"What's going on?" Seeing Zhao Jun looking straight at him, Xing San asked, "Boy, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Third uncle." Zhao Jun asked back: "The Qin Dajiang you just mentioned...the Qin Laosan you stabbed that time was his son, right?"

"Ah!"

Zhao Jun was startled, paused for about two seconds, and then asked Xing San: "Third uncle, you stabbed his son last time, so why does he still pay attention to you?"

"Ah!" Xing San nodded again and said, "Isn't that all over?"

Zhao Jun: "..."

You are always being stabbed by others and you have passed. Can they pass by?

Seeing that Zhao Jun didn't speak, Xing San smiled and said: "If he didn't come to me after that, it's just over. If he doesn't accept it, his family can come to me."

"Yeah." Zhao Jun curled his lips slightly and said, "You are always right."

After saying that, Zhao Jun took a bowl from the shelf to Xing San, then unscrewed the wine barrel and poured more than a tael of wine into the bowl.

The big oil cake followed Zhao Jun and was already cold here. However, the cake baked with bear oil was neither frozen nor hard. He put it on the stove cover and turned it over on both sides to heat it up. Xing San tore off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Third uncle, can I put this dish on the stove to heat it up for you?" Zhao Jun opened a lunch box, which contained stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts.

"Isn't this garlic sprouts?" The old man looked at Zhao Jun in surprise and asked, "Where did it get done this winter?"

"We went to the city to buy it yesterday." Zhao Jun put the lunch box on the stove lid and said, "My mother fried it this morning. You can eat it in the burrito. It's delicious."

No matter how soft the big oil cake roll is, it is not as good as single pancakes or pancakes. It can't hold many vegetables in it. But this roll is very delicious for stir-frying.

When Xing San was holding the burrito in both hands and stuffing it into his mouth, Li Baoyu came over.

Li Baoyu entered the house to say hello to Xing San, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Brother, our brother Xie Zhong has gone up the mountain."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled when he heard this and said, "What did he go up to the mountain to do?"

"It said there is a place where plows run uphill." Li Baoyu said, "He has to go and have a look."

This is one of the responsibilities of the leader, and it is unavoidable to discharge loyalty.

"Then what have you been doing?" Zhao Jun asked casually, "Why have you been gone for so long?"

"There is a man named Xu Zhonghou who is returning behind them." Li Baoyu said: "He is my father's apprentice. I will chat with him for a few words."

"Ah, ah!" Zhao Jun knew this person and said, "Is it from Yongfu?"

"His father Xu has a big belly." Xing San, who was eating the cake, suddenly answered.

"Third uncle, do you know him?" Zhao Jun asked, and Xing San said: "Back then, we all carried big bags for your grandma's family."

What he said reminded Zhao Jun of the line "carrying work for the landlord's family".

The three of them chatted and drank for a while. When Xing San finished eating the cake, the old man took a rag and wiped his hands, then picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then he raised his hand and waved out, saying: "Let's go.

"

"Third uncle, where are we going?" Li Baoyu asked.

"Go up to that..." Xing San hesitated and said, "You call that 39 Lin Ban? There is a nest on the sunny side, and he put it there."

"Who suppressed it?" When Zhao Jun and Xing San were talking at first, Li Baoyu was not there.

"Qin Dajiang." Zhao Jun said to Li Baoyu from the side: "Qin Qiang's father."

"Ah?" Li Baoyu looked at Xing San with surprise and said, "Third uncle, aren't you going to stab Mr. Qin?"

"Oops!" Xing San put his knife away from his back and said, "That's all in the past."

Li Baoyu heard this and looked at Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun shook his head and smiled but said nothing.

But at this time, Xing San said to Zhao Jun: "Boy, when you get there today, you can take the skin from his hand."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was stunned, covering his pockets on both sides of his cotton monkey with both hands, and said: "Third uncle, I didn't bring any money today."

"It doesn't matter if you don't bring any money." Xing San said: "You take the skin away. How much will it cost? You can just send someone to his old son to deliver it."

After saying that, seeing that Zhao Jun didn't respond, Xing San said again: "He said he believed you, and we have discussed it. Wouldn't this save him from going down the mountain? The old man is also seventy, next time

It’s a struggle to go back to the mountain.”

"Not good." Zhao Jun responded, and then the three of them walked out of the shack. Li Baoyu was still riding the bike, Zhao Jun asked Xing San to sit in the middle, and he sat at the rear.

Then with Xing San pointing the way, Li Baoyu walked along the carriageway and went straight to the 39th Lin Class in Qin Dajiang Yashut.

More than forty minutes later, the motorcycle turned on the firewood transport road and drove on a path made by people walking repeatedly.

Xing Sanyi patted Li Baoyu on the shoulder, raised his hand and pointed forward, saying: "We'll be there just in time."

"ah……"

As soon as Xing San finished speaking, he heard a scream coming from not far ahead.

