Panther Commando

When the little monk heard Cheng Ru's question, he stared at his bright black eyes and replied, "No... I'm not afraid, I used to go hunting, and I've seen this... this kind of **** appearance a lot, I'm not afraid. ...I just...just haven't seen... gangsters like this. No... but, damn, they should... they should be beaten like this!"

When Wan Lin and the three heard the little monk's explanation, they all looked at each other and understood that the little monk often hunted in the mountains, so this **** scene was nothing to the little hunter. It was the first time he saw the scene where the murderer was killed, so it was inevitable that he was a little surprised, but not afraid.

When Wan Lin heard the little monk's answer, he raised his finger and pointed to the corpse on the grass and asked, "Jingheng, take a closer look, is this person one of the three you have met?"

The little monk hurriedly squatted beside the corpse. He stared at the other person's blue face and replied, "This person... looks a little familiar... familiar, but definitely not... not the tall one I've seen... ...Master! Yes...Yes, he's a bit like the person walking to the left of the master, but...but I'm not sure."

The little monk said, staring at the pistol on the grass with bright eyes, he leaned over and grabbed the pistol, shouting at the same time: "This... this gun, is... this kid hit... hit me. , just... just... give it to me? I... I'll use this gun to... hit them."

Wan Lin saw the little monk's greedy appearance, he kicked the pistol away, stared at him and said sternly, "What for you? You don't even know how to use a gun, who are you hitting? Why didn't you obey the command just now? Acting without authorization to expose the target?"

The little monk heard Wan Lin's stern voice, he quickly retracted his hand, and wanted to stand up from the ground to answer Wan Lin's question. Cheng Ru held down the little monk's head and said, "Are you standing up and waiting to be shot? Hide!"

The little monk sat down on the grass under the strong force from above his head. He raised his head and looked at Wan Lin with a flushed face and explained, "Report...report the leopard head, I...I just saw that Feng...Senior brother rushing to the foot of the mountain by himself is too...dangerous, I...I'm worried about that. Three murderers...the murderer is in front...hidden in front, so I...just hold the bow...the bow and arrow, think...I want to help the wind teacher...the teacher..."

Before he could finish his stammering words, Wan Lin had already stared at him and sternly scolded: "You are thinking of a fart! If you hadn't acted without authorization to expose the target, we would have killed this **** secretly."

He then turned around and pointed at the exposed mountain of the little monk at the foot of the mountain, and continued to say sternly: "You acted without authorization just now, not only exposing yourself to the enemy's guns, but also forcing Senior Brother Feng in front to show up. Shooting to provide cover for you, even he had to be exposed to the enemy's guns, you know the danger at that time?"

The little monk heard Wan Lin's stern scolding, his face flushed and he looked at the wind knife, who was squatting under a rock on the side to be alert, and the corner of his mouth trembled a few times and replied: "Know...know...wrong...wrong, I I apologize to Senior Brother Feng..."

Wan Lin then raised his finger and pointed to the mountains ahead, and continued to say sternly: "If we were shot and fell in the mountains, what's the use of your apology?! We were forced to shoot back."

He followed and pointed at the boy lying on the grass, looking at the little monk and roaring in a low voice: "Now, although we killed this boy, the sound of gunfire has caused Razor and the others to be alert, and now they must be fleeing at a faster speed. It has caused great distress to our operations! You know what's wrong?"

In Wan Lin's stern rebuke, the little monk lowered his bald head with a flushed face. Tears were already flashing in his two black eyes. He raised his hand and patted his bald head vigorously.

The little monk already understood from Wan Lin's stern rebuke and the bullet that flew over his head just now that this was really different from his hunting in the mountains in the past. Although he often encountered those ferocious beasts, it was just a face-to-face mortal fight. , he can rely on his excellent skills to ensure that he is safe and sound.

But now he is facing enemy bullets shot from tens of meters or hundreds of meters away. No matter how good he is, he may be killed by enemy bullets on the spot without seeing the enemy.

In the stern scolding from Wan Lin, the little monk had realized that it was his recklessness just now that he had brought danger to himself and the wind knife that had already reached the mountain pass in front of him, and had brought irreparable losses to the whole operation. He was very remorseful.

Fengdao saw the remorseful and pitiful appearance of the little monk, he stretched out his hand and tugged Wan Lin's arm secretly, and then looked at the little monk and said sternly: "Jingheng, it is the first time for you to execute such a difficult task. Mission, I won't care about you this time, if there is another violation of military orders, we will definitely enforce battlefield discipline on you, you know the consequences!"

When the little monk heard Feng Dao say that this time is over, he quickly raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, yes, I... I will never dare... to disobey the military order again. If... ...take my bald... bald head!"

Wan Lin saw that Feng Dao was helping the little monk, and he softened his tone and said, "Although we have already killed an enemy, now we have been forced to reveal our identity as a pursuer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In this kind of Under this circumstance, Razor and another murderer will speed up their escape. Jingheng, you will follow me in a while, and it is strictly forbidden to act without authorization, otherwise you should be careful of your bald head. "

Xiaohua, who had been lying on the shoulder of the little monk, heard Wan Lin and several others mentioned the little monk's bald head repeatedly. She grinned and stretched out her right paw, and quietly touched the little monk's head.

After the little monk listened to Wan Lin's order, he was about to answer, but he felt a furry paw touching his head, he turned his head and stared at Xiao Hua with teary eyes, and shouted at Xiao Hua, "You... you don't... Don't touch my bald head!"

Seeing this kid who was respectful to her, Xiaohua suddenly became angry with herself, so scared that it jumped up with a bang, and ran directly to the shoulder of Wan Lin opposite. It followed with round eyes and stared fiercely. A little monk.

Seeing the expressions of the two little guys, Wan Lin and the others couldn't help but smile. Feng Dao looked at the little monk and said with a smile: "Okay, you will follow the leopard head for a while, and you will never be allowed to act without authorization, do you hear?"

"Yes yes yes." The little monk replied quickly, he raised his hand to wipe the tears that were about to well up in his eyes, and then looked at Xiao Hua with a little fear and said, "Little... Xiao Hua, yes... I'm sorry, I... I was in a hurry just now, forgot...forgot it was you...you old man."_