Hispaniola Island, a small island only a few hundred kilometers long and wide, but belongs to Haiti and the Dominican Republic, two countries that have been independent from the United States colony for less than a hundred years and have no military defense, the island is not suitable for the development of crop economy, the only local black people can cultivate is sugar cane and cotton, the largest resource on the island is the gold resources of the Cordillera Mountains at the junction of the two countries, but as early as 100 years ago, it was dug up by Western colonizers, and now it is just a deserted mountain that is inaccessible and full of wild things.

At the foot of the mountain, a tall and mighty man who was more than two meters tall and like an iron tower gently stroked the Mitsubishi saber at his waist and looked up at the top of the mountain.

Not far away, several black people who were working in the sugar cane forest looked at this tall yellow-skinned man suspiciously, it is not strange that there are white people on this small island, after all, this place has been ruled by the United States for nearly a hundred years, and the local local language has even been lost, everyone can speak fluent American English, but yellow-skinned people are rarely seen.

The locals were very simple, and when they saw the strange man looking at the barren hillside, a middle-aged black man boldly walked up to the man. Speaking in American English, he asked kindly, "Is there anything I can do to help you, this gentleman who has come from afar?"

The man smiled and replied in standard American English: "I am a tourist from China, I heard that there are many wild animals in the Central Cordillera Mountain, I want to go in and hunt, do you know the way into the mountain?"

The middle-aged black man was taken aback when he heard this: "Sir, you can't enter this mountain?"

The man sighed: "Could it be that there are bandits in the mountains, and you can't go in?"

The middle-aged black man shook his head: "Sir, please pay attention to speak, there are no bandits in the mountains, but there are mountain gods." ”

"Mountain god, you also have a mountain god here. ”

The middle-aged black man was stunned for a moment: "There is a very famous goddess of Mount Etna in Greek mythology, although the Middle Kodil Mountain is not famous, but there are also mountain gods, don't you have mountain gods in the mountains of China?"

The man nodded: "Our mountains in China also have mountain gods, but our mountain gods in China are all good gods who save the suffering, seeing that you are so afraid of the mountain gods of this mountain, is this mountain god an evil god?"

The middle-aged black man shook his head violently: "Sir, I misunderstood, the mountain god of this mountain is the same as the mountain god of your hometown, and they are all gods of goodness." ”

The man had a disdainful smile on his face, "How kind is it." ”

Speaking of the mountain god of this mountain, the black man immediately looked in awe and reverence, " Sir, you have come from afar, you don't know, the people around us are very poor, and it is good to meet the good weather, but if suddenly the rain is not good in any year, and the sugar cane and cotton production are reduced, we will only starve, and we used to starve to death when we encountered a bad year here, and we all starved to death in a great drought fifteen years ago, and when we all thought that God had abandoned us, someone picked up a smash of dollars at the foot of the mountain, and there was a line written on the dollar. I am the mountain god of this mountain, and as long as you do not enter the mountain in the future, I will protect you. From then on, whenever the year was bad, if we went down to the mountain and prayed, in a few days we would find money at the bottom of the mountain, sometimes in the sugar cane groves, sometimes under the stones. ”

The man nodded,

"You haven't been in the mountains since?"

The black man shook his head, "Ten years ago, there were two young men who quietly ran into the mountains to hunt game without listening to the advice of the mountain gods. ”

"And then?" the man asked.

"A few days later we found their bodies at the foot of the mountain, and no one has been in the mountain since. ”

The man took out a stack of dollars and handed it to the black man: "Thank you for telling me this." ”

The black man waved his hand repeatedly: "Sir, I can't take your money." ”

The man stuffed the money into the black man's trouser pocket, "You should think it's from the mountain god." With that, he strode up the hill.

The black man was stunned for a moment and shouted, "Good sir, you can't go into the mountains, and no one who goes in will come out alive." ”

The man ignored it, and went from striding forward to trotting, until at last it flew away like a sharp arrow off the string. The thorny Cordillera de Centrale did not affect the man's pace in the slightest.

The tower-tall and mighty man was like a dragon entering the sea, a tiger entering the mountains and forests, tossing and turning, suddenly appearing on the branches, suddenly lying down in the grass, and everywhere he passed, blood dripped, and the Mitsubishi military thorn in his hand, the blood and water were like a stream gurgling along the groove of the military thorn.

Moving forward, the man stood on the branch of a pine tree, ignoring the sniper, who was now wide-eyed in surprise. The man slowly pulled Mitsubishi Gunji out of his throat, his face light and cloudy, as if it was as natural as killing a chicken and slaughtering a goose.

