Amushan's face turned red. A man who was nearly two meters tall, at least 1.95 meters tall and as strong as a big bear, blushed. It was somewhat funny. Fortunately, the night was dim, although there were several incandescent lights.
The lamp was shining, but it still couldn't illuminate the surrounding darkness. Amushan's red face was hiding in the faint darkness...
Amushan swung his fists again. As Amushan was knocked back twice, the surrounding villagers became quiet one by one. Their eyes shared the same hatred. They stood on Amushan's side, hoping that Amushan could use his true strength.
Angry, just like many years ago, he got angry in the mountains and killed a tiger with three punches with his own hands.
Amushan's punch really set off a real fire, and his big punch once again passed by like an iron meteor, causing a howling and biting wind.
Seeing that this punch was about to hit the bridge of Long Daxiang's nose, the corner of Long Daxiang's mouth once again raised a sneer. He made up his mind this time, and he must let the stupid big man in front of him suffer enough and let him understand.
Understand, what is real power and dominance, not the three-legged cat like him...
Bang!
Just as Long Daxiang was about to swing out his fist, his ears suddenly felt hot. A huge fist rubbed his earlobe and ran forward, colliding with Amushan's life-saving punch.
together.
The voice was so powerful and deep that the unlucky Amushan took five steps back before he stopped. The person who walked out from behind Long Daxiang was none other than Tieshan.
Tieshan and Tongshan are brothers. Both of them are masters of horizontal training. Their fists are much stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, the physical fitness of these two people is naturally good, coupled with the training they acquire.
, that is definitely not something that ordinary people can contend with.
That is to say, Amushan's physical fitness is superb and he really has some strength. Otherwise, Tieshan's punch would be enough to break his shoulder blades.
Amushan's chest felt tight, as if he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he forced himself to hold it back. He looked at Tieshan unwillingly and angrily, "Who are you?"
Jiang Shiting simply translated for Tieshan, and Tieshan smiled coldly, "I am your grandfather."
Jiang Shiting tactfully translated it to Amushan. After hearing this, Amushan's lungs almost exploded. He thought about Amushan, the number one warrior in his village. How many people admired him?
It was simply an insult to him to have suffered such a dumb fate. More importantly, he originally wanted to use this opportunity to establish his authority and pave the way for him and his lame father to take over the position of village chief in the future.
It's a good thing now. If you don't show off, you will be tortured continuously.
Amushan's nightmare is far from over. Tieshan finished greeting Tongshan, and Tongshan finished greeting eight fingers. When they all finished greeting, Lin Kun came on stage to finish, and Amushang lay on the ground and vomited blood from his mouth.
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"My son!"
The lame old man let out a shrill scream and staggered towards Amushan. Ever since his foot was crippled by the village chief, his life suddenly fell into the bottom of the valley. Amushan was not his relative.
Son
It was a group of Burmese drug dealers who were killed when they fled to the village. The drug dealers were also divided into many gangs. The drug dealers in that group were not the same as the drug dealers that the people in the village worked for, and they were in opposition.
After the drug dealer was killed, he left such an orphan, and the lame old man adopted him. Although he was not his biological flesh and blood, he had already developed a family relationship over the years, not to mention that for the lame old man, Amushan was everything to him.
, without Amushan he has nothing.
A group of men in the village were also shocked. They never expected that Amushan, who was incomparable in their minds, would be tortured so miserably...
Before the villagers could recover, Lin Kun and several others had already entered the crowd. Those firearms were easy to use at a long distance, but once they reached close range, their power would be greatly reduced. And there were villagers everywhere. If
Whoever pulls the trigger suddenly may be someone from the same village or even a relative who is killed by the gun in the next second.
The scene was once again chaotic. Lin Kun seized a heavy machine gun. The next scene was completely bloody. The bullets from the heavy machine gun knocked down countless villagers. Among them, the gunmen on the other two heavy machine guns also
They were all killed by Lin Kun immediately. Eight Fingers and Long Daxiang jumped in front of the gun mounts of the two heavy machine guns, and pulled the triggers, causing a series of explosive gunshots...
Early the next morning, the sun was as angry as usual, and the golden sunlight shone on the land of this evil village, raising a layer of blood mist.
The two jeeps continued to set off, and there were only a few old people, women, and children left in the village whose conscience had not yet been wiped out.
The body was cleaned up and buried in an open space not far outside the village.
The body of the village chief was ignored. On the surface, everyone obeyed the village chief, but the village chief's actions were outrageous and cruel. There was probably no one in the village who had not been harmed by him. Whoever's woman he fell in love with
I had to sleep with him, and he also deducted wages from the people in the village.
There is a small packaging factory in this village, which is responsible for packaging some bulk drugs shipped by drug dealers. This packaging is not simply a box, but a variety of things are used for cover, such as making a hole in a wooden stake to put the drugs.
Go in, and then restore the tree stump to its original appearance and transport it to China.
Amushan's death was a bit sad. He was so angry that he vomited blood and died. The lame old man saw that he had no son, and that was no hope, so he just hit himself on the head. He can be regarded as a martyr.
The jeep was loaded with supplies and the trunk was filled to the brim. The reason why Lin Kun and the others spared the remaining old people, women, and children in the village was because there was an old man who looked shriveled and thin among them.
, revealed an important piece of information to them. The old man hoped that his village could survive. After telling this important news, he closed his eyes and waited for death.
His conscience made Lin Kun realize that he was different. People in this village were not necessarily all arrogant people who could do nothing with their foreheads burning.
Jiang Shiting sat in the passenger seat and looked at Lin Kun through the rearview mirror, "Lin Kun, do you think what the old man said is credible?"
Lin Kun said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether it is credible or not. What is important is that we have to pass by this area anyway. If we can gain something, it will be of great help to us when we enter the Grawu Mountains."
Jiang Shiting said: "Then give it a try. No matter how much we research, no local people will understand the situation here. In order to increase our chances of success, let's give it a try..."
(Friends, I will update this one tonight first, and I will update the second one when I get up tomorrow morning. My eyelids are fighting, and I can’t even hold a toothpick, so I set three alarms, 3:50 and 4:00.
At 4:10, I will get up tomorrow morning and make up for the update I owed tonight. The previous update I owed will be added on the weekend. It’s not because I’m lazy because I’m sleepy. It’s really about the quality of what I write when I’m sleepy.