"What's going on? What is this?" Xing San asked, and Zhao Jun issued an order: "Baoyu, don't get too close to his shack."

"Hey!" After Li Baoyu finished speaking, he saw a shack.

The motorcycle stopped more than 20 meters away from the shack and saw two people spread out in front of the shack.

Zhao Jun got out of the car first, shook his shoulders, flicked his gun belt, and got his semi-automatic gun.

We still don’t know what happened to those two people. Zhao Jun was afraid of scaring others by holding a gun, so he held the gun with one hand.

Following closely behind was Xing San. The old man had his hand behind his back, ready to draw his sword at any time.

Li Baoyu was a little slow, but after he parked the car, he caught up in two steps.

At this time, the two people struggled to get up. When they got up, they saw the three people walking towards them.

"Zhao Jun!" The first thing Tao Ersheng saw was Zhao Jun, while the first thing Tao Sansheng saw was Xing San, so he blurted out: "Old bastard!"

Zhao Jun, Li Baoyu: "..."

"I'm so pretty!"

"Third uncle!" Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu hurriedly grabbed Xing San. Although Tao Sansheng deserved a beating, his crime would not lead to death.

Tao Sansheng was also frightened. He just subconsciously grunted. This was because their brothers had two conflicts with Xing San. The first time was when they slipped away from Xing San's roe deer trap and Xing San chased him all the way.

The past chased them away.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tao Dasheng was still alive at that time, and the three brothers took advantage of the large number of people to compete with the old man.

But if Zhao Jun hadn't pulled him that day, at least one of the three brothers would have lied down. If you don't believe it, look at it a second time. There was no pull from Zhao Jun, and Qin Qiang just lay down.

In that battle, Tao Ersheng and Tao Sansheng were also there. They originally wanted to frighten Xing San with the large number of people. But after Qin Qiang was stabbed, they immediately became honest.

After suffering two losses at the hands of Xing San, could they say good things about Xing San behind his back? Whenever they mentioned Xing San, they replaced him with "old dead boss".

In the past, Ma Dafu educated Ma Yang and warned him not to call his elders by nicknames, because he was afraid that he would get into trouble if he said it smoothly.

No, Tao Sansheng missed it today.

"Uncle, I was wrong!" Tao Sansheng quickly clasped his fists and bowed. Zhao Jun shouted at him: "Are you old or young today? Do you talk to your elders like this at home?"

Zhao Jun said that he wanted to relieve Xing San's anger and at the same time give the Tao brothers a step forward.

"Uncle Xing San, my brother is no longer a human being, please don't be angry." Tao Ersheng apologized for his brother, then pointed back at the shack and said, "Go take a look, I'm Uncle Qin."

Dead!"

"Ah?" Tao Ersheng's words startled Xing San. He turned to look at the shack, but was grabbed by Zhao Jun.

"Then how did the old man die?" Zhao Jun asked Tao Ersheng without letting Xing San pass.

"I don't know what happened." Tao Ersheng said, "The room is full of blood. It's not cool to cause trouble to that person!"

After hearing his words, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu looked at each other, and then both turned their heads to the north.

Crossing two mountains from here to the north is the shack of Deng Zhaoshan.

"Boy, let go of me." At this time, Xing Sanpa pulled down Zhao Jun's hand and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

"Third uncle, don't go." Zhao Jun stopped him, but Xing San said: "What are you afraid of? My old man has never seen anything?"

"No." Zhao Jun said, "I'm afraid you'll think about it later."

Xing San was getting older, and he and Qin Dajiang were old acquaintances. Zhao Jun was afraid that after seeing Qin Dajiang's death, he would have thoughts and nightmares, which would be detrimental to the old man's health.

"What am I thinking about?" Xing San pushed Zhao Jun's hand away and said, "He is not my son."

After saying that, Xing San walked towards the shack, and Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu hurriedly followed.

The three of them had all seen battles before, but as soon as they entered the shack, they still frowned.

Qin Dajiang's death was worse than that of Deng Zhaoshan. The old man must have struggled before he died. All his limbs were bitten off, and his whole face was rotten. Like Deng Zhaoshan, Qin Dajiang's internal organs were also eaten out.

"Oh my god!" Xing San frowned and walked up to Qin Dajiang. Looking at Qin Dajiang's miserable state, he couldn't help but ask: "How did this happen?"

The old man's words seemed more like he was talking to himself. But at this time, Zhao Jun said behind him: "Let the blind bear kick it."

"Ah?" Xing San turned around suddenly and asked Zhao Jun, "How do you know?"

The old man did not agree with Zhao Jun's words. He had been running in the mountains for most of his life. Xing San knew the habits of the blind bear. It is true that bears are omnivorous animals. They also eat meat, but they rarely eat human flesh.

What's more, eating people's internal organs in a shack in the middle of winter is unbelievable.
To be continued...