If there is a BGM sound at this time, Wang Ping should choose a song "A Cut Plum" to give to Tuka, and then choose a song "Beier Shuang" to give to himself.

Taking a small step back, just the distance that Tuka couldn't grasp even if he straightened his arm, Wang Ping gloated and looked at the guy in front of him.

Well, it's very mellow, and it's a fight with sumo wrestlers from a certain country.

Tuka has given up struggling. Obviously, because of the swollen muscles, there was no room for movement in the pit. Unless someone "pulls a turnip" out of it, or finds a tool to dig him out. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of it at all.

And I don't know if it's because the soil under my feet has entered the water, and after struggling for a long time, there is a tendency to sink deeper and deeper.

Because he chose to leave Xiaohua, Wang Ping's mood was a little dull. It was rare to encounter such a "toy", Wang Ping began to think about playing with him to have fun, and then kill him and leave.

Anyway, the freckled man is also hanging, and the family must be neat and tidy.

However, at this time, seeing that this guy who should be the most dangerous in the poacher team was stuck in the pit and couldn't get out, leaving his head and arms dangling outside, but a certain badger was also thundered.

It's not nonsense for a freckle man to die, why are one or two so thunderous. Are you here to poach, or are you here to be funny?

A great sage once said that the enemy should be as cold as winter. Wang Ping felt that he had to be ruthless at this time, it was too cheap to kill him like this, so let this thing slowly swell in the pit!

Normally, after being stung by a bee, the venom spreads slowly and the swelling lasts for several days. What's more, this guy was stung by a swarm of bees, Wang Ping estimates that the body of this thing will continue to swell. If left unchecked, even if he is not poisoned and starved to death in the end, he will be squeezed to death by his swollen body in this small dirt pit.

A certain badger decisively gave up the idea of killing him directly.

"Bye-bye~ Dude won't play with you anymore! You yourself are here slowly waiting for your body to swell! Maybe you can really come out before you die!"

Wang Ping shrugged his small shoulders under his neck, but because Brother Pingtou's neck was not obvious, it looked like two small bags suddenly bulged under his head.

Turning around and leaving Tuka with an arrogant back, and even waving his paws, Wang Ping stepped away from his short legs and continued to hurry.

"Bang!"

Less than 20 meters away, a gunshot suddenly rang out from behind, accompanied by the muffled sound of something exploding. Suddenly a group of birds was startled in the woods, and the sound of gunfire spread far away, echoing in the distance.

Wang Ping was taken aback, and only then did he react, he seemed to be a little carried away, and actually forgot that this guy had a gun in his hand.

Quickly jumped up and ran behind a tree, and cautiously poked his head out to take a look. But the scene behind him made him a little confused.

The poacher who was still trying to struggle and shouting at Wang Ping in a low voice just now had turned into a headless corpse and had a bleak end.

"What's the situation? A sniper shot directly from a distance?"

According to the usual urine nature of the armed rangers here, this possibility is not impossible. However, Wang Ping stared at it for a while, but found that it didn't seem to be what he guessed.

Half of Tuka's scalp was still hanging down on his neck, but his throat was missing in front of him. And underneath his neck, there stood the muzzle of his own gun.

"Wori! How did you kill yourself like that? Just kidding, it's too glassy, isn't it?"

Wang Ping couldn't accept this result a little, and secretly sighed that this kind of psychological quality is still a hairy poacher, it is better to go home to nurse the child.

Taking advantage of the fact that the searching soldiers had just walked away, and no one would come to check for a while, Wang Ping hurriedly ran closer.

The scene was a bit tragic, with mosaics splashed everywhere. Wang Ping cautiously poked his feet to avoid some kind of indescribable mixture of red and white on his paws.

Picking up part of the fallen leaves in front of Tuka, Wang Ping saw his hand holding the barrel of the gun. emmm, so swollen that I couldn't bear to look at it directly, and even the palm prints were stretched out. But the strange thing is that the two hands are actually held on the barrel of the gun.

What kind of trigger is used for this thing?

Wang Ping came closer, pressed the barrel of the gun with his claws and pushed it inside, and looked down along the gap in the barrel, through the gap between the clothes and the dirt, a certain badger with excellent eyesight was stunned by the situation again.

Probably because Tuka was unwilling to expose himself under Wang Ping's teasing, or just wanted to have a self-preservation power when someone found him. In short, his current posture was obviously trying to pull the rifle in front of him out of the pit.

