"A Gatling gun blazing with blue flames—hey, is this Social King? I need to buy a lighter."
"Host detected hunting a Class I protected animal in China, a Siberian tiger. Mission complete. Reward issued."
Li Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief before looking at the tiger.
It has been proven that the gun is fast beyond seven paces, and within seven paces, it is both fast and accurate.
This statement is not a lie.
At a distance of about ten meters, with a tiger over two meters long, almost every shot hit its mark.
Moreover, the power of the AK was downplayed in the TV series.
Anyone who can walk after being shot a dozen times is probably Superman.
The tigers on the ground were scattered; each shot left a hole about the size of a fist.
He fired at least several hundred shots, leaving only the frame of the tiger.
The bones and flesh were all blown away.
"Thank goodness it's not a German Tiger, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to beat you."
Li Chang'an, leaning on his gun, kicked the tiger's body and cursed.
He turned to ask the villagers to deal with the tiger, but saw that the villagers were all kneeling on the ground. The only one who wasn't kneeling, Guo Dajiao, had already lost control of his bladder from fright and was covered in a foul stench.
"Xiong Er."
Li Chang'an roared, startling the villagers back to their senses.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot, come over here and help me deal with this tiger."
The villagers then came to their senses, scrambling around in a flurry of activity, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Li Chang'an.
Xiong Er, supporting himself with the axe, moved over step by step, his legs trembling like a leaf.
He looked at the tiger lying on the ground, smashed to pieces, then at Li Chang'an standing on the tiger's head, and swallowed hard.
It's unclear whether he was afraid of tigers or afraid of Li Chang'an, who had killed a tiger.
"Get a few men to chop this tiger up. We'll eat tiger meat today," Li Chang'an said, pointing to the corpse. He then looked at Guo Dajiao, who was incontinent, and said, "Have her family take her home and let her rest. I'll pay her her wages as usual."
He didn't know what Guo Dajiao was thinking; he just felt sorry for the village woman.
Not only did he think he was a god early in the morning, but he also almost got carried off by a tiger. How unlucky do you have to be to encounter something like this?
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