Scar Jin's shot was very sudden, without any warning at all, Zi Yang stared at him dumbfounded, before he could react, seeing that he was about to be headshot by a bullet... Suddenly, a black shadow passed by.
Almost at the same time that the gun was fired, Xiao Hei rushed over and flew in front of Zi Yang.
A bloody flower splashed in the air, Xiao Hei fell on his back in front of Zi Yang, the bullet hit his left chest, leaving a hole in the down jacket, a lot of blood oozes out, dyeing his down jacket A piece of blood red.
Zi Yang's brain was blank, looking at Xiao Hei lying on the ground, he muttered: "You, why are you doing this?"
Xiao Hei looked at Zi Yang with difficulty, his body twitching in pain, his mouth opened, and slowly stopped breathing.
"Xiao Hei! Xiao Hei!!" Zi Yang knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, his eyes blurred with tears.
Although he has only been with Xiao Hei for only a year, Zi Yang has already regarded him as his younger brother in his heart. Xiao Hei never speaks a word on weekdays. The two have little communication. Xiao Hei never shows any feelings in front of him. Thinking of the critical moment, Xiao Hei will come forward and use his life to block the shot for him.
Lao Wang yelled and got up, but was kicked to the ground by Scar Jin's hands. Lao Wang lay on the ground and shouted, "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, what's the matter with you? **, I**, let me go!"
Looking at Xiao Hei who fell on the ground, Scar Jin frowned: "Grass, it's really weird. There are so many people who are not afraid of dying these days, and they have come to the door one by one."
Scar Jin's pistol was reloaded, pointed at Zi Yang, turned his head and said to Lao Wang: "Alright, don't worry, it's your turn next."
Scar Jin was about to pull the trigger, and suddenly a clear Buddha's name sounded in his ear: "Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor, the sea of evil, looking back is the shore."
The middle-aged monk suddenly spoke, and everyone was stunned. Scar Jin looked at him in a daze and said, "How do you, you, do you speak Chinese?"
The middle-aged monk stood up and looked at him solemnly: "Donor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."
Scar Jin suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "I have done all the bad things for decades, and there are countless people who have been wronged. Once you put down the butcher knife, you will immediately become a Buddha? You fucking Buddhism is too easy? Lie Lao Tzu Yeah!"
The middle-aged monk folded his hands together, and slowly said: "The demon and the Buddha share the same origin in the first thought of good and evil. They cannot be liberated in this life, and they will fall into reincarnation after death."
Although the middle-aged monk's voice is not loud, he is thick and melodious. In the face of the people holding weapons, they are still not surprised, not afraid, not angry or angry, and they are just as if they are all manners.
Scar Jin's hands looked at each other, and their muzzles hung down one after another.
Scar Jin's eyes were red. At this time, he had already lost his reason and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! OK! All come to fight against Lao Tzu, I will kill you all today, hey, I am not going to hell, who will go to hell!"
The old lama stood up vigorously, blocking the chest of the middle-aged monk, reprimanding with anger in his mouth, and his thin body looked majestic.
Scar Jin pointed at him as he was about to pull the trigger.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" outside, and the two closed wooden doors of the temple were vigorously shaken open, flying for several meters and falling on the snow in the courtyard.
Everyone hurriedly pointed the miner's lamp at the door, and they couldn't help being shocked when they saw a behemoth over two meters in height at the entrance of the temple.
This behemoth was two heads taller than ordinary people, and it was snow-white with a shaggy head and face, standing there like a god descending from the earth.
One of Scar Jin's men stammered and shouted: "Snow Mountain Savage! Snow Mountain Savage!"
Zi Yang watched Xiao Hei's corpse slowly become stiff in front of him, and raised his head tearfully, looking at the giant corpse coming in.
The behemoth that broke in was the giant corpse they "parked" at the foot of the mountain, and somehow climbed up.