Originally, Tuka's posture in the pit was a quail-like one. The rifle was held in front of his chest with his bent legs between them. But as the bee venom continued to spread in the body, the skin muscles became more and more swollen, the body was swollen like a balloon, and the gun was squeezed in front of him and stuck.

And someone was too anxious when he was pumping out, and the rifle trigger that got stuck between his legs seemed to scratch someone's equally swollen "small ball" because he couldn't move, and then... And then... The gun went off.

"It's... What a tragedy..."

Wang Ping didn't know what to say about this kind of thing. Being shot and killed by his own "brother" must be regarded as a human tragedy, right? It is estimated that this is the only scorpion poop in the history of human poaching.

So, is this a suicide or not?

Not far away, there was already the sound of soldiers approaching quickly, Wang Ping didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly turned around and left.

However, after running a certain distance, a certain badger still couldn't help it, and lay directly in the grass nest under a tree, holding his belly and laughing.

Although it is a bit unkind to laugh like this, when I think of someone's death, it is as if a hand suddenly scratches his laughter, and I can't help it. Especially when I thought about it, this thing was actually killed by my "younger brother".

"Ho Ho ~"

There were strange sounds in the grass, like a night owl who had just stolen a chicken, and a little squirrel on a tree next to him had just poked its head out of the hole in the tree, and the acorns in his hands had fallen off.

At this time, in the stronghold of the security team, Zhang Jianming and the colonel were squatting in the open space next to the off-road vehicle and smoking, while Gu Lang was sitting in the back seat of the off-road vehicle, looking at Zhang Jianming outside the car window with a sad expression. On his wrist, a handcuff shackled him to the back door of the car.

If it is not clear what is going on in Makuyuni, it is estimated that Gu Laosan will not want to be free for a while. If Zhang Jianming hadn't accompanied him this time, it would have been possible to be directly arrested as a poacher.

However, what a certain anchor complained about was not this, but that there was a foul smell in the car at this time, which was disgusting.

When Wang Ping ran all the way along the forest to the vicinity, the walkie-talkie on the colonel's chest rang out, and the sound of a soldier's report came from inside.

But listening to it, the colonel's eyes widened, and Zhang Jianming on the side also opened his mouth with an expression of disbelief.

Of course, the soldiers' examination was much more careful than Wang Ping's, not only the fatal injuries, but also the equipment on their bodies and the injuries they had suffered before, all of which were checked one by one, and only then did they make a careful report.

However, what the officer and Zhang Jianming were concerned about was still the final cause of death: because the rifle trigger was stuck on the "small ball" and he misfired and hit his head. What kind of immortal death method is this?

If it weren't for the fact that the gunfire in the woods was clearly different from the assault rifles that the soldiers were equipping, the officers would have suspected that the guys had concealed the cause of death after killing someone.

But in any case, the poaching gang of 5 people confessed by Edith has been completely wiped out so far, Gu Lang has also been found, and the rescue mission is completed.

The Colonel told the intercom that the young man named Davi had come to join him, while the rest of the soldiers returned to the helicopter and escorted the three poachers directly back to Karatu.

"Zhang, I know that your mission is to bring this person back, but at the moment, the matter of Makuyuni has not been investigated clearly, and I can't just release him, please understand!"

The colonel got up and said politely to Zhang Jianming.

This kind of thing, after all, involves other people's laws, and Zhang Jianming has nothing to say. The role of his existence is nothing more than to ensure that Gu Lang will not be wronged or beaten into tricks. But the normal interrogation process will inevitably have to go through it.

Nodding helplessly, Zhang Jianming got up and opened the back door of the off-road vehicle and sat next to Gu Lang.

"Vomit ......"

sat in from the outside, and without waiting to speak, Zhang Jianming retched. What the hell is this kid doing in the car, why does it stink so much!

"Brother Zhang...... I really didn't do anything, you won't just put me in prison, right?" Gu Lang looked at Zhang Jianming with some apprehension and asked.

Glancing at the colonel who was still waiting for Dawei outside the car, Zhang Jianming did not look back, while fanning the air in front of him, raised his hand to the car window, and whispered in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Didn't you say that you have a fever and don't know anything?"

"That's right......" Gu Lang nodded subconsciously.

"Then bite to death, don't change your words!"