Six against three, the more crowded side still has a gun in his hand, more than one shotgun, three people have a bird gun in their hands, hunting knives are pinned to their waists, and the other two carry two strings of prey on their shoulders, there are macaques, pheasants, rabbits, leopard cats, and one person has a struggling gray crane hanging on his burden, which shows that there are many kinds of wild animals on the Iron Line Mountain, and it has also become a paradise for poachers to collect money.

The three bird guns were aimed at the three people at the same time, and the man led by strode to Zhang Chuang with a double-barreled shotgun and stood still, the muzzle of the gun was deflected in the direction of the creek, and said coldly: "It was you little cubs who ruined the things of Lao Tzu, right?" ”

Zhang Chuang nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, poaching is not right. ”

"Hahaha......" The man with the gun seemed to be amused by his words, and raised his head for a burst of laughter, and the men with the guns also laughed, and one of the bald men laughed and said: "Big brother, you said that these SBs should not be some animal protection associations, right?" ”

The man's laughter stopped suddenly, and he didn't realize that Zhang Chuang had taken two steps forward while he was looking up and laughing, raised the muzzle of the gun to Zhang Dashao's head, and said loudly: "Lao Tzu doesn't care what association you are, if you destroy Lao Tzu's things, you have to pay for it, take it out, take out all the tickets in your pocket and take a look, and the watch on your wrist, also take it off to make up the number." ”

This group of poachers is the villagers of the village south of the Iron Line Mountain, and they are also the brothers of the family, the man named Da Mao, who used to squat in prison for five years for robbery, and was released from prison the year before last, this goods refused to keep to themselves, and took a few of their brothers to do the evil thing of poaching, a few of them have been mixed in the Iron Line Mountain for a long time, and the animals hunted are countless, there are several poaching gangs on the mountain, and they are not afraid to go up the mountain even with their beating and robbery, they have good marksmanship, and the means are ruthless, and they have become a tyrant on the Iron Line Mountain.

Zhang Chuang raised his wrist and glanced at it, and said with a regretful face: "My watch is very expensive, worth more than one million!" ”

Da Mao's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "It's expensive, take it off and show it to Lao Tzu." He had never seen hundreds of watches in his life, and there were two greedy lights in his eyes.

The bald man said disappreciatively: "Big brother, don't listen to him talking nonsense, they are not an association or they are robbing food with Lao Tzu, let's clean them up first." ”

Zhang Chuang laughed twice and said, "I won't tell you anything, we came to Tiexian Mountain to find someone, and he used to live in a wooden house across the stream. ”

Da Mao's face turned pale, the horizontal flesh on his cheeks twitched violently a few times, and he asked in a deep voice: "Don't bluff people with the old blind man, Lao Tzu does not interfere with the river water with his well water, and Lao Tzu never goes to his territory." ”

Zhang Chuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "So you know where the blind old man lives?" Very nice and very ...... Good. The last word 'good' was still swirling on the tip of his tongue, and his right hand quickly grabbed the barrel of the gun and snatched the shotgun out, and before Da Mao could react, a sharp machete was attached to the major artery in his neck.

"Don't move, now as long as I move my wrist, the knife can cut the major artery in your neck within 0.5 seconds, and the blood will spurt out immediately, and your vision will be blurred in about 20 seconds, and you will be completely unconscious in 30 seconds, and you will not be able to save yourself by plane to the hospital."

Zhang Dashao's voice was very calm, calm without the slightest ups and downs, he accurate the process of killing people to the second, and the professional Cheng dù made people shudder.

The three guys with the bird guns turned their guns together and aimed at Zhang Chuang, but he had already gone around behind Da Mao, and only one palm holding a knife was exposed on the side of his body, and the three guys with the bird guns looked stunned in unison, the bird guns were different from other firearms, and when they pulled the trigger and sprayed out, it was a puff of steel balls and iron sand, and no one was sure that they could hit the kid behind him without hurting Da Mao.

Just when the three of them were stunned, Ye Fei, turned into an afterimage and silently swept towards the three of them, a black light suddenly flashed, and the three of them only felt that the bird gun in their hands was light at the same time, and they looked down, their faces showed a kind of ghostly expression in broad daylight, and the bird gun on the top of their hands was already two feet shorter, leaving only a bare wood to grasp in their hands.

Boom! The bald man pulled the trigger by a divine effort, and the bird gun rang, to be exact, because it should have exploded, and the sparks that burst out were scattered with iron sand, and his gun-wielding hand exploded into a bloody blur.

"Oh, my mother!" The bald man collapsed to the ground with his bloody hands, and called out loudly to the old lady, who gave him a full ten fingers, and at least more than half of this explosion went, I am afraid that I will not have anything to do with the fifth girl in this life.

The remaining two hurriedly threw away the half-cut bird gun in their hands, and looked at the young man in front of them with a look of horror, he held a sword in his hand, a black broadsword, the tip of which was pointed at their pupils from that angle.

"If you don't want to die, let go of the wild things in your hands."

Ye Fei's wrist turned sideways, and the tip of the sword was aimed at a man who was carrying a wild object, this guy was already so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs kept trembling, and he stayed for about half a minute before saying in a trembling voice: "I'll release it, release it immediately." ”

Zhang Chuang walked out from behind Da Mao and said with a wry smile: "Brother, I found that bringing you here is the biggest mistake, you kid is a limelight stealer." ”

Ye Fei smiled faintly and said, "I don't want to either, why don't you let them pick up the gun and re-compare it?" ”

Zhang Chuang said angrily: "Compare your face, I can figure it out, you kid is deliberately blocking my brother!" ”

The man who picked up the wild thing untied the rope that tied the gray crane, and the gray crane flapped its wings and flew into the sky, and the other man who picked up the wild thing suddenly put down his burden and ran away, and before he could run two steps, a knife shot at him and pierced his calf accurately, causing him to fall to the ground with a strange scream.

Yang Sen stood expressionlessly, holding a knife in his right hand and picking at the fingernails unhurriedly, he seemed to have never moved, and the knife in his hand was exactly the same as the one pierced in the man's calf.

Da Mao was completely stupid, he knew that he had met a bad star this time, these three guys who were so powerful that they didn't look like people were really with the old blind man, and they were not blind, the only way to survive was to admit it obediently.

"Three masters, the little ones are blind, you just think the little ones are a fart, let the little ones go once, the little ones have eighty-year-old mothers, and there are dolls who have just learned to climb, and they will kowtow to you and admit their mistakes if they make a mistake......"

Da Mao's kung fu is absolutely first-class, full of jargon comes quickly, his knees are weak, and he kneels down, regardless of the fact that there is still a sharp knife on his neck, if Zhang Dashao does not raise his hand in time, he is afraid that he will be cut off in a daze.

Zhang Chuang's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised the blade in his hand and slapped it twice on his head, making two crisp sounds, and said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible to let you go, take us to find that old blind man, if you dare to play any tricks, don't blame my brother for being black, this iron line mountain is like a good soil buried people." ”