Li Yuanyuan was shoved away by Zhang Cheng and fell to the ground, completely dumbfounded.
What kind of man is this? Shouldn't he be gently embracing and comforting you at a time like this? His heart is harder than iron!
Watching Zhang Cheng rush out without looking back, Li Yuanyuan felt extremely wronged, pouting and wondering what bad luck she had encountered.
At the same time, Uncle Han and his men arrived outside the village committee with their hunting rifles.
The sight of Zhong Weiguo and Liu Jiandang lying in the snow caused their expressions to change drastically.
Zhang Jianhao ran to Liu Jiandang in a few steps. Liu's head was still buried in the snow. Zhang grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. Liu Jiandang's eyes were wide open, his lips were purple, and he was dead.
"He's still alive!" Zhang Jucai sighed, looking at Zhong Weiguo lying on his back with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He was alive, but that bullet hole in his neck... sigh, it would have been better to give him a quick death and spare him more suffering.
Zhong Weiguo's eyes were full of pleading as he stared intently at the people who had gathered around him.
"What should we do now?"
"There's no way to fix it!" Sewing Pants shrank back. "Look at this injury, he won't live much longer. How about we just give him a quick death?"
"You're coming?"
Sewing his pants, he quickly shook his head, "I would never dare to kill someone!"
"Stop talking nonsense, there are still dead people inside!" Li Yongheng shouted from inside the house.
Everyone rushed into the house, ignoring Zhong Weiguo on the ground. There was simply no other way.
Inside the room, Zhang Jucai looked at the four corpses lying on the ground, one of whom was Li Hangyang, an educated youth, whose neck had been pierced.
"They're all unfamiliar faces!"
"These people...were killed by Er Gouzi?"
"Li Zhiqing, Zhao Zhiqing, what exactly happened?"
Zhao Qingwan stammered as she recounted the general events that had transpired.
After hearing this, everyone's expressions turned even uglier.
"What are you standing here for? Hurry up and chase after Er Gouzi!"
"We can't let that job slip away, or we'll all be in trouble!"
"That's right! These guys who dare to go into the mountains to hunt tigers at this time are all desperate criminals! If they escape, they'll definitely come back for revenge!"
The uncles and elders present all had fierce looks in their eyes, grabbed their hunting rifles and machetes, and headed outside.
Zhang Da Tou carried his spear and circled around the village committee area. Looking at the scattered footprints in the snow, he deduced, "Er Gouzi and that man went towards the mountains!"
"Let's go, into the mountains!" Li Xiaodai raised his hand and wiped his nose with the back of his hand, his narrow eyes flashing with a fierce light.
Er Gouzi avenged his elder brother. He had said in the ancestral hall long ago that if Er Gouzi was in trouble, he would be the first to step up.
Meanwhile, in the back mountain.
Li Yuanyang pulled up his pants and ran wildly through the snow, which was knee-deep, and his speed gradually decreased.
More than a hundred meters away, Zhang Cheng followed closely, his eyes as cold as ice, staring intently at Li Yuanyang's back.
The cold wind stung my face. It was freezing cold!
The snow melted and then froze again, making walking extremely difficult.
Li Yuanyang grabbed his pants, glanced back, and cursed inwardly. Having traveled extensively, he knew these country bumpkins who relied on the mountains for their livelihood might look honest, but they were wolves in sheep's clothing when it came to a fight.
But this kid was ruthless. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and shot his own brother. The way he looked at them was like a butcher looking at pigs and sheep, completely devoid of humanity.
Li Yuanyang knew he was in trouble, which is why he rushed out of the house immediately.
"Young man! We don't have any deep-seated hatred between us. Let me go, and I'll give you gold, okay?" Li Yuanyang shouted as he ran, pulling out a not-so-round gold bean from his pocket and throwing it on the snow. "If you agree, I'll give you three more!"
Zhang Cheng completely ignored him, just staring at him as he walked forward step by step, without even glancing at the golden bean.
Oh shit!
Seeing Zhang Cheng take the opportunity to close the distance, Li Yuanyang cursed under his breath, no longer caring about picking up the gold beans, and gritted his teeth to continue struggling forward.
The snow was getting thicker and thicker, forcing Li Yuanyang to change direction.
As Zhang Cheng passed by the golden bean, he casually picked it up and put it in his pocket.
More than half an hour later, Li Yuanyang stopped running.
The snow ahead was too thick; if you stepped in, half your body would sink in, and you couldn't walk any further.
Now that things have come to this, he no longer expects the other party to let him go. He bent down, pulled a dagger from his cotton boot, and waited for Zhang Cheng to approach step by step.
"Young man, why bother?" Li Yuanyang tried to persuade him one last time.
"Hoo!" Zhang Cheng exhaled a breath of white air, shook the hand holding the military dagger, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Li Yuanyang, who was preparing to fight to the death.
suddenly!
The two lunged at each other at the same time!
There were no fancy moves; the dagger went straight for the opponent's heart.
Zhang Cheng planted his feet firmly in the snow, leaned back sharply, grabbed a handful of snow with his left hand, and threw it hard at Li Yuanyang.
Li Yuanyang didn't even flinch. Ren Xue hit him in the face, and with a loud shout, he gripped the dagger tightly with both hands and stabbed Zhang Cheng's thigh with all his might.
"Bang!"
Zhang Cheng suddenly pulled his right foot out of the snow, the toe still covered in snow, and kicked Li Yuanyang's right wrist hard. At the same time, he swung his military dagger out with a backhand!
"puff!"
"ah!!!"
The military dagger flashed with a cold light and pierced directly into Li Yuanyang's left eye, causing him to scream in pain as he covered his eye.
Zhang Cheng used his waist to thrust his body up abruptly, his eyes chillingly cold, and with one hand forming a claw, he grabbed at Li Yuanyang's Adam's apple.
"Smack!"
He gripped Adam's apple tightly with two fingers and then yanked it sharply!
The fingernails pierced the flesh... Zhang Cheng actually ripped Li Yuanyang's throat off!
A life-or-death struggle unfolds in the blink of an eye! It's not a matter of you punching and me kicking.
"thump!"
Li Yuanyang fell straight backward and crashed onto the snow.
Zhang Cheng squinted as he stepped forward, pulled the military dagger out of the man's eye socket, and then began to search the man's body.
Eight gold beans were found in the lining; they were of decent quality and worth a considerable amount of money.
After wiping the blood and eye discharge from the dagger onto Li Yuanyang's cotton-padded coat, Zhang Cheng shrank his neck and muttered, "It's damn cold."
Then he turned around and walked towards Zhangjia Village.
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