Just go with that! I wish me all the best, do I still have to resist? The results of a pair of seven or eight are clear. Come on! The greedy wolves let my bloody body support you to death, buried in the sky and at sea. Cremation, burial. Who can have me, what kind of burial is this kind of death? Violent corpse wilderness, natural decomposition, whatever! Come on, local tyrants, bigwigs, celebrities, my respected country fathers! You don't even have a hair left when you die, and I will have a lot left after I die. A lot of poop, a lot, are taken by these wolves all over the wilderness, and they can also moisturize and moisturize flowers and plants, nourish and nourish trees, how great! Merciful God, Heaven and Earth, Jade Emperor, Holy Lord, Virgin, Virgin Mary, you say: Is my death heavier than Mount Tai?

In just a few seconds, Lin Yang's thinking was faster than that of the Flash, and after thinking so much, he finally decided to throw the stick and sit on the ground obediently, he has never been so fearless as now, wolves! You should bow down before eating me: thank God for giving you food, this is not good, this piece is not under God's control, you should say: Thank you Uncle Lei Feng for giving us meat and bones. O Buddha! You cut meat to feed the eagle back then, and I'm going to sacrifice myself to feed the wolf today—hehe! can be as great as the Buddha, the little obedient wolves are on the shore!

Woo——! "Learn from Lei Feng's good example! Be loyal to .......

How could the wolves have that kind of sympathetic sympathy, realizing that they have the upper hand, their momentum has finished the waste in front of them, and they are even more grinning with their teeth and claws, as if they are striking, and they are hurrying to organize a wave of attacks while the iron is hot, hunting for the food in front of them, and striving to get the most share.

Whew——!

Smack——!

A gunshot rang out overhead, like a thunderclap, and the flames flashed

A wolf shot directly in the head, and the entire skull was blown off by the bullet, and the blood-red jelly-like thing splashed onto the other wolves and the ground in front of Lin Yang. This crisp gunshot came too suddenly, and at the same time as the wolf's skull was lifted, Lin Yang's head seemed to be electrocuted by something, and a hole was directly opened in the top of his head, and the three souls and seven spirits almost got out of the hole.

"Ah——!h

He looked up smartly, and at that moment another shot rang out, and another wolf in the pack fell, and the hole above his head flashed with fire, and he could not see the person who fired the shot, only a thin barrel sticking out of the hole.

When Lin Yang was wondering, there were two more shots, and after these two shots, no wolves fell, and the wolves were quiet for a moment, probably realizing that the cooked duck was afraid of flying, throwing down the two corpses, wailing and disappearing into the vast mist.

After a while, there was a rattling sound overhead, something was put down from it, and Lin Yang touched it with his hand, a soft ladder made of rope and wooden sticks. As he hesitated, a familiar voice came from above him

"Xiao Linzi, Xiao Linzi, you are okay!"

"Not dead yet"

He muttered weakly, when he first heard Jiajia's voice, he was very excited, and the first thing that came to his mind was: My efforts are not in vain, Jiajia is a person with feelings, but this kind of thought is lost.

Since I threw down the ladder, I must have climbed up! Climb up and see what the hell is going on, how can there be a gun in such a wilderness?

He tried his best to climb to the edge of the hole, and he couldn't climb up again, and four hands reached out next to him, each grabbing his shoulder, Jiajia's hand was already very familiar to him, and he turned his gaze to the other side at first sight.

The light was very dim and it was not very real, but Lin Yang knew by feeling that the person standing next to him was a man, a man who was more mature than himself.

He wanted to say a few words of thanks, but his mouth was no longer obedient, and the excitement in his heart for the rest of his life was immediately occupied by something else.

"Why did it take so long to save me, what are you doing up there?"

Jiajia didn't hear the strong C4 flavor in his words

"Nope! Been trying to find a way to save you, huh! Brother Leizi"

"Yes, your sister is dying, if it weren't for the emergency—cough!"

He sighed softly.

Lin Yang's heart felt like he was being twisted heavily by a big hand, he was a very strong man, you didn't need to look at it and you could hear it just from his voice, he was a man with eight-pack abs.

Lin Yang barely got up from the ground, saying that it was a bit too much, with his current physical condition, he should have worked hard to stand up. Unfortunately, the light was too dim, only the light of the beating fire was reflected from the hole, and in a trance, I could only see that his figure was taller than himself, with a dry gun behind him, and his face was very white.

As for what kind of gun it is, it is definitely not a Phoenix brand shotgun, listening to the sound just now, it should be a pole shotgun, and the length may be made in Hanyang. After all, there are too many of these things left in the mountains.

"Let's go! Let's go to the cave and rest! He also saw that Lin Yang's current situation was similar to a waste material, and he was just about to come over to support Lin Yang.

Lin Yang immediately shook his hand

"Let's go!"

I don't feel happy, people who have lived in the mountains know that there will be a lot of stories in a place like a cave, and I can't figure out that it was he who saved his life, and if he is not grateful, why should he reject this person, his tone is inevitably a little angry, giving people a strange feeling.

"Can you go? Why did you let me drag it before, I'm as tired as a dog."

Oh! That's it! Then help me a little!

Having a backbone on his mouth does not mean how strong his legs are, and in just a few steps from the entrance of the cave to the inside of the cave, he walked very reluctantly.

He was the first to burrow into the hole, and in the cave he could faintly see the light of the fire jumping, and after turning a narrow bend, a wave of heat rushed in, and a fire crackled and burned in the center of the hole.

Lin Yang was washed by cold sweat just now, and when he saw the warm fire, he was completely cold, deliberately concealed his reluctance, and sat on the ground next to the fire, eager for warmth like a mouse that escaped from the ice cellar.

Jiajia and the man with the gun on his back also entered the hole, it is estimated that Jiajia is already familiar with the situation in the cave, and pulls a pier made of wattles on the side and pushes it to Lin Yang's side

"Give! You sit on it."

In fact, he longed to sit on it, but he didn't even have the strength to move, except for fright, dragging a broken leg had seriously overdrawn his physical strength, his eyes seemed to have reading glasses of several hundred degrees, everything was blurred, and even those beating flames began to gradually blur, blur, and finally return to darkness......

An old-fashioned chrysanthemum sewing machine, which keeps gurgling, is the sound of the connecting steel hook on its thin belt touching the bottom shell of the sewing machine. The sewing machine was placed next to the big bed, and my aunt sat in front of it every day before dawn.

"Auntie—"

Lin Yang shouted softly and opened his eyes. The entrance to the cave was filled with dim light, and the texture of the rock could be seen high in front of him, and the uneven stone walls around him were lying on a simple wooden bed, and his body was full of fluffy ura grass, and the branches in the middle of the cave had been burned out, and there was the shadow of a charcoal fire in the white ashes, and on top of it was a blackened square container, and the water in the container was boiling something, making a gurgling sound. The heat rises like a white mist from the mouth of the container.

He closed his eyes and remembered for a moment, the wolf with teeth and claws vividly, glad that he was still alive, and the pain immediately spread all over his body, and he struggled to half-sit up, and the wooden bed made of branches under him creaked. He didn't dare to move anymore, for fear that the simple bed would collapse if it could not bear the weight, and looked at his broken leg, which was torn open, revealing not very smooth skin, and his calf was torn with his trouser leg and tied with white planks. The planks had been sharpened with a knife and were smooth and smooth, without a single burr.