Chapter 197: The Star Falls

Scar Jin's shot was very sudden, without any warning at all, Zi Yang looked at him dumbfounded, and he didn't have time to react, seeing that he was about to be shot in the head...... Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost at the same time as the gunshot rang out, Xiao Hei pounced and flew in front of Ziyang.

A splash of blood splashed in the air, and Xiao Hei fell on his back in front of Ziyang, and the bullet hit his left chest, leaving a hole in the down jacket, and a large amount of blood seeped out, staining his down jacket a piece of blood red.

Zi Yang's mind went blank, he looked at Xiao Hei lying on the ground, and muttered in his mouth: "You, why are you doing this?" ā€

Xiao Hei looked at Ziyang with difficulty, his body twitched in pain, his mouth opened, and he slowly stopped breathing.

"Blackie! Blackie!! Ziyang fell to his knees and yelled loudly, tears blurring his vision.

Although he has only been with Xiao Hei for a year, Zi Yang has long regarded him as his younger brother in his heart, Xiao Hei never speaks on weekdays, the two hardly communicate, and Xiao Hei never shows any feelings in front of him, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Xiao Hei would stand up and use his life to block this shot for him.

Lao Wang screamed and got up, but was kicked to the ground by Scar Jin's hand, and Lao Wang lay on the ground and shouted: "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you?" Fuck your mom, I'll fuck your mom, let me go! ā€

Looking at Xiao Hei who fell to the ground, Scar Jin frowned: "Grass, it's really strange, there are so many people who are not afraid of death these years, and they are sent to the door one by one." ā€

Scar Jin reloaded the pistol, aimed it at Ziyang, turned his head to Lao Wang and said, "Okay, don't worry, it's your turn next." ā€

Scar Jin was about to pull the trigger, when suddenly a clear Buddha horn sounded in his ears: "Amitabha, donor, the sea of evil is vast, and turning back is the shore." ā€

The middle-aged monk suddenly spoke, everyone was stunned, and Scar Jin looked at him in a daze and said, "You, you, why do you know how to speak Chinese?" ā€

The middle-aged monk stood up and looked at him with a solemn expression: "Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ā€

Scar Jin suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Lao Tzu has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, doing all the bad things, and there are countless unjust souls under his hands, as soon as he puts down the butcher knife, he will immediately become a Buddha?" You're too fucking easy to get into, aren't you? Lie to Lao Tzu! ā€

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and said slowly: "Good and evil are of the same origin. There is no liberation in this life, and there is still reincarnation after death. ā€

Although the middle-aged monk's voice is not loud, it is rich and melodious. In the face of the people holding weapons, they were still not frightened, angry, or angry, and they were all right.

Scar Gold's hands looked at each other and lowered their muzzles.

Scar's golden eyes were red, and he had already lost his mind at this time, gritting his teeth and saying, "Okay! Good! Come and fight against Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you all today, hehe, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! ā€

The old lama struggled to stand up, blocking the middle-aged monk's chest, and scolded angrily in his mouth, and his thin body actually looked majestic.

Scar Gold aimed at him and was about to pull the trigger.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" outside, and the two closed wooden doors of the temple were violently shaken open, and they flew up for several meters and fell on the snow in the courtyard.

Everyone hurriedly pointed the miner's lamp at the door, and couldn't help but be surprised, only to see a behemoth more than two meters tall at the entrance of the temple break in.

This behemoth was two heads taller than ordinary people, snow-white, unkempt and unkempt, and stood there like a god descending from the earth.

One of Scar Gold's subordinates stammered and shouted, "Snow Mountain Savage! Snowy Mountain Savages! ā€

Zi Yang watched the corpse of Xiao Hei in front of him slowly become stiff, raised his head with teary eyes, and looked at the giant corpse that broke in.

The behemoth that broke in was the giant corpse they had "stopped" at the foot of the mountain, and somehow climbed up.

One of the giant corpse's arms had been broken, its forearm was deformed and twisted, and its clothes were even more tattered, and it looked like it had fallen off a cliff while climbing the mountain.

After a brief pause in the doorway, the giant corpse stepped forward with a thud in the snow.

Scar Gold and the others were horrified, and one of the guards standing at the entrance of the hole in the hall raised his gun and fired a series of shots, and the bullets hit the giant corpse with snowflakes flying and submerging all of them into its chest, but it could not stop its progress.

As soon as the giant corpse lowered its head and rushed into the hall, he reached out and grabbed his neck and threw it with his backhand, and the man flew out of the cliff screaming in the air, and the screams echoed through the mountains for a long time.

The giant corpse rushed towards Scar Gold, who cursed loudly as he retreated, and the group of men came to their senses and raised their guns to shoot.

For a moment, bullets flew in the hall and figures swayed. The sound of gunshots, screams, and angry scolding was incessant.

……

After a long time, the gunfire finally stopped, and the giant corpse fell to one knee motionless, covered with bullet holes, and half of its head was blown off by bullets.

Its hands were still clutching the neck of a man whose eyes were wide open and he was already dead from exhaustion. Until he died, he didn't even understand what this behemoth in front of him was.

Finally, the giant corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

The hall was in disarray, one of Scar Jin's men was thrown to the wall and bled to death, and two people were also broken and fractured, lying on the ground dying, and they didn't look alive. One man had half of his shoulder torn open and his internal organs scattered all over the floor.

Scar King watched in amazement, blood all over his face - but not his, Scar Gold watched as the giant corpse tore a man apart with one hand in front of him.

Looking at the giant corpse that fell to the ground, Scar Jin trembled and leaned over to the stone platform, grabbed a piece of C4 explosives and installed a detonator, connected the lead and detonator, and cursed in a low voice in his mouth: "Lao Tzu blow you up, Lao Tzu blow you up!" ā€

"Whew!"

