sjar Chapter 431 Chen Xiangqian's Dog-Skin Hat is Stolen
Chapter 431 Chen Xiangqian's Dog-Skin Hat is Stolen
Li Ju'an's eyes burned. He felt a surge of anger and resentment rising in his chest and up to the top of his head.
His body was bulging with muscles and tendons, veins popping out on his forehead, and knotted veins bulging and coiling high. He roared angrily, his eyes red as blood, and he had murderous intent.
Li Ju'an pulled out an APS Stechkin submachine gun from his waist, and fired it in burst mode at the Big Monkey King.
boom! boom! boom!
The continuous bursts of fire were all aimed at the face of the Monkey King.
The giant monkey king's red nose and blue fur on its face made it look exceptionally ferocious and terrifying, like a mountain demon. Its strange and horrifying monkey face now became the bullseye of Li Ju'an's angry shooting.
Bang bang bang!
Another burst of fire followed, causing the Great Monkey King to open its mouth and scream in agony. Its bare hands tore at the small cannon, which was struggling fiercely, and it also tilted its head back and howled in pain.
Li Ju'an's eyes were bloodshot and glaring, his sharp gaze radiating murderous intent. After emptying the APS magazine, he switched to a shotgun with a hook-and-barrel handle and continued aiming and firing.
With both magazines emptied, the giant monkey king was completely lifeless, its plump body falling from the tree branch and landing right among the pack of hunting dogs.
Little Cannon lay limply on the ground, its fate unknown. Its two siblings, Chicken Butt and Fortune, went berserk, tearing at the Great Monkey King with frenzied fury. Big Tiger and White Mastiff were closest to Little Cannon; the better the hunting dogs, the more intelligent they were. White Mastiff and Big Tiger roared and pounced on the Great Monkey King, tearing and biting its flesh and fur to shreds.
Not satisfied with venting his anger, the tiger bit off the monkey king's hind leg with a snap, tearing off skin, flesh, and bone, leaving bloodstains all over the ground.
The large macaques in the tree smelled the blood of the monkey king and were too frightened to move rashly.
Chen Xiangqian touched his equipment and suddenly said, "Where's my sword? It's gone."
Li Ju'an jogged to the hunting dog's location to check on Xiao Gangpao's injuries. He touched the dog's fur with heartache. Xiao Gangpao's hind legs were torn and broken, and both hind legs drooped limply. Even if they were immobilized, he probably wouldn't be able to work as a hunting dog and continue running dog races in the mountains.
Looking at the once fierce hunting dog, now crippled, Old Jiang sighed and said, "It's beyond saving. Let's just give it a quick death."
The hunting dog is useless; it can only endure suffering for the rest of its life and cannot run in the mountains. The hunting dog will suffer, and so will the person.
Li Ju'an stroked Little Steel Cannon's ears. Little Steel Cannon could no longer get up, but it smelled the scent and knew its master had come. It made a soft whimpering sound in response to its master's stroking.
Li Ju'an examined Xiao Gangpao's spine. The spine was fine, not broken, but his hind legs were completely bent, along with his anus; he would likely spend the rest of his life in agony. What a humiliation and torment this was for a proud hunting dog.
He sighed, not ending Little Cannon's life, untied the leg bindings, lifted Little Cannon's limp body, and used the leg bindings to fix its broken legs.
The resilient hunting dog was in pain, but didn't utter a sound. Cold sweat rolled down its forehead as it gasped for breath. Little Cannon knew its owner hadn't abandoned it. Its eyes were wet with tears, looking at its owner with a sorrowful and helpless expression.
Li Ju'an said, "Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate. Little Cannon will be rich and powerful, and who knows, he might even be able to walk again in the future." He tucked the bandaged hunting dog into his arms, warming the severely injured dog with his body heat. Excessive blood loss would lead to hypothermia, and in this freezing weather, without proper warmth, Little Cannon simply wouldn't survive.
On the other hand, Jiang Zemin's top dog wasn't so lucky.
Old Jiang's dog had its spine broken after being pulled up by the big monkey. Its whole body lay limp in Old Jiang's arms, unable to move its head. It could only try to lift its eyes and look at its owner with longing, letting out soft whimpers.
Old Jiang closed his eyes in sorrow, took a deep breath, covered the hunting dog's eyes with his hand, and then raised his gun to end the dog's life.
With a soft thud, the hunting dog died in a pool of blood, and tears welled up in Old Jiang's eyes.
Looking at the bloodstains and the dead and wounded hunting dogs on the ground, Old Chen, the forest ranger, sighed and said, "What a tragedy."
There were also large macaques making strange noises in the trees. Some of the bolder young male macaques, not yet old enough to leave the troop, were vying for the position of monkey king. Now that the monkey king had been killed, the young males became even more restless and audacious, and began to tentatively snatch the equipment from the hunters' hands.
Chen Xiangqian was searching everywhere for his lost dagger when he turned around and felt his back was empty. He discovered that a monkey had lifted the crossbody bag he was carrying onto his back.
The big monkey snatched Chen Xiangqian's bag, making strange noises and then took off his dog-skin hat.
It was winter, and without a hat, a hunter's ears would freeze off in a few hours. The thought of Sun Weimin's ear being frostbitten and having to be amputated at the hospital terrified Chen Xiangqian, who brandished his cannon, ready to sweep the large monkey off the tree branch.
The big monkey immediately spotted the foreign cannon in Chen Xiangqian's hand and stretched out its paw to grab the barrel horizontally. Chen Xiangqian exerted his strength, but he couldn't pull the cannon out of the big monkey's hand on the first try.
Chen Xiangqian was taken aback: "Hey, you bastard, you're pretty strong. You think I'm free to eat you?"
Chen Xiangqian stomped his feet on the ground, leaned back, and used all his strength, gritting his teeth, to fight the big monkey for the foreign cannon.
Li Ju'an raised his gun, aimed it at the monkey entangled with Chen Xiangqian, and pulled the trigger, firing the weapon.
Bang! The muzzle flashed as the bullet from the shotgun struck the giant monkey. The monkey, now in pain, realized its fear and screamed for its mother, crying out in grievance that it had been bullied.
Li Ju'an sneered, "You beast, you really think you're something special. I'm not afraid of your old man, why would I be afraid of a yellow-haired brat like you?"
He raised his gun twice and shot the large monkey into action. The young male monkey squeaked, its leg limping, and struggled on the ground, wounded in the chest. Chen Xiang raised his gun and fired a shot into the monkey's head, finishing it off with a sharp blow.
Bang! The old-fashioned cannon bullets were scattered, but their power at close range was immense. With that one shot, the big monkey's head exploded, blood gushing out, sand getting into the wound, mixed with white brain matter, and red blood gushing out.
Chen Xiangqian finally felt relieved and shouted loudly, "What kind of beasts are you? Take my bullet! I'll show you who's the boss in these mountains."
The men fought with increasing ferocity, unleashing a barrage of gunfire at the fleeing monkeys.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bullets rained down on the monkeys like they were free, hitting them in the buttocks, backs, arms, and legs. One after another, the large macaques slowed their pace due to their injuries, and some even fell to the ground.
Li Ju'an shouted, and the hunting dogs, both enraged and excited, launched a frenzied attack on the large macaque that had fallen to the ground. The unfortunate monkey was shaken to pieces the moment its body touched the ground, its flesh covered in blood, not a single piece of it unscathed.
Li Ju'an asked Chen Xiangqian, shouting, "Chen Xiangqian, have you found your dog-skin hat yet?"