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Chapter 515 Special Forces King

Good people will be rewarded!

This is true at all!

We kindly saved Kunlun Snowman from the guns of these poachers.

On the other hand, at the critical moment of life and death just now, Kunlun Snowman also sacrificed his life to save Shi Zhiming and repay kindness.

Under the protection of Kunlun Snowman, Shi Zhiming was not hurt at all.

Shi Zhiming pointed to the distance and said, "That person who takes the lead, don't let him run away!"

We turned our heads and saw a figure staggering and running for life on the snow.

The man covered his right arm with his left hand and stumbled in the snow. He was the leader who was injured by Xiong Dayi's shot, the person who was standing outside the temple and shouting at us.

Xiong Da leaned over and lay in the snow, raised his assault rifle and aimed at the figure.

Shi Zhiming said: "Don't kill him for the time being!"

Xiong Da nodded: "Okay!"

Xiong Da was lying in the snow, motionless. Looking at the posture of raising the gun, he was very standard and handsome. In the army, Xiong Da must have been the best in the army in the shooting assessment.

Finally, Xiong Da pulled the trigger.

A line of fire flew out against the ground, and a precise shot hit the left calf of the killer in white.

The killer in white screamed and rolled over and fell into the snow.

Perhaps this tomb robber never dreamed that one day they would become the target of hunting prey at the gunpoint of others.

Xiong Da showed a confident smile and blew the muzzle: "I remember back then, when I was in our company, I was the shooting champion!"

"Xiao Jiu, Leizi, you guys go and bring that bastard here!" Shi Zhiming said to Leizi and me.

Leizi and I rushed over quickly and saw the man holding his left calf who was shot, wailing in pain in the snow, and mottled blood was sprinkled on the ground.

Leizi and I have no compassion for this kind of poaching thief.

When the man saw us, he reached out and wanted to take out his pistol from his waist.

"You bastard!"

Lei Zi took the lead and stepped on the man's injured calf.

The man let out a scream, trembling all over his body in pain, and he no longer had the strength to pull out his gun.

I squatted down, reached out and pressed my hand on the man's injured arm, and said coldly: "Bastard, you'd better be honest!"

The man was so painful that he couldn't even scream, and could only nod his head like a chicken pecking at rice. The cold sweat was like a broken bead, falling down big ones.

I snatched the man's pistol and raised my chin at Leizi.

Lei Zi raised his hand and picked up the man and pulled him back to Shi Zhiming.

Shi Zhiming took off the mask from the man's face. It was a middle-aged man with a national face. Because he had been a soldier, there was still a sense of heroism between the man's eyebrows. Unfortunately, this man used his heroism in the wrong place.

Xiong Da came over, stood in front of the man, and asked coldly: "Have you been a soldier?"

The man bit his lip and said nothing.

Xiong Da grabbed the pistol from my hand, pushed away the insurance, and pointed the black muzzle at the man's head: "You are simply embarrassing us soldiers!"

"Soldier?!" The man sneered coldly and stretched out his left hand. Only then did we realize that two fingers on his left hand were incomplete.

The man had a gloomy face and a cold tone: "I had hope of becoming a special forces soldier, but later I was cut off two fingers by a bullet during a mission. What happened? The army said I was a disabled person and immediately let me demobilize me and retired from the army. I gave me a meager disability bonus and a broken certificate! I lost the opportunity to become a special forces soldier. That little money could not even guarantee my life. I dedicated my life and dreams to the country, but is the country treating me like this? I am unwilling to give up! I am unwilling to—"

"shut up!"

Xiong Da interrupted the man: "Even if what you said is true, so what? Every year, are there so many disabled soldiers, do they go to do bad things like you? In the end, you still can't control your greed!"

The man was a little arrogant just now, but Xiong Da's words made him lower his head.

Yes, I have said so much and found so many excuses. In fact, the real culprit is my own greed!

"Old Shi, how do you deal with this bastard?" Xiong Da asked Shi Zhiming.

Shi Zhiming pointed at Kunlun Snowman and said, "Leave it to him for his treatment!"

"Okay!" Xiong Da kicked the man and kicked the man in front of Kunlun Snowman, and smiled at Kunlun Snowman: "Big brother, the murderer has been grabbed by you, you can do it yourself!"

Although Kunlun Snowman cannot speak human words like us, we know that Kunlun Snowman can understand the words we say.

Kunlun Snowman clasped her fists and bowed to us repeatedly to express her gratitude.

Seeing Kunlun Snowman's tall body appearing in front of him, the man's face was bloodless. He knew that his death was not far away.

Kunlun Snowman stretched out his claws and picked up the man like a bird.

