"Put me down, I can walk!" the tiger's father said from on the dragon's back, struggling to get down.
Wolong had no choice but to squat down and put him down.
The tiger's father had just stood firm on the ground when he took a few steps to stand in front of the sleeping dragon.
"Child, tell me, what exactly happened?"
About a year ago, Wolong, Tiger, and Fox retired from the army together.
He and the fox followed the tiger to Qin Chuan Province for a trip and visited the tiger's parents at his home.
Therefore, the father of the Crouching Dragon and the Tiger was quite familiar with each other.
However, when they met again, everything had changed.
"Zhang Wei, he..." Faced with Tiger's father's earnest gaze, Wolong opened his mouth, but his throat tightened, and he didn't know how to continue.
Suddenly, he saw Chen Dong walking briskly from the back door, carrying a box in his arms.
He knew it was the tiger's urn.
Tiger's father noticed that Wolong was distracted and followed his gaze.
He was stunned.
Who is that young man?
Why is Haolong looking at him like that?
Why is that little Akiko holding a box in her arms?
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He knew that perhaps his premonition was about to come true.
He stood frozen in the cold wind, staring blankly.
"Xiao Wei, is he gone?" he murmured.
The tiger's mother and sister also arrived.
They also witnessed this scene and heard the tiger father's whispers.
The ominous premonition came true, and they immediately let out a wail.
The mother cried out, "Xiao Wei!"
Then, she struggled to get off the fox's back.
The tiger's sister also cried out, "Brother—"
They scrambled over to her.
Faced with the two rushing towards him, Chen Dong was taken aback and suddenly stopped.
His face was filled with self-reproach and sorrow. "I'm sorry..."
However, they didn't listen to anything Chen Dong said.
None of them had ever met Chen Dong and didn't know him, so they didn't think much of his nonsensical remark.
The tiger's mother took the urn from Chen Dong's hands and gently stroked it, as if she were stroking the tiger's rough cheeks.
"My child..."
As she cried, the tiger's mother suddenly rolled her eyes back and fell straight backward.
Chen Dong and Wolong reacted quickly, rushing forward to help the old man.
At this moment, the younger sister was lying on the ground crying. Through her tear-filled eyes, she saw that her mother had fainted and became anxious.
She cried as she crawled over on all fours to help her mother.
"Hurry up, take the old man home," the fox said from the side.
With Zhang Xiaoyu's help, Wolong carried the tiger's mother on his back and carefully walked towards their home.
The tiger's father followed closely behind.
Zhang Xiaoyu held the tiger's urn and cried incessantly.
The group of people strolled along the country path.
The fox walked at the very back, constantly scanning its surroundings.
Although those thugs have been defeated and should no longer pose a threat, it's always better to be cautious; vigilance has long been an instinct of the fox.
In particular, their experiences in Myanmar taught them a valuable lesson: accidents always happen unexpectedly.
We must never let our guard down.
Therefore, even in a relatively stable place like China, he is now extremely vigilant.
In many places, conflicts, both large and small, can erupt at any time.
"Watch out, get down!" Suddenly, the fox felt a chill and shouted, lunging forward.
As the fox warned him, Wolong, who was walking ahead, also had a premonition of danger. So, carrying the old lady on his back, he quickly lay down.
Chen Dong reacted quickly, pouncing and knocking the tiger's father and sister to the ground.
They had just finished their action when two gunshots rang out not far behind them.
But the fox reacted quickly.
He grabbed a hard clod of earth from beside him and threw it violently.
A moment later, a scream came from afar, "Ouch—"
Then, the fox had already gotten up, crouched low, and used the trees and undulating terrain to make tactical movements, quickly sneaking towards the direction of the gunshot.
"That place should still be on the edge of a steep slope."
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived near the steep slope.
At a glance, he spotted Li Kun, who was being supported by a subordinate, clutching his head and screaming in pain.
The fox leaped out, first kicking away the person supporting Li Kun, and then suddenly grabbing Li Kun's right arm.
Click!
Li Kun's arm was broken, and the gun in his hand fell into the fox's hands.
The one who fired at them was none other than Li Kun.
"Hmph, yeah, I'll teach you to make a move, I'll teach you to shoot from the shadows!" the fox said in a deep voice, and then launched another series of attacks.
Click!
Click!
Click!
Three sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sounds of bones breaking rang out.
Li Kun's left arm and both legs were also severely injured and fractured!
He fell to the ground, writhing in agony.
However, his arms and legs were no longer under his control and he couldn't exert any strength, so he couldn't roll around very much.
His screams were shrill and sounded extremely tragic.
When he forcibly abducted women, when he robbed people, when he beat innocent passersby, he never thought that the methods he used on others would be returned to him.
Down the steep slope, the thugs who had just climbed up were almost paralyzed with fear.
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