The whole mountain is my hunting ground

After waiting for a while, Zhao Youcai led the Zhao brothers to continue moving forward.

The bigger the mountain, the bigger the ditch.

According to Song Xiangchen, the Hu Niu ditch is seven or eight miles long from west to east.

"Awoo..." A weak tiger roar sounded from the depths of the ditch.

After hearing it many times, the situation of goose hair standing on end and scalp numbness has improved a lot.

Zhao Youcai held the gun in both hands and walked forward step by step. He had no momentum, but his steps were firm.

As Zhao Youcai moved forward, the tiger roars from the depths of the ditch became more and more rapid, one after another.

At the foot of the southern slope of Nanshan Mountain near the ditch, a Siberian tiger quietly hid behind a tree.

It crawled on the snow in a strange posture. The tiger's hind legs were on the ground with its calves, and its two front paws were one in front of the other, and its chin was resting on the tiger paw in the front paw.

The light here was dim, and the tiger's eyes were black, looking down at the ditch from a high position.

As Zhao Youcai moved forward, the first thing that moved on the tiger's body was its ears, and the white spots on the ears all moved backwards.

Then, the tiger's back arched slightly, and its belly left the snow. But it was not standing upright, but pressing down on its body, with its limbs folded.

As Zhao Youcai's figure appeared in sight, the tiger's two hind paws were alternately raised and lightly tapped the snow.

The two tiger paws alternately tapped four times, making a faint sound, but people could not hear it.

It didn't matter if you heard it, because there was no sign of the Siberian tiger behind the tree at this time.

"Swish..." The mountain wind blew, and the branches of the trees on the mountain and the mountain swayed together.

The four brothers of the Song family stretched their necks and poked their heads to observe the trees on the north mountain.

This is a subconscious reaction when people are nervous. At this time, they forgot Zhao Youcai's advice to "look at my north".

Zhao Youcai's heart trembled, and he turned his head to the left suddenly, and saw a black shadow popping out from the left front.

"Ah!" The tiger's roar was so close.

The Song brothers all trembled and shook involuntarily.

"Bang!"

A gunshot woke the four Song brothers back to their senses.

The four turned their heads in a hurry. None of them looked forward before.

At a glance, Zhao Youcai was half-sideways, holding the gun with his arms slightly raised, aiming the muzzle upward.

In front of Zhao Youcai, there was a tiger lying!

The tiger's body was stained with blood. A ruthless bullet entered the chest, pierced the tiger's body, broke the spine, and shot out from the base of the tail.

The tiger's eyes were still fierce, and its front paws scratched at Zhao Youcai who was close at hand.

"Brother Zhao!" Song Changan jumped behind Zhao Youcai and put his hands on Zhao Youcai's shoulders.

As he did this, Zhao Youcai, who had been holding the gun to the sky, moved suddenly and put down the gun in his hand.

Zhao Youcai had just experienced a life-and-death moment, and his whole body was stiff, otherwise he would not be there to pose.

But when Song Changan put his hand on his shoulder, Zhao Youcai controlled his body to recover with his tenacious willpower.

He was afraid that Song Changan would find him trembling all over.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Brother Zhao!"

Song Changqing and others came to Zhao Youcai, and they pushed Zhao Youcai excitedly.

At this time, Zhao Youcai's face was stiff, and he forced a grin, but still said nothing.

When the excitement of the Song brothers faded, Zhao Youcai's upper and lower teeth stopped knocking, and his body was barely recovered.

Zhao Youcai stood in front of the tiger's paw, and the tigress was no longer alive.

Zhao Youcai glanced at the Siberian tiger indifferently, then took out Shilin cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and gave the cigarette box back to Song Changqing.

Song Changqing took the cigarette box in his hand, but did not share it with his three brothers immediately. Instead, he took out a matchbox from his pocket and lit a match for Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai pretended to be calm and put the cigarette in his mouth. The four brothers over there shared and lit cigarettes while talking about their feelings just now.

