The Fifth Tantric Dharma King: 5. Lingling (middle)

I don't know what the bearded man said, Dawang's face was already covered with cold sweat, and his expression flickered when he turned around, "Teacher Zhao, let's ...... Let's get into their car first, or else...... Otherwise, it may be dangerous......"

Before Mr. Zhao could say anything, two big men jumped out of the rear compartment of the Dongfeng truck, and they couldn't help but move the luggage of several people in the jeep onto the Dongfeng truck. Xiao Hu looked at the two boxes full of photographic equipment in horror, and was thrown up indifferently, and couldn't help shouting, "Be careful, be careful!" ”

Several people entered Tibet for the first time, consulted a lot of information, and made sufficient preparations, but since Tawang, who was half a tour guide, did not object, they all believed Tawang and got into the back carriage under the pull of the two big men. Zhu Yueying glared at Dawang very dissatisfied, "What kind of people are these, they seem to be enthusiastic and say that there is a strong wind, but they don't know how to let the guests into the carriage in front." ”

The wagon of the Dongfeng big truck is very wide, and at this moment, in addition to Wei Fei, Teacher Zhao, Zhu Yueying, Xiaohu and Dawang, there are also four men who were originally in the car. These four people are tall, short, fat and thin, and the clothes on their bodies are also the kind of mixed Chinese and Tibetan dress, if you have to find a little similarity, that is, the eyes of the four people, from time to time show a trace of fierce light.

Dawang didn't dare to look at Zhu Yueying at all, he lowered his head and curled up, and then squatted down against a corner. Seeing this, Xiao Hu's heart suddenly jumped wildly, he glanced at it, and saw a bundle of canvas piled up in the carriage, so he quietly pulled it away. Cover the two boxes. At this moment, the Dongfeng big truck turned around and drove slowly, at the same time. A strong feeling of uneasiness finally alerted Teacher Zhao and Zhu Yueying.

The Dongfeng card drove very slowly, not making people feel that a strong wind was coming, and Mr. Zhao pressed his throat and shouted at Dawang and asked, "Dawang, what is going on?" Zhu Yueying was still holding the small DV machine in her hand, and she raised her head. But he couldn't help but look at Wei Fei. The two have known each other for less than a day and a half, but she has an inexplicable good impression of Wei Fei, and it seems that this laugh makes her grit her teeth. But the young man, who can't see clearly, is full of an indescribable magic.

Tawang clasped his hands on his knees and bowed his head in silence. One of the two strong men who had just jumped out of the car, with long messy hair. A face of horizontal meat. As soon as he stretched out his hand and lifted the canvas, he "clicked" for a lifetime, and directly twisted open the two boxes that Xiao Hu regarded as treasures with brute force, and after seeing that there were some shots of different lengths inside, he grinned silently, and suddenly turned around and looked at Zhu Yueying.

"Congratulations...... Best wishes to journalists! Tawang still didn't dare to look up, "He wants to see your DV machine......" The words are not finished. The big man had already reached out and snatched the DV in Zhu Yueying's hand, flipping up and down, left and right, and looked at it again and again. muttered something in his mouth, and suddenly dropped which DV was thrown out.

"You ......" Zhu Yueying was furious, and was about to take a step forward, when she suddenly felt a tightness under her feet, and Dawang reached out and grabbed the corner of her pants. Zhu Yueying couldn't help but look at Wei Fei again, only to see Wei Fei sitting cross-legged, his eyes drooping, as if he had fallen asleep. Zhu Yueying sighed, an indescribable emotion arose, and she simply sat down unwillingly, but stared at the big man fiercely. At this moment, the Dongfeng truck in front of it suddenly stopped for some reason. "Bianba, what's going on?" As soon as the bearded man stepped on the brakes, the probe screamed, and it seemed that he was the main one in this group.

"Nothing!" The side bus in the car in front of him, the urn sound was angry but a little gloating, "Haha, it's just our driver Tsering, who suddenly felt a little uncomfortable......"

Dongfeng Daka continued to drive slowly and seemingly aimlessly, and no one would take that uncomfortable thing to heart. It's all too commonplace. However, who knew that it hadn't been two minutes, but the Dongfeng truck in front stopped again, and then I heard the exaggerated laughter in Bian Ba's voice, "Ciwang, you and Tsering are really brothers, how can you get the same illness, haha, is it chest tightness and dizziness, don't look at me like that, let alone expect me to give you artificial respiration, except for your mother-in-law, no one dares to smell your breath." ”

This person with the Tibetan name Bian Ba spoke a northern Shaanxi dialect, and it was obvious that this group of people were from Tiannan and Haibei, and they didn't know why they got together. Mr. Zhao is old-fashioned, and he has long found out from Tawang's reaction that these people are by no means good, he has already made the worst plan, if they are for money, he only hopes to leave himself a camera and a few commonly used zoom lenses, and the rest is not important.

Xiao Hu also secretly prayed, these people must not be the legendary bandits, not to mention the Dongfeng truck in front, but the few people around them, all of them are five big and three thick, and they look fierce and abnormal. And the guy who fell the pig DV had a bulging bosom in his arms, and a black tube was exposed at his chin, which looked like a ...... Much like ......

At this moment when he was in doubt, the man suddenly grinned wildly, flipped his hands, and took out a submachine gun from his arms, he raised his hand, and sprayed a shuttle of bullets on the hillside on the left. Everyone's ears suddenly sounded "Da Da", a series of crisp gunshots.

Teacher Zhao, Zhu Yueying, Xiaohu, and Dawang all subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see a reddish-brown shadow on the hillside flashing and disappearing. Although it was only a short moment, several people still recognized from the elf-like figure and graceful flying running posture, which seemed to be a female Tibetan antelope.

Tibetan antelope, a national first-class protected animal, is also listed in the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora, which is strictly prohibited from trade. But a shawl is often woven at the cost of the lives of several Tibetan antelopes. There is no doubt that these people are poachers who have come to hunt Tibetan antelopes.

Hearing the gunshots, the bearded man stopped the car, opened the door, and opened his mouth to scold, "Bastard, who made you shoot?" Didn't you see only one? "Although the movement of the Tibetan antelope is very complex, and there are seasonal migrations every year, there are always as few as a dozen or as many as a thousand animals living in groups, and it is rare to be left alone.

The Tibetan antelope has strong limbs and is very good at running, with a top speed of 80 kilometers per hour. The man missed a shot and grinned again. Knowing that this was a gang of poachers, Teacher Zhao Zhu Yueying and a few people couldn't stop it, and the accusations of righteous indignation were useless to these people, and the only way to deal with them was to use stronger forces.

Zhu Yueying gritted her teeth fiercely, and secretly cursed in her heart, the man who shot was the same as the Ren Ciwang brothers, and immediately had chest tightness and weakness, and he couldn't breathe well. As soon as her thought arose, a strange scene happened, the man had just picked up the submachine gun, and suddenly his face was pale, and he breathed a few times, he grabbed his chest weakly with both hands, and then fell down softly. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )