A Panda's Martial Arts

"Move... ah!"

Before the half giant panda could take this step, a sharp pain came from his shoulder.

The muscles were torn apart, the bones were also stabbing, and the bright red blood flowed down. The whole body seemed to have lost strength at this moment, and was pulled out by the severe pain.

It's only one step away, but it's so close.

"Fcuk!"

In the distance, the blond man holding a rifle cursed again.

"It's off! It's a pity to lose a good leather!"

There are too many bullet holes, and the panda skin will be discounted when it is sold. Every time he shoots out now, it means that there will be a loss of hundreds of thousands of dollars——

If he could afford the money, he wouldn't have to rely on poaching for a living, and now his heart is bleeding every time he shoots a gun.

But even so, he pulled the bolt again, aiming at the heart and lungs of the half-giant panda again.

Ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in the hand. Even if you lose, you have to hunt the panda before you count it as a loss.

"boom--"

There was another gunshot, but this shot hit the panda on the other shoulder——

Just as he was shooting, the half giant panda suddenly turned around and rushed towards the direction where the archer White fell to the ground.

"Hey! This bastard is going to run!"

The blond Bill reacted immediately and shot quickly, but although the panda staggered, its speed was not slow. After being shot twice, it rushed to the position of the archer White.

Then he picked up the golden monkey that had been knocked unconscious by the arrow, and jumped straight into the forest intertwined with vegetation.

"Can this run away?"

The blond Bill was dumbfounded. He had been a poacher for some years, and this was the first time he had seen such a tenacious animal.

But this kind of thing doesn't matter, the panda was shot four times, it is impossible to run very far, and then just follow the bloodstains to find it - now he still has to put the two unlucky ones who were overturned first Teammates save it, at least move it to the car first.

Three people came out to poach, and they all had a guy in their hands. In the end, two of them were brought down by a panda and a monkey. This is a shame for human beings.

"Knife hunting, knife hunting? Are you going to continue hunting?"

After lifting the heavy Aziz into the cart, Blonde Bill went to carry Archer White.

Compared with Aziz, who had no effect, White at least shot the monkey with an anesthetic arrow... Wait, it seems that he shot a wolf before the monkey, at least they have some record.

"At least I can exchange some money first...huh?"

Just when Bill turned his head to look for the wolf, he found that the big white-haired wolf that had been stunned by the anesthesia arrow had stood up with its tail between its legs at some point, and even secretly looked at him.

Eyes met, the big white-haired wolf turned and ran away.

"I……"

Bill dropped White and wanted to get the gun, but the big white-haired wolf ran wildly and disappeared long ago.

All that was left was a pool of dark yellow urine scattered on the grass, like a silent mockery.

Chapter Fifteen Poachers

Aziz woke up in the hospital.

There was a faint pain in his head, which reminded him of what happened during the day - he remembered that he should be fighting with the young bear, or was it a panda?Anyway, that beast is good enough to be his opponent.

So, what happened next?

The last image of the memory was a little fuzzy, as if a stone had hit him in the head.

Getting up from the hospital bed, Aziz touched his forehead, and sure enough, he felt a thick layer of gauze.

"Sir, you still need to rest."

A nurse passing by the corridor saw Aziz's movements, and hurried over to help Aziz lie down. His English was a bit blunt, but it didn't matter, Aziz's own English skills were not very good.

"I'm fine."

Aziz smiled, and spoke half-baked Chinese—after knowing that he was going to China, he had already done a little preview of the language. After all, no matter which country he was in, he could speak a few local words. Words are always accepted more quickly by those around you.

And now it seems that this is indeed useful.

The hospitable people living in this land only regard him as a tourist from afar, and no one will know that his true identity is actually a poacher.

This subtle dislocation of identity makes Aziz feel very exciting, and there is a feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife.

"So, my knife is not with you two?"

During dinner, Aziz, who came out to meet his teammates, was stunned. Originally, he thought that his teammates were afraid of causing trouble with the knife on his body, so they took him away before sending him to the hospital——

After all, the country they live in has a certain degree of control over knives, and going to the hospital with a knife will only attract law enforcement officers.

But now it seems that it is not the case.

"I didn't see your knife when I carried you into the car, maybe it fell into the mountain."

The blond Bill was chewing on the Roujiamo, but the food with local characteristics became unpalatable at the moment.

The loss was too great, and he really couldn't eat.

