their heads. Only the slit between their lips, nostrils and two cold eyes were exposed. The two men were very strong, and their muscles stretched out the tight-fitting suits to highlight the edges and corners, giving people a sense of strength.

The depressing feeling brought about, especially the bulges in their crotches, proved that these were two strong and mysterious men.

The instinctive fear prevented the three hunters from taking another look at them. They turned around and ran away. The two men in brown clothes shot at the backs of the hunters like arrows. In an instant, they were already chasing them. It seemed that they were already there.

As if in tacit agreement, they bent their knees and rushed forward. Each hunter was knocked away, and then they turned around and kicked each other at the same time. Bang bang! The toes of their toes simultaneously kicked the last hunter in the chest. The force they used was so strong that they actually knocked out the last hunter.

The hunter was kicked backwards and fell down the slope not far away with a thud.

The injured gibbon fell down this slope. Unexpectedly, the person who injured it also fell down less than five minutes later. There is really retribution in this world.

The hunter who was hit by his knee flew two meters away before being blocked by a tree pole. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose. When he landed on the ground, he could only breathe out but not in. It didn't take long for him to completely die.

The two men in brown clothes glanced at the hunters indifferently, and one of them said coldly: "They just bumped into those things that don't know whether to live or die. They came to poach as soon as the sect owner issued the killing order yesterday, and we were all in vain."

Several lives were lost.”

Another man in brown clothes said: "In my opinion, I still need to report it to the sect master. I have to make a distinction in the future. It's pitiful to kill these ordinary people. Just beat them unconscious and throw them out like before."

The two men in brown clothes have a slender blue dragon embroidered on their left chests, with a number in the center. They are the lowest-ranked Dragon Guards in the Dragon Gate, the Green Dragon Guards. The numbers in the dragon pattern represent their numbers. Gate

There are four ranks of Zhonglong Guards. Their clothes are embroidered with coiled dragons in four colors: purple, white, gold and green. They are responsible for peripheral guards. They hibernate in big trees like monkeys every day, and they can run into a few poachers.

They can move their hands and feet, but they are reluctant to actually kill someone.

The Qinglong Guard who spoke first sighed and said: "Oh! I don't want to kill anyone, let's bury these three corpses first and then go back." The other Qinglong Guard nodded, slipped and rushed to the two corpses that were still warm.

Carrying a corpse in one hand, he walked quickly into the depths of the jungle.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense. People are buried there most. When these poachers die, they just dig a hole and bury it. If they encounter a beast with a good nose, they can dig it out and get a good meal of meat.

Just when Qinglongwei was burying people, three Cheetah SUVs covered in mud arrived from Longzi County, hundreds of miles away. The gaps between the twelve wheels were half filled with yellow and black mud.

The wheel can still turn, which proves that the car's performance is quite good.

The car stopped with a screeching sound on the dirt ground in front of two earthen houses. The chickens and dogs were jumping with fright. Two yellow dogs so thin that their ribs could be counted clamped down on the ground and dug lightly on the ground with their teeth and front paws.

The posture is like waiting for the people in the car to get off, then pounce on them and bite them hard. The dogs in this place are very fierce. Why did these broken cars scare them just now?

The car door opened with a bang, a layer of mud popped up, and a big black man with a pot head jumped out of the car. Two local dogs quietly rushed forward, lowered their heads to take a look at the black man's ankles and opened his mouth. Before he could wait,

They put their teeth together to taste, then were kicked in the head by a big leather shoe, squealed and ran away with their tails between their legs, and disappeared in an instant.

"Old man, whose son of a bitch are you harming again? You need to maintain good relations with the people who come out to fool around!" A young soldier in camouflage uniform jumped out of the car, with his hat tilted on one side and toad sunglasses looking at him.

Oh my God, there was still a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth, and he was pressing the wide belt around his waist with his hand and giving the big black man a few words of instruction with a smile, but he couldn't see the look in his eyes.

The people in the three cars all got off, leaving the driver behind. A tall man wearing a black fox fur coat came over and whispered to the soldier: "Don't make a fuss, we are here to find the guide. You

He and Lao En brought the things in and took the people out."

This soldier is Xu Qing, who came to carry out the dragon-slaying operation. He didn't know that he had been tricked until after the practice banquet last night. Ren Bing actually arranged for a helicopter to send all the personnel on the mission to the border military camp overnight.

I listened to the chirping of birds and insects all night on the cold camp bed.

At first, Xu Qing felt a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved. Anyway, this kind of thing is always the same. If you complete the task ahead of time, you can go home early. After being out for such a long time, I really missed it.

These two mud houses may not look like much, but there is a capable man living inside. His name is Ergou. It is a very special name. When you hear this name, people will have an illusion. This is a nickname. It must be him.

Parents are afraid that they won’t be able to raise a good child, so the more tacky the boy’s nickname is, the better it is to support him, such as dog leftover, donkey egg, iron pillar, lump, etc. But this Huergou is a serious name. Not only that,

He is also a legendary figure who is well-known far and wide.

Half of Longzi County is occupied by Indian Asan. Even if people here want to do business and earn side jobs, they will be obstructed and made things difficult by the Indian side, and their lives may even be in danger. Only this Huergou is against the Indian side.

The terrain of the area he occupied was well understood, so he could come and go freely, and it was no problem to go to the fields over there to get some delicacies and game.

It stands to reason that a capable person like Hu Ergou should be able to live a very prosperous life, but why does he still live in two earthen bungalows with cracks in the outer walls? Thirty-year-old men still don't have a hot kang to clean their guns.

Mother-in-law? Because he has a bad temper, so bad that many women cannot stand it.

Hu Ergou knows how to make money, and he also knows how to spend money. He goes to the Indian-occupied areas for walks several times every month, and comes back with a full load every time. After getting the red money, he doesn’t sleep, the woman doesn’t eat or drink, and he leaves nothing but some living expenses.

He donated it to two primary schools in the county. He donated the teaching building, the desks and blackboards, and even the tuition fees of the poor children. In the end, he smoked cigarettes that cost a few dollars a pack and lived in

In a mud house, even the two dogs are so thin. With such a weird temper, I wonder if the daughter of that family will marry him, even if she helps him clean the bird's gun for free, she still needs to put some oil on it, right?
Chapter completed!