This is already the fifteenth sniper to hide in the shadows by him. The man sneered and muttered to himself, he was really careful enough, a barren mountain that no one cared about, and there were fifteen peripheral snipers hidden.

In the villa, a muscular, burly middle-aged Chinese man is riding on a blue-eyed blonde girl with a face full of anger and slashing hard, as if he wants to pour all his anger out on her, in order to kill a little-known stunned boy, he actually lost a general, how much time and money does it take to train a qualified killer. What angered him the most was that he hadn't had such a mission failure in a long time. The blonde woman underneath her writhed her thin waist with all her might. The hips catered, and the mouth made a cry that resounded throughout the villa.

In the living room, three men are drinking coffee comfortably.

The middle-aged man covered in muscles rubbed his ears, "Fourth, do you think that girl will be played to death by the head?"

The man with brown hair and a beard on his face said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, the genes of our Western race are still stronger than your Oriental race, if nothing else, just say that this girl is definitely more durable than your Oriental girl, I know you also take a fancy to that girl, don't worry, that girl can still leave the strength to play with you at night." ”

The Chinese man in a tunic with gold-rimmed eyes and a long beard glared at the Western man who spoke, "Simon, we can just hear what you say, if the boss hears it, he will let you have a good taste of how many punches you can take from him in the so-called naughty Western race gene." ”

Simon hurriedly held back a glance at the door that came out of the voice was still closed, and smiled: "Second brother, how can this be compared,

I'm a gunslinger and not good at close combat. ”

Wolf San glanced at Simon disdainfully, and threw out two pistols: "Why don't you practice and see who shoots lasting." ”

Simon pursed his lips and looked at the second wolf, "Second brother, don't you often tell me that you have any internal and external boxing in Huaxia, and you also say that the inner boxing is stronger than the outer boxing, can't you beat the boss?" ”

The man in the tunic took a sip of coffee, "This Western thing is worse than horse urine." ”

Wolf San looked at Simon with disdain: "The boss is already at the peak of the late stage of the mountain moving realm, even a truck can crash it off, and it is not enough for him to play with all of us." ”

Simon looked at Wolf Three with some suspicion, and turned his head to look at Wolf Two, wanting to seek confirmation.

Wolf Er put down the coffee cup, "This is not a metaphor, it is a fact, the peak of the late stage of the Mountain Moving Realm is already the ultimate of foreign boxing, although there is still the King Kong Realm on the next level, but I have never heard of anyone who has reached that realm." No matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how high the martial arts are, they can't stop the guns, in today's era of hot weapons, there are few people who practice martial arts, and even fewer are talented, and there are even fewer of them who can calm down and devote themselves wholeheartedly. ”

Simon sighed: "What about the inner boxing, is there no opponent who can compete with the boss." ”

Wolf Er stroked his beard: "There may be, but it is more likely that there is not, the emergence of hot weapons, the decline of ancient Chinese martial arts, the outer boxing can be quickly practiced, and there are still many people who practice, as for the inner boxing, there are a few people who are willing to spend a lifetime to boil out the so-called gas realm, although the inner boxing does not have the obstacle of the outer boxing to break through the extreme realm, but how many people are willing to spend a lifetime to pursue that ethereal realm." ”

Wolf San lit a cigarette, "All of your boxing in the West are foreign boxing, with your current force in the middle of the Mountain Moving Realm, if you don't use weapons, there are few opponents in the entire Western World, you think about the strength of the boss at the peak of the late stage of the Mountain Moving Realm, how terrifying it is." ”

Simon nodded, if it weren't for the wolf head who instructed him in the rice prison, he would probably only be a first-class boxer by now. Hehe smiled.

"Your Chinese martial arts are really mysterious. ”

Wolf San said mockingly: "These things are not something that you Westerners can understand."

Wolf Er said lightly: "Don't quarrel with the two of you, the fifth child left a few years ago, and now the tenth child is also gone, when did the wolf head suffer such a failure, he is now full of anger." Fourth, I know you like to joke, maybe you think it's called your Western-style humor, but you should understand that if it weren't for your good marksmanship, and you helped the boss when you were in the United States Prison, with your strength, you can't rank fourth at all, I advise you, we have an old saying in China, 'A companion is like a tiger.' ’”。

Not far away, the man wiped the blood stains from the Mitsubishi military stab and slowly inserted it into his waist. Take a deep breath: "Huang Jiujin came to visit and asked the wolf head of the Heavenly Wolf Alliance to come out and fight."

The majestic voice is like a lion's roar and a tiger's roar, resounding through the mountains and forests.

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