Just now, this bastard was holding a gun and chasing Kunlun Snowman all over the mountains, but now he was being held in his hand by Kunlun Snowman. I believe this bastard has regretted it at this moment. If he could make a new choice, he would definitely not come to chase Kunlun Snowman again, nor would he even step into Kunlun Mountain half a step.

But it's already too late.

When the Kunlun Snowman walked to the edge of the mountain, the man might understand what the Kunlun Snowman was going to do, and burst into tears in an instant. No one was afraid of death, and everyone was afraid of it.

"Give me your life! Heroes! Let me go! I will never dare again..."

The man was crying and snot, and he actually called Kunlun Snowman "Hero".

Xiong Da shook his head with contempt: "That's the kind of spirit, I want to be a special force soldier. It's really a shame among soldiers!"

Kunlun Snowman raised the man high, shook his arms, and threw the bastard off the edge of the cliff.

"ah--"

The screams echoed for a long time, and they were pulled very long.

The figure of the man quickly turned into a black dot and fell into the vast snow valley below.

What awaits him will be a tragic ending that will be broken into pieces.

What's even more miserable is that his body may never be discovered, buried deep in the snow valley, atone for the mistakes he made, and let White Snow wash his sinful soul.

The revenge was avenged. Kunlun Snowman walked back and knelt down at one knee at us, crossed his hands in front of his chest. The posture should be to express his gratitude to us.

"Do we need to help you with the wound?" Ku Junwei pointed to a bloody hole in Kunlun Snowman's shoulder.

Kunlun Snowman was shot before his shoulder hole, and the bullet penetrated his shoulder hole, leaving a blood hole, dyeing the white hair around his shoulder red.

Kunlun Snowman shook his head, grabbed a ball of white snow from the ground, kneaded it into a snowball, and applied ice to the wound.

Shi Zhiming raised his chin at Kunlun Snowman: "You go! Try to appear as little as possible in the future and don't be targeted by these poachers again. Next time, you may not be so lucky!"

Kunlun Snowman nodded, clasped his fists again to express his gratitude to us, and then stood up and left.

"The green mountains remain unchanged and the green water flows for a long time, and there will be a period of time!" We waved at the back of Kunlun Snowman. The tall back of Kunlun Snowman gradually merged into the night. We saw Kunlun Snowman actually raised his claws and waved them a few times, as if he was saying goodbye to us.

We looked up at the sky, fought fiercely for a whole night, and it was almost dawn.

The stars in the sky are slowly dissipating, and a ray of morning light is slowly flowing out from the edge of the sky like flowing water, flowing down the snow peaks, dyeing the snow peaks red, and the scene is so beautiful that it is impossible to breathe.

Looking at the morning light in the distance and breathing in the cold fresh air, we were all in a happy mood.

On the one hand, it eliminated a large tomb robbery gang, which at least brought peace to Kunlun Mountain for a long time.

On the other hand, we saved Kunlun Snowman and helping others is a very happy thing.

Now that the Snow Temple has collapsed, we have no place to rest, so we just sat down on the pile of rocks.

We drank some clean water to help Xiong Da treat the wound. Fortunately, Xiong Da was injured in skin and flesh and did not hurt the bones. He applied some anti-inflammatory drugs to repair the wound. He only needed to pay attention to prevent the wound from being infected, and there was basically nothing serious.

It has to be said that in the fierce battle last night, Xiong Da made great contributions and made great contributions. At least two-thirds of the enemies were destroyed by him alone.

Fortunately, Xiong Da is taking action with us this time. If Xiong Da was not there last night, we would not be able to guarantee that we would be able to escape unstoppable.

I remember when I met Xiong Da on the first day, I thought he was just a rough mountain man. Unexpectedly, this man who seemed rough on the surface was actually a sharp knife and a vanguard in the army, escorting us and solving such a big problem.

Shi Zhiming pulled out the plug of the wine pot, took a sip of barley wine, and handed it to Xiong Da: "Old Xiong, we two have known each other for more than ten years, but we never knew you were so awesome! We beat more than ten people by one, this is a real skill!"

Xiong Da took the wine pot halfway, took a big sip, and laughed, "A soldier, you must have the temperament of a soldier! Look at the little example just now, just his style, tsk tsk, and you still want to be a special force soldier, you are really not ashamed! I'm not bragging, if I'm twenty years younger now, hum, the special force soldier king!"

We smiled and gave a thumbs up: "King of Special Forces!"

Xiong Da shook his head: "I was thinking, what would they think if the villagers of Menba Village knew that the God of Snow God they worshiped was actually the Snowman in Kunlun Mountain? I suggest that everyone must keep secrets about Kunlun Snowman and not destroy the faith of the villagers. After all, the villagers here rely on this faith to support them!"
Chapter completed!
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