"Oh my god!" Song Changjiang said, "I turned around and saw that tiger mother coming down."

"I didn't see it!" Song Changan said, "I heard Brother Zhao shooting, and I turned around and saw that tiger mother lying on the ground."

"Ah... Ah..." Song Changshan also wanted to express himself, but was interrupted by a shrill cry.

The tiger roar in the depths of the ditch sounded again after a brief silence.

The sound was miserable, and it was particularly creepy in the deep ditch between the high mountains.

The Song brothers looked in the direction of the tiger roar in the east, but heard Zhao Youcai say indifferently: "My name is Zhao Youcai."

"Ah?" The four brothers were stunned. Song Changqing was about to say "Aren't you called Zhao Erdong?", but was interrupted by Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai raised his head slightly, looked at the swaying branches on the hillside, and said: "Tiger-fighting Heavenly King Zhao Youcai!"

He became famous too quickly, and there was no time for Li Dayong to give him a nickname. Zhao Youcai was excited and gave himself one.

Of course, Zhao Youcai was able to come up with this nickname thanks to Li Dayong. Once upon a time, Li Dayong told Zhao Youcai about the heroes of Liangshan, saying that Song Jiang was famous, but in fact there was a big brother above Song Jiang, called something like Heavenly King.

The two words "Heavenly King" sounded great.

"Ah?" The four Song brothers looked at Zhao Youcai in a daze. Zhao Youcai did not answer, and quietly finished a cigarette in the shrill tiger roar.

As Zhao Youcai threw the cigarette butt on the ground, he took the semi-automatic rifle tucked under his armpit, turned around and walked towards the direction of the tiger roar without speaking to the Song brothers.

The Song brothers hurriedly followed, and Song Changqing even asked Zhao Youcai: "Brother Zhao, aren't you called Zhao Erdong?"

"My full name is Zhao Youcai." Zhao Youcai repeated: "Tiger-fighting Heavenly King Zhao Youcai."

Song Changqing clicked his eyes. He wanted to say the name Zhao Youcai. He seemed to have an impression, but it seemed that the prefix was not the King of Tigers.

"No?" Song Changjiang had never heard of the name of the Cow Slaughter Cannon, so he just asked: "Brother Zhao, why did the leader say your name is Zhao Erdong?"

Zhao Youcai glanced at Song Changjiang and said calmly: "I said my name is Zhao Youcai. Uncle Song can't use me?"

As soon as Zhao Youcai said this, Song Changqing hurriedly stepped forward and said apologetically: "Second brother, isn't this a misunderstanding? We..."

"What are you doing?" Zhao Youcai rolled his eyes at Song Changqing and said, "You said that I slaughtered cows and cannons, because you were afraid that I would kill the old cow for you."

"Oh my god..." Song Changqing was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak because Zhao Youcai took the lead.

"Fifth brother, why are you like this?" It seemed that Song Changshan was complaining about Song Changqing, but he was actually giving his fifth brother a step down. He only heard him say: "Brother Zhao is a sharpshooter, how can we usually see him?" This person?"

"That's right." Song Changjiang looked at Zhao Youcai's face, stepped forward and changed the subject: "Brother Zhao, I want to thank you on behalf of my sister and my brother-in-law."

"And me!" Song Changan also said to Zhao Youcai: "Brother Zhao, it's your fault, otherwise our talk would be in vain!"

"Brother Zhao, I will apologize to you on behalf of my father." Song Changqing came over to bow to Zhao Youcai, but was stopped by Zhao Youcai.

"Brother Zhao, don't blame us anymore. Brother, let me explain to you." Song Changqing said: "We, the two of us, were simply misled. We went into the village to inquire about your family that day. After that, a boy told us, saying you If you don't succeed in hunting, you are famous for hunting old cows, and you are also nicknamed the Cow Slaughter Cannon."

