The person's tone was unkind, and his face was even more unkind.
The rough face was full of anger, and the sharp eyes were full of wildness and chill.
There were several hideous scars on his neck, and he looked like an experienced hunter who had been fighting wild beasts all year round.
Li Shiqiang stopped what he was doing and looked at the forty-year-old hunter who had just arrived calmly. He suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle Liang, I'm afraid you are a little unruly."
The middle-aged hunter known as Uncle Liang opened his eyes wide and asked in a daze: "Do you recognize me?"
Li Shiqiang also felt that it was a coincidence and asked again: "Second Uncle Liang, how is Third Master Wen doing lately?"
"Master Wen?"
Second Uncle Liang murmured something and asked anxiously: "Who are you? How do you recognize Mr. Wen?"
After Li Shiqiang was banned from hunting in his previous life, he also thought about going hunting in the mountains with the hunters in the village to get some meat for his family.
But because the Li family is an outsider in Jinsha Village. He was not welcomed at all, so no hunters were willing to take him into the mountains.
Li Shiqiang later learned to hunt because he met Mr. Wen Sanye who was injured while hunting during a trip to the mountains.
Mr. Wen is not from Jinsha Village, but from Dongshan Village next door.
Not only that, Mr. Wen is also a well-known "good hunter".
This title of "good hunter" was not given by the villagers, but by the superiors.
In the 1950s, Mr. Wen was still an ordinary hunter. During a hunting trip, he killed three blind bears alone.
The smallest one, the bear's hide, was four feet wide and six feet long.
The results of this hunting immediately won the envy of the surrounding villages, and Dongshan Village immediately reported it to the superiors.
Later, this incident was not only rewarded by the superiors, but also published in the newspapers, earning Mr. Wen the title of "Good Hunter".
If Master Chen is the leader of hunting in Jinsha Village, then Master Wen is the leader of hunting in Dongshan Village.
So when local people call them both, one is called Chen Sanzhao and the other is called Wen Sanxiong.
The reason why he is called Chen Sanzhao instead of Chen Sanhu is because when Chen Sanye beat the big cat, he survived the three claws of the tiger.
Anyway, both of them are well-known figures in the local area.
So after Uncle Liang learned that Li Shiqiang knew Third Master Wen, he couldn't help but hesitate and asked again: "Where are you from? What is the relationship between Third Master Wen and you?"
"relation?"
Of course it is a master-disciple relationship.
Li Shiqiang learned all his hunting skills from Mr. Wen after rescuing him in his previous life.
Naturally, he is also quite familiar with the hunters in Dongshan Village.
So when he saw Uncle Liang with the scar on his neck, Li Shiqiang recognized him at a glance.
It's just that he and Mr. Wen haven't had the experience of saving people in this life, and it can't be considered a master-disciple relationship.
So he still shook his head and said: "I have nothing to do with Mr. Wen, I just heard about it. I even heard about the name of Second Uncle Liang."
"Heard that?"
When he heard that he had only heard of it, Uncle Liang's expression immediately turned cold.
"My dear, don't think that just because you've heard of me, you can have a relationship with me! I'm telling you, you broke the rules when you robbed my flower deer, and you must compensate me today!"
"I will compensate you?"
Li Shiqiang frowned and laughed angrily: "Second Uncle Liang, are you trying to beat me up? You obviously broke the rules, but you still say I broke them!"
"fart!!"
After Uncle Liang shouted in a loud voice, his face showed an angry look. He immediately raised the gun in his hand and cursed: "You mapi boy, do you really think I gave you face?"
As soon as these words came out, a frightening chill instantly filled the surroundings.
The gun that Uncle Liang was holding was a homemade old-fashioned gun that looked quite a few years old, but the barrel was shiny and well-maintained.
The three hunting dogs he brought with him also looked good, sleek and very strong.
After they noticed the murderous intent of their owner, they also began to stare at Li Shiqiang, making a low "woo-woo" sound from their mouths.
In the past, in the mountains, hunters shot each other because of competition for prey.
Anyway, they are all in the ravine. As long as no one sees him, no one can know who killed him.
Moreover, the folk customs of this era were quite tough.
Roadblocks and robberies often happen, and there are naturally a lot of murders in the mountains.
However, listening to Uncle Liang's threat, Li Shiqiang continued to cook the dead sika deer without any panic and said: "Uncle Liang, I told you the first thing I said when I saw you, it was you who broke the rules. But you didn’t listen and thought I had robbed you of your flower deer.”
"If you have the ability, shoot me and kill me. Anyway, everyone in my family knows that I came out to hunt. Sooner or later, this matter will spread, and then others will definitely know that you broke the rules and shot me."
"Shit! Why would anyone say that I broke the rules?"
Second Uncle Liang stared angrily, his face full of disbelief.
"Oh, for what reason?"
Li Shiqiang chuckled lightly and said: "Just because my name is Li Shiqiang, everyone in the village knows that I have fought yellow tigers and blind bears, and my family is also building a blue-tiled house. It is impossible for me to ruin the hunter's life for a spotted deer." rule."
"Li Shiqiang?"
Uncle Liang rolled his eyes and suddenly asked: "You were the one who killed the yellow tiger in Jinsha Village last month?"
Li Shiqiang's killing of Huang Laohu was mentioned by Secretary Huang, Uncle Huang, when he went to the commune for a meeting, so all the villages near them had heard about it.
Not to mention that Dongshan Village and Jinsha Village are two adjacent villages.
Moreover, when people in Dongshan Village heard the news, they were more careful than the news outside. They all knew that Huang Laohu broke into someone else's house in the middle of the night, was chased out, and was killed.
Would such a courageous person break the rules of a hunter because of a spotted deer?
Uncle Liang breathed a sigh of relief and slowly put down the gun in his hand.
Seeing that Uncle Liang had calmed down, Li Shiqiang said again: "Uncle Liang, look at the deer underground. Is there one of your bullets in it?"
"Look again, I've already killed the spotted deer, and taken out the antlers, whips, and hearts, and you've just arrived. Tell me, is this spotted deer your prey? It's obvious It’s the prey you didn’t catch!”
"What? You don't allow others to hunt prey that you can't catch yourself? Or does Second Uncle Liang think that what you see is yours? I'm afraid there is no such thing as this in the world."
Although Li Shiqiang's words were a bit harsh, the truth is this.
By the time he shot down the sika deer and took off the antlers and whip, the three hunting dogs had just chased him here.
Although this time is not very long, the distance it represents is very far.
And if Li Shiqiang hadn't captured the sika deer in front, the three hunting dogs might not have been able to catch up.