One arm of the giant corpse has been broken, the forearm is deformed and twisted, and the clothes on his body are even more tattered. It seems that he must have fallen off a cliff when climbing a mountain.
After the giant corpse paused for a while at the door, it stepped on the snow and walked forward.
Scar Jin and the others were horrified. A guard standing at the entrance of the hall held up a gun and fired a burst. Snow splashed on the giant corpse hit by the bullet, all of which fell into its chest, but failed to stop it from moving forward.
The giant corpse bowed its head and rushed into the hall, reached out his hand to grab his neck and threw it out with his backhand. The man screamed in the air and flew out of the cliff.
The giant corpse rushed towards Scar Jin, and Scar Jin shouted while retreating. Only then did the group of men woke up and raised their guns to shoot.
For a while, bullets flew in the hall, and the figure shook. The sound of gunfire, screams, and anger were endless.
…
After a long time, the gunshots finally ceased, and the giant corpse knelt on one knee motionless, his body was covered with bullet holes, and half of his head was also hit by bullets.
It was still holding a person's neck tightly in its hands, and that person's eyes widened and he died in anger. To his death, he didn't even want to understand what the monster in front of him was.
Finally, the giant corpse fell to the ground with a thud.
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There was a mess in the hall. One of Scar Jin's men was smashed on the wall and bleeding from his seven orifices. Two others were also broken and fractured. They were lying on the ground dying, and looked dead. One half of his shoulder was torn open, and his internal organs were scattered all over the floor.
Scar Jin stared at all this in a daze. There was blood on his face-but it wasn't his. Scar Jin saw the giant corpse tearing a man alive with one hand in front of him.
Looking at the giant corpse lying on the ground, Scar Jin shivered and leaned forward to the stone platform, grabbed a piece of C4 explosive and installed a detonator, while connecting the fuse and detonator, cursing in a low voice: "I will blow you up." , Lao Tzu blows you up!"
"call!"
Qing Wen, who had been lying in her sleeping bag, let out a long breath, startling everyone. After Scar Jin's men took Qing Wen in and kept them in the corner, everyone thought she was already a dead person, and no one noticed her at all!
I saw her body in the sleeping bag suddenly became naked, bending like an open bow.
-The giant corpse fell, and Qing Wen finally returned to life, but still closed her eyes tightly, she needed to adapt to her body again.
Scar Gold was taken aback.
"Go up and take a look, give her two shots!" Scar Jin said viciously while lowering his head and loading explosives, panting heavily.
After the fierce battle, Scar Gold had only one man left, shivering against the wall.
Hearing Scar Jin's command, the "survivor" walked up tremblingly, and went around the body of the giant corpse. The pistol was pointed at Qingwen, who was lying with his eyes closed, and was about to pull the trigger. Suddenly, a lightning flew from the side. The foot is just kicking on his shin.
"Crack"! The man's calf had been kicked off alive.
"Ah—" the man screamed and fell to the sky, pulling the trigger with his finger, but the bullets hit the wall.
A Chong jumped up and landed on the person, knocking half of his head with a punch.
He finally broke the wire saw on his hand.
A Chong picked up his pistol and pointed it at Scar Jin. There were two "bang bang" gunshots and Scar Jin screamed. He knelt on the ground with his hands covering his knees, blood gurgling between his fingers.
All this happened between the electric light and flint, the situation was reversed in an instant, the scar gold side was wiped out, and he was alone in his family, and his kneecaps on both legs had been smashed by bullets.
Looking at the muzzle pointing at the black hole in his forehead, big beads of sweat appeared on Scar Jin's head. He couldn't figure out how this happened anyway.
Where did this devilish behemoth come from
How did A Chong, whose hands were tied with steel wires by his own hands, break free
A Chong stepped forward and pressed his gun against his forehead.
"My name is Liu Chong, Liu Guohua is my father, Ye Lan is my mother, and A Chong is my brother..."