Song Changqing's words made Zhao Youcai feel ashamed and angry. Fortunately, at this time, Song Changan said from the side: "Fifth brother, who is this? If you talk like this, isn't he going to blind you?"

"I don't know anyone from Brother Zhao's village either." Song Changqing said with a bitter face: "I just saw that the aisles look like big ducks..."

"Zhang Laibao!" Before Song Changqing finished speaking, a name flashed in Zhao Youcai's mind.

"Zhang Laibao from CNM, you little bastard, you've been waiting for me!" Zhao Youcai scolded, scaring the Song brothers so much that no one dared to say a word.

After he finished scolding, Zhao Youcai briefly told them about the grievances between his family and the old Zhang family.

"Oh!" After Song Changqing heard this, he lightly slapped his face with his palm and said, "How can we listen to this person's words?"

"Fifth Brother is not very good." Song Changjiang echoed from the side and said: "Brother Zhao can shoot a tiger with his shooting skills, how can he still shoot an ox?"

"Okay, okay!" After hearing what Song Changjiang said, Zhao Youcai quickly stopped talking, raised his hand and gestured forward, saying: "Let's go fight that tiger!"

…

The roar of tigers in the depths of the ditch and pond is still there, but the black tiger on Nanshan has made no movement.

It smells the blood of its own kind.

No more bears will live in a tree barn stained with bear blood for twenty years, just because the same kind of blood is in the tree.

When the black tiger smelled the tigress's blood, it turned around without hesitation and disappeared deep into the jungle.

As soon as the black tiger left, there was no tiger roar in Nanshan Mountain.

Hearing the faint and shrill tiger roar from deep in the ditch and pond, Zhao Jun's heart clenched together.

In Zhao Jun's opinion, 90% of the gunfire in the ditch and pond just now was caused by his father's group.

But when the gunfire fell and the roar of the tiger remained, Zhao Jun's first reaction was that something had happened to his father.

Zhao Jun led eight militiamen and hurried into the ditch. Zhao Jun ran and bumped along the way, and eight militiamen followed him all the way.

The nine people ran out of breath for more than three miles. Zhao Jun was surprised to see the tragic death of the tigress.

At the same time, the roar of the tiger deep in the ditch and pond disappeared.

"Ouch...ha..." A Siberian tiger weighing more than 300 kilograms but as skinny as a piece of wood was dragging its remains and roaring lowly at Zhao Youcai and the other five.

One of the sub-adult male Siberian tiger's hind legs was broken by a gun, and the other hind leg also suffered gunshot wounds.

With its two hind legs unable to exert force, the Siberian tiger could move with difficulty, but without the ability to jump, it could not go up the mountain or even climb over the ditch.

When the enemy approaches, this Siberian tiger with nowhere to go will not even cry out for its mother. Its low roar is not even a demonstration, as if it is saying: "I tell you I am very powerful. Don’t come over!”

Zhao Youcai held the gun with both hands and faced the tiger without fear. The Song brothers looked at Zhao Youcai, and then at the Siberian tiger with his tail curled around his side. They all felt that Zhao Youcai was more powerful.

"Changqing!" Zhao Youcai ordered: "Four of you brothers, go chop down Kabbalah sticks. Each of you will chop down one stick. It will be three meters long."

There is virgin forest around here, and there are big trees growing there. It is not easy to cut down the Kabbalah sticks.

But after Zhao Youcai killed the tigress, the four brothers of the Song family obeyed his advice and climbed the tree one after another to cut down the thick branches and then cut them into Kabbalah.

When the four of them returned to Zhao Youcai, Zhao Youcai was still confronting the Siberian tiger.

"Brother Zhao." Song Changqing called out in a low voice. Zhao Youcai glanced at them and said to them: "Go, give that big paw a fork!"

"Ah?" Song Changqing was stunned, but he heard Song Changshan say from the side: "Hurry up, Brother Zhao is going to catch him alive."