Originally, in his prediction, a little failure was acceptable, after all, they could still get a huge sum of tens of millions of dollars - in the face of high returns, all small losses are worth it.

But the premise is that high returns can be obtained.

Bill also thought he could get it. He remembered clearly that he shot the panda at least four times.

With four shots in his body, the panda couldn't run far—but when he rescued his companion and was about to find the panda's figure along the bloodstains, he couldn't find the panda no matter what, and the golden monkey disappeared.

Originally, the big white-haired wolf could still live as a trophy, but the big white-haired wolf was able to run away unexpectedly.

"Hey! It's all because the gun is not good enough!"

Thinking of the homemade rifle, Bill became even more angry-if it was replaced with a normal firearm, the four shots in the body would have already disabled the panda.

But after being shot four times by the earthen rifle, the panda not only survived the beating, but even had the strength to run away without a trace.

However, this homemade rifle was already the most reliable gun Bill could buy locally, and other things on the black market were even less reliable than this homemade rifle.

"Why is the sale of guns banned in this country! Don't they support the Second Amendment?"

"Why do Chinese people talk about the American Act, and say that it's a gun if they can't shoot it?"

The speaker was the Englishman White, the archer in the team. He is a skilled old hunter who is good at using compound bows. He has always been a little disgusted with Bill's violent American-style hunting——

If he had been alone on that previous hunt, he was confident he would have kept all the animals instead of nothing.

But there is no way, this time he still has two teammates, so now he can only sit here, drinking orange soda and scolding the street.

"Especially you, Aziz, what kind of knife hunting are you free? Now that the knives are gone, are you satisfied?"

"I……"

Aziz, who was sprayed with saliva, gritted his teeth. The loss of the saber is now the biggest pain in his heart.

That knife was made by him by a famous knife maker, and the knife cost him thousands of dollars——

But the money is not important, the main reason is that the swordsmith who forged the knife for him has always only accepted the orders of the princes and nobles, that is, several princes thought he was a good soldier, so they introduced this famous craftsman to him.

But now, the Damascus steel short knife produced by a famous craftsman was lost in the mountains.

"I'm going back to find the knife!"

Aziz stood up abruptly, the knife meant too much to him.

"Now! Immediately! Bill, go drive..."

"Stop messing around! Sit down!"

White on the side was taken aback by Aziz, and quickly pulled the reckless companion back to his seat, and then smiled apologetically at the frightened diners around him.

"It's all right, everyone eats and drinks well... Aziz, don't be stupid."

After calming down the startled local diners in broken Chinese, White lowered his voice and stared at Aziz, continuing to talk in English.

"I also know that the knife is very important, but we can't enter the mountain at all now... It's all because of that idiot Bill. I said it's best to only use a bow this time."

"I said it's not my fault!"

Seeing that the blame was thrown on him again, Bill turned blue with anger.

But Bill couldn't refute anything anymore, just because the matter did have something to do with him——

Although the few shots he fired failed to leave the panda behind, the loud sound of the gunshots spread steadily.

It's not the Chinese New Year now, and in recent years, the ban on burning and burning has been advocated, so the villagers living at the foot of the mountain honestly called the police.

The gun case is no small matter, and the search has already begun near Yunling.If they were stupid enough to follow the previous road into the mountain, only the policemen who liked to mention third-class merit would be waiting for them.

Fortunately, as poachers, they have the habit of sweeping away their traces. Even wild animals can't find their traces, and it is also very difficult for the police to find them.

After all, their identities on the surface are law-abiding foreign tourists.

"Forget it, let's wait for a while, at least until the police here remove the secret whistle."

Taking a deep breath, Bill, as the team leader, temporarily regained his sanity.

"It's just that we take advantage of this time to repair and get some more convenient equipment... Aziz, don't be so sad, I remembered, your knife didn't fall on the ground, it was the one that knocked you unconscious The snub-nosed monkey picked it up."

"really?"

Aziz still had some doubts in his heart. You must know that falling a knife into a monkey's hand and falling on the ground are two different things.

If it falls into the hands of a monkey, he still has a chance to get it back, but if it falls on the ground and is picked up by the police, it is basically impossible to get it back.

"Of course it's true, just rest assured."

Patting Aziz on the shoulder, Bill turned his head, looked out the window, and looked in the direction of Yunling.

Not only was Aziz's knife there, but his money as well.

A full tens of millions of dollars.

"Whether it's a panda or a knife, they can't get out of this mountain."

Chapter Sixteen The Day It All Began