Qingwen, who had been lying in his sleeping bag, suddenly let out a long breath, startling everyone. After Scar Jin's subordinates brought Qingwen in, she kept it in the corner, and everyone thought she was already a dead person, and no one noticed her at all!

I saw that her body in the sleeping bag suddenly spasmed, bent like an open bow.

- The giant corpse has fallen, and Qingwen has finally returned to her soul, but her eyes are still closed, and she needs to readjust to her body.

Scar Gold was taken aback.

"Go up and take a look, give her two shots!" Scar Gold gasped as he lowered his head with explosives and said viciously.

After the fierce battle, Scar Gold was left with only one of his men, who was trembling against the wall.

Hearing Scar Jin's order, this "survivor" trembled and walked up, bypassing the body of the giant corpse, pointing a pistol at Qingwen, who was lying with his eyes closed, and was about to pull the trigger, when suddenly, a lightning kick flew from the side, kicking him right on the shin of his calf.

"Click"! The man's calf had been kicked off alive.

"Ahh

Ah Chong jumped up and landed on the man at once, flattening half of his head with a single punch.

He finally sawed off the wire in his hand.

Ah Chong picked up his pistol and pointed it at Scar Jin, "bang" two gunshots, Scar Jin screamed, and suddenly knelt on the ground with his hands covering his knees, and blood gushed from his fingers.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning, and the situation was reversed in an instant, and Scar Jin's side was completely wiped out, leaving him alone, and both legs and kneecaps had been shattered by bullets.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole pointed at his head, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Scar's golden head. He couldn't figure out how it all happened.

Where did this devilish behemoth come from?

How did Ah Chong, who was tied with steel wire with his own hands, break free?

Ah Chong stepped forward and put the muzzle of his gun against his head.

"My name is Liu Chong, Liu Guohua is my father, Ye Lan is my mother, and Ah Chong is my brother......"

Ah Chong's voice trembled, with tears in his eyes, and his tone was full of grief.

"Don't, don't shoot! I, I have something in my hand that could trade my life. Scargold knelt on the ground and pleaded.

Ah Chong pointed a gun at him and was silent.

Scar Gold looked panicked, and with trembling hands, he pulled out a gold chain from his neck, on which was tied a jet-black iron plate.

"This, this thing, yes, fell from Kitano Ryuyin during his struggle, and I—I secretly hid it. This is your father's token, I ......"

There was a "bang" of gunshots, and Scargold's neck leaned back, staring at the sky, his eyes full of fear. A small bullet hole appeared in his head, and a wisp of green smoke spewed from his back.

Ah Chong silently stepped forward and tore off the black iron token and put it in his pocket, and then took out the pliers from Scar Gold's backpack and clamped off the steel wire on the wrists of Zi Yang and Lao Wang.

Lao Wang touched the strangled blood-purple wrist, looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, and shouted in his mouth: "Ziyang, are you okay?" ā€

"I'm fine," Zi Yang said softly, holding Xiao Hei's already cold corpse, and sitting on the ground with a sad expression.

Lao Wang got up and looked around. In the vicious fight just now, the target of the giant corpse's attack was only Scar Gold and his men, and everyone was bound and fell to the ground, but escaped instead.

In the chaos, the miner's lamps fell to the ground, and the pillars of light scattered scattered, reflecting a tragic image of hell on earth.

Lao Wang stepped forward to pick up the miner's lamp and re-illuminate the hall.

Suddenly, a mournful scream sounded in my ears.

The old lama sat on the ground, holding the corpse of the middle-aged monk, and howled hoarsely with his mouth open, like the mournful cry of a wild beast.

The middle-aged monk was lying in his arms, his chest flushed.

It turned out that in the chaotic battle, the middle-aged monk was hit by a stray bullet, and it seemed that he would not last long.

Everyone looked at the dying middle-aged monk, and they were at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.

Zi Yang knew that their lives were saved by middle-aged monks. If it hadn't been for the middle-aged monk standing up and stopping Scar Jin for a while just now, maybe everyone would have been murdered.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's all because I ......" Zi Yang looked at the middle-aged monk and couldn't help choking.

The middle-aged monk looked at the crowd with a peaceful expression on his face, and whispered a few words of Tibetan, as if to comfort the old lama.

Then he looked at the people around him and said slowly.

"Life is not happy, death is also bitter. Joy and sorrow are dust. ā€

With his eyes closed, he passed away.

Penza looked at the little master in his arms, tears on his face.

Ziyang hugged Xiao Hei's cold body, and his heart was also inexplicably sad.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from underground, like thunder. Zi Yang suddenly remembered that Su Rui and Li Tianming were still in the cave below.

Everyone ran towards the entrance of the cave, Lao Wang resisted Jin Guoqiang, and Ah Chong carried the weak Qingwen on his back.

Ziyang ran to the entrance of the cave with Xiao Hei in his arms, suddenly remembered the old lama, stopped and looked back, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The old lama walked up to the stone platform at some point and picked up the detonator that Scar Jin had just installed.

The explosive with the detonator in it was placed in the pile of C4 explosives on the table.

Lao Wang looked at him blankly, shook his head and muttered, "Don't, don't." ā€

Everyone has seen the power of C4 explosives, and this pile of explosives on the stage is enough to raze the entire temple to the ground.

Butler Penza held the red-lit detonator and looked at the crowd angrily.

If it weren't for you outsiders, the old master's spiritual pagoda would not have been destroyed, and the little master would not have been shot - it was you, the outsiders, who brought death!

I want to bury the little master and the old master together, under this sacred mountain, you guys, come with me to bury together!

Penza looked at the panicked crowd and slowly pulled the button in his hand.

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the entire temple was blown up in an instant.