After speaking, the bold Song Changshan reached forward with the Kabbalah stick in his hand.

"Ouch!" Tiger roared and slapped the head of the stick on the ground with his claws. Song Changshan was shocked.

At this moment, Zhao Youcai held the gun in both hands and thrust it forward, causing the tiger to jump forward in surprise.

Under the command of Zhao Youcai, Song Changjiang took a stick and flanked from the left. Seeing this, the Siberian tiger used its two good legs and one injured leg to take small steps and desperately went towards Song Changjiang.

But such a Siberian tiger could not run or jump, and it could not walk fast. Song Changjiang led the Siberian tiger to turn around, and Song Changqing, Song Changshan, and Song Changshan rushed forward and pushed the Siberian tiger to the ground with a Kabbalah stick.

"Awoo..." Although it had not eaten enough for many days, the Siberian tiger was very wild. The four Song brothers could not hold it down after struggling.

The four Song brothers retreated to Zhao Youcai's side, and the Siberian tiger pulled its throat and howled loudly.

"Brother Zhao, what are you catching alive?" At this moment, Song Changshan remembered something very important, and he said to Zhao Youcai: "We didn't bring a rope!"

"Who said I want to catch alive?" Zhao Youcai stood in front of him with a 56 semi-automatic rifle in one hand, and with the other hand he pushed away the bayonet on the top, saying: "If you press it again, I will kill it!"

"Ah?" The four brothers of the Song family saw Zhao Youcai moving forward with a bayonet, and Song Changqing and the other four quickly divided into two groups, holding Kabala sticks to surround from the left and right.

"Press! Hold it!" Zhao Youcai gave an order, and the four brothers of the Song family rushed out to the Siberian tiger with Kabala sticks. The moment the Siberian tiger, which shook its head and body from left to right, began to struggle desperately.

"Awoo..."

"Puff..."

Zhao Youcai stabbed the Siberian tiger's neck with a knife, and the Siberian tiger suddenly jumped up. At this time, no one could hold it down.

The semi-automatic gun fell out of his hand, and Zhao Youcai had no time to pick up the gun, so he hurriedly asked the Song brothers to retreat.

Chickens and ducks have to flutter when they are released, let alone tigers?

As the five people retreated, the Siberian tiger thrust forward and rushed towards Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai's dodging was a bit redundant, and the Siberian tiger fell to the ground before it hit half a meter.

...

Zhao Jun and the eight militiamen hurried on their way, and suddenly they stopped and saw a man walking in front of them.

"Dad!" Zhao Jun recognized that it was Zhao Youcai from the walking posture from a distance.

Zhao Youcai didn't say a word, stopped, turned around and waved his hands repeatedly.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun trotted towards Zhao Youcai, and the eight militiamen followed.

When the nine people arrived in front of Zhao Youcai, the four brothers of the Song family also pushed the Siberian tiger to follow.

The Siberian tiger weighed more than 300 kilograms, and the four people couldn't drag it without a rope.

Under the command of Zhao Youcai, Song Changqing walked in front, holding the tiger's tail, while the three men used Kabala sticks to support the tiger's body and pushed it forward.

"Oh my god!" Seeing this scene, Zhao Jun widened his eyes, and the militiamen were also very surprised.

"Changqing!" Someone asked Song Changqing: "You are so old, and you can kill two tigers in a short time?"

Song Changqing raised his chin to Zhao Youcai and said: "My brother Zhao killed them all."

Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Youcai in surprise, and at this time Han Laoer asked Zhao Youcai very politely: "Brother, are you Zhao Jun's father?"

"Yeah." Zhao Youcai responded, and then said: "My name is Zhao Youcai."

"Yeah?" Han Laoer was startled, thinking that I didn't ask your name. But everyone has signed up, Han Laoer was about to say that my name is Han Guoliang, but he heard Song Changshan behind Zhao Youcai say: "Tiger King Zhao Youcai."

Zhao Jun: "..."