The rat-eyed man was arrogant, and threatened Mu Zailong in his words, and as he spoke, he took out a hook knife from a rucksack hanging on the iron net, jumped into the herd of deer, caught one, and cut it to death.

Mu Zailong watched the slaughtered dead deer thrown into the stream by the three people, tears of anger flowed down, he didn't care how accurate the rat-eyed man's marksmanship was, he aimed his gun at the arrogant Tibetan mastiff, and the Tibetan mastiff bit him to death a hunting dog.

With a gunshot, the Tibetan mastiff fell to the ground, shot in the head, wilted and died.

This shot made the three people holding the hook knife stop what they were doing, and the rat-eyed man threw the hook knife into the ground, lifted the gun, and the direction the muzzle pointed at was Mu Zailong's head.

Mu Zailong saw clearly, he also knew that he couldn't dodge, he was now fighting for the last moment, took out the bullet from the oil bag, and wanted to press it into the chamber of the gun, but his hand panicked, he didn't catch it steadily, the bullet fell off his hand, and he fell, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and he didn't even have a chance to die together.

The rat-eyed man opened the insurance, it was all a matter of a moment, he was about to fulfill his promise, facing Mu Zailong, his finger pressed the trigger.

Mu Zailong shouted, and he said in his heart, I have to die to die! But after a bang, he said again! The first one is angry, and the second one is with a bend?

It turned out that at the moment when the rat-eyed man's finger touched the trigger, a hook knife flew from the side of the air without warning, and the hook knife spun, hooked the rat-eyed man's gun, rolled out, and fell into the water with the hook knife.

The rat-eyed man was dumbfounded, who is it! Who threw it, so accurately, so quickly! His eyes swept in the direction where the hook knife was flying, and he saw Yang Yi standing there, his right hand raised in the air, there is no doubt that the person who threw the hook knife was him, yes!

Mu Zailong remembered that when he saw Yang Shirt for the first time, the gun in his hand was thrown by Yang Shirt and taken away by the flying shovel, at that time Mu Zailong thought that Yang Shirt was blind, and this time it was such a perfect success, it was not an accident, he was still a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

At this time, Mu Zailong's dogs have turned defeat into victory, as soon as the Tibetan mastiff died, the other dogs didn't seem to be so crazy, with some timidity, just now they were still violent, and suddenly became a lost dog, and the Ou Ou who was bitten by Mu Zailong's dog.

The square face next to the rat-eyed man was about to shoot with a gun, but he saw the rat-eyed man stretching out his hand to hold him, and the rat-eyed man said: "Our gun can't hit him, this person is not a simple person!" ”

The other two put down their guns, and the rat-eyed man walked around the field, and at this time, outside the barbed wire, Mu Zailong's dog was barking excitedly, looking like he couldn't wait to eat him, but the barbed wire was dense and couldn't break through, and the dogs were in a hurry.

The rat-eyed man stared at Yang Shirt and shouted, "Who are you?" Which way and which faction is the master? ”

Mu Zailong's eyebrows were suspicious, he was now a little suspicious of the identities of Yang Shirt and Mu Zifei, and he also stared at Yang Shirt.

Yang Shirt stepped on the water from the side of the stream again, the stream was not deep, only above the knee, just now when Yang Shirt went to the side of the stream to pick up the hook knife, it was already wet on the trouser legs of his shoes.

Mu Zifei said with concern: "Brother, I'll help you roll up your trouser legs, it will be better, you don't care about me, you look at them, lest when you bend over, they shoot black guns." As she spoke, Mu Zifei leaned over and rolled up the hem of Yang Shan's pants.

Yang Shan said to the rat-eyed man: "I'm not a road, I don't have any faction, I just learned a little kung fu!" ”

"Kung Fu?" The rat-eyed man obviously didn't believe it, and snorted, "You have this kung fu, can you still have no road and no faction?" ”

Yang Shirt didn't hear what the rat-eyed man said, his voice was all covered by the barking of the dogs, Yang Shirt asked, "What did you say?" ”

Mu Zailong saw that the situation had changed, and wanted to know what the three people were going to say, so he yelled: "Lie down! Be quiet! Lie down, or I'll stew you to eat!" Lie down! ”

The dogs were naturally obedient, lay down, and stopped barking.

But the rat-eyed man glared and said, "What a stinky fart!" Who are you scolding? Who will lie down? If you're really in a hurry, I don't know how to let you die, believe it or not! ”

The square face next to the rat-eyed man walked over, pulled his sleeve, and whispered, "Hey, he's yelling at his dogs, don't you see that they are all lying down and quiet." ”

"Ahem!" The rat-eyed man coughed dryly, and then turned to Yang Shirt and said, "What I just said is that since you have kung fu, you should have a road or a faction if you take it for granted!" ”

Yang Shan thought for a while, and then said: "Okay, if you want to know, then you can tell me first, what kind of road and what kind of faction are you?" ”

When the rat-eyed man heard this, he sneered again, and he said in a flat tone: "Boy, you'd better not ask me, I'm afraid that if I tell you, your death will not be far away, and whoever hears it will not live long." ”

So arrogant, Yang Shi only felt funny, Mu Zifei stood up, and she said, "Since you said so, then you don't have to ask my brother what way and what faction." ”

"Why?" The rat-eyed human eyes narrowed, and he didn't understand why Mu Zifei said this.

Mu Zifei drew a scoop with a gourd and said, "Because I'm afraid that if you know, your death will not be far away, and you will also implicate the two people who are with you, and when they hear it, they will not live to live on the first day of the first month of the next month." ”

"Whew!" The square face couldn't hold it back, and said to the rat-eyed man, "Duise! Don't talk nonsense, if we don't kill them, at least we have to get rid of them all, and there are so many deer, we have to find out when! ”

The rat-eyed man was called Duise, and Duise said: "Tangise, this kid is absolutely simple, we don't need to make so many enemies, we are not afraid of those who are weaker than us, but we can't take those who are stronger than us lightly!" ”

"Let's listen to Duise!" The third man spoke.

Tangise had no choice but to give up and said to the third man, "Jise, what else can I do, I can only obey the majority and listen to you." ”

The conversation between the three people, Yang Shirt Mu Zifei heard it clearly, Yang Shirt said: "Where are you from, why are you called such a strange name?" ”

Mu Zifei and Mu Zailong also had the same question, no matter how they heard it, they felt that the three people were from abroad, and some of them looked like English names, but Yang Shan continued: "How can I listen, you seem to be from hell?" ”

Mu Zailong frowned and said, "Yang Shan, I also think their names are strange when they sound like foreigners, why do you sound like they're from hell?" ”

And when the three people heard Yang Shirt say that they seemed to be from hell, they all looked at each other and smiled, and they felt that coming from hell must have a kind of intimidating meaning.

"Tell me, why do we feel like we're from hell?" Duise asked with interest.