A Chong's voice trembled, tears in his eyes, and sorrow in his tone.
"No, don't shoot! I, I have something in my hand, this thing can replace my life." Scar Jin begged, kneeling on the ground.
A Chong pointed his gun at him and said nothing.
Scar Jin looked panicked, shaking his hands and pulling out a gold chain from his neck, with a black iron plate tied on it.
"This, this thing, is that it fell from him when he was fighting with Kitano Ryugyin, and I, I secretly hid it. This is your father's token, I..."
With a "bang" gunshot, Scar Jin's neck leaned back, staring at the sky, his eyes full of fear. There was a small bullet hole in his forehead, a puff of green smoke appeared, and his brain splashed all over the ground.
A Chong stepped forward and pulled the black iron token into his pocket, then found the pliers from Scar Jin's backpack, and pinched the steel wire on the wrists of Zi Yang and Lao Wang.
Lao Wang touched his blood-purple wrist while he looked at the corpse lying on the ground with lingering fear, and shouted in his mouth: "Zi Yang, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Zi Yang said softly, holding Xiao Hei's cold body, sitting on the ground feeling sad.
Pharaoh got up and looked around. In the fierce fight just now, the targets of the giant corpse's attack were Scar Jin and his men. Everyone was tied down to the ground, but escaped.
During the chaos, the miner’s lamps fell to the ground, and the beam of light scattered from the ground, reflecting the tragic image of hell on earth.
Pharaoh stepped forward to pick up the miner's lamp and re-illuminated the hall.
Suddenly a scream of sorrow sounded in the ear.
The old lama was sitting on the ground, holding the corpse of the middle-aged monk, and howling hoarse with his mouth open, his voice stern, like the scream of a wild beast.
The middle-aged monk was lying in his arms, his chest was red.
It turned out that in the chaotic war, the middle-aged monk was hit by a stray bullet, and it seemed that it would not last long.
When everyone looked at the dying middle-aged monk, they were at a loss for what to do and did not know what to do.
Zi Yang knew that their lives were saved by the middle-aged monk. If it hadn't been for the middle-aged monk to stand up and block Scar Gold for a while, maybe everyone had been brutally killed.
"Master, I'm sorry, it's all because of me..." Zi Yang looked at the middle-aged monk and couldn't help but choke.
The middle-aged monk looked at the crowd with a peaceful expression on his face, and whispered a few Tibetan words, as if he was comforting the old lama.
Then he looked at the people around him and said slowly.
"How joy is life, and how bitter death is. Joy and sorrow are all dust."
He closed his eyes and died forever.
Penza looked at the little master in his arms with tears on his face.
Zi Yang was holding Xiao Hei's cold body, and his heart was also inexplicably sad.
Suddenly, there was a muffled noise under the ground, like a thunder. Zi Yang suddenly remembered that Su Rui and Li Tianming were still in the cave below.
Everyone ran to the entrance of the cave. The old Wang fought against Jin Guoqiang, and A Chong carried the weak Qingwen on his back.
Zi Yang ran to the entrance of the cave with Xiao Hei in his arms, suddenly remembered the old Lama, stopped and looked back, and was shocked.
The old lama didn't know when he walked to the stone platform, and took the detonator that Scar Gold had just installed in his hand.
The explosive with the detonator was placed in the pile of C4 explosives on the stage.
Lao Wang looked at him blankly, shaking his head and muttering: "No, no."
Everyone has seen the power of C4 explosives. The pile of explosives on the stage is enough to razing the entire temple to the ground.
Butler Penza held the detonator with the red light on and looked at the crowd angrily.
If it were not for you outsiders, the old master’s spirit tower would not be destroyed, and the little master would not be shot—you outsiders brought death!
I want to bury the young master and the old master together, under this sacred mountain, you, join me in the funeral!
Penza looked at the panicked crowd, and slowly pressed the button in his hand.
With a loud noise, the entire temple fell apart in an instant.