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At the cave entrance, the campfire flickered in the wind, casting Zhao Erhu's shadow on the stone wall like a leaping ghost.

"Who?!"

Zhao Erhu's voice trembled, sounding particularly weak in the empty snow forest.

No one answered.

Only the wind howled like a ghost's wail.

Feeling uneasy, he suddenly grabbed a red-hot piece of firewood, gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly in his other hand, and bravely rushed out of the cave.

"Which son of a bitch is playing tricks on me! Get your ass out here!"

In the dark forest, only snowflakes fell softly.

Suddenly, a dark shadow streaked through the air!

"call out!"

Zhao Erhu shuddered in fright and instinctively threw the firewood in his hand at them.

With a "thud," the dark figure was hit and fell into the snow; it was just an ordinary stone.

"Damn it, trying to scare me?"

Zhao Erhu spat, his anger burning away his fear.

He was convinced that Lu Qingshan was playing tricks on him from the shadows, so he grabbed his knife and lunged toward the direction from which the stone had come.

"I'm going to chop you up today!"

He had only taken seven or eight steps when his foot suddenly slipped!

A taut branch suddenly sprang up, carrying a sharpened wooden stake, and with a muffled "whoosh," it grazed his chest!

The stake was driven deep into a pine tree behind him, its tip still trembling violently!

Zhao Erhu froze in place, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

If he had been any faster, his chest would have been pierced right through by now!

Before he could recover from the brink of death, a black lightning bolt silently shot out from the shadows to his side!

It's a bluetail!

Zhao Erhu felt a numbness in his right arm, followed by a piercing pain. The wood-chopping knife in his hand clattered to the ground in the snow.

The black dog bit his wrist tightly, the sharp teeth of which were embedded in the bone.

"ah--!"

The excruciating pain instantly turned Zhao Erhu's eyes bloodshot.

He's a tough nut to crack; the more pain he's in, the more his ruthless nature is unleashed!

Ignoring his bitten right hand, he suddenly reached behind his waist with his left hand and pulled out a gleaming skinning knife!

The blade reflected a cold, bloodthirsty light in the dim light of the snowy night, sending chills down one's spine.

He raised the dagger high, its sharp tip aimed directly at Aoki's eyes!

"Give me a break! I'll stab you blind, you beast!" Zhao Erhu roared ferociously, poised to stab with all his might!

At this critical moment!

A strong gust of wind swept in!

Lu Qingshan's figure sprang up from the darkness, and the sharp wooden stick in his hand was thrown like an arrow, accurately aiming at Zhao Erhu's left wrist holding the knife!

"puff!"

A muffled thud.

Zhao Erhu winced in pain, and his left hand jerked violently.

"Bang!"

A deafening gunshot rang out, and the orange-red flash illuminated his face, contorted with pain and terror!

The bullet grazed Qingwei's ear and flew out, shattering an icicle above the cave entrance.

The next second, Lu Qingshan was already close to him.

He gave Zhao Erhu no chance, gripping his wrist with his left hand like an iron clamp and twisting it, sending the homemade gun flying.

At the same time, the wooden stick in his right hand whistled through the air and struck Zhao Erhu's right knee hard!

"Snap!"

A sickening cracking sound.

Zhao Erhu let out a bloodcurdling scream, then collapsed onto the snow, clutching his broken leg and rolling around frantically.

"No...don't kill me!"

"Brother Qingshan! No, Uncle Qingshan! I was wrong!"

Zhao Erhu's face was covered in snot and tears as he desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"It was Lin Xiumei! Lin Xiumei made me do it!"

"She's jealous of your mountain produce business, saying you've cut off her source of income, which is why she urged me to come!"

"This trap... she made me set this trap, how could I dare to harm you! She just wanted to kill you!"

Zhao Erhu spoke with tears streaming down his face, his words filled with genuine emotion.

Lu Qingshan, holding a rope, seemed to be drawn in by his words, paused slightly, and slowly walked forward.

"Lin Xiumei?"

Just as Lu Qingshan bent down, preparing to tie up Zhao Erhu!

As Zhao Erhu lay on the ground groaning, a fierce, resentful light suddenly flashed in his eyes!

His right hand, hidden in the cloth bag at his back waist, shot out with lightning speed, grabbed a handful of pre-prepared wood ash, mixed it with ground dried chili powder, and suddenly threw it at Lu Qingshan's face!

At the same time, he picked up the gleaming skinning knife on the ground and, with all his might, stabbed it into Lu Qingshan's heart!

This was his last, and most fatal, counterattack!

A handful of black ash, hitting me right in the face!

Lu Qingshan felt a burning pain in his eyes, and everything went black in an instant!

But his almost beast-like fighting instincts mean he doesn't need to use his eyes at all!

Just as the dagger was about to strike his body, his body twisted strangely at an incredible angle.

"Sizzle—"

The sharp knife sliced ​​through his thick sheepskin vest, barely grazing his ribs and leaving a bloody gash.

At the same moment!

Qingwei, as if on cue, released Zhao Erhu's wrist, and with lightning speed bit his left ankle, pulling him back sharply!

"what!"

Just as Zhao Erhu was about to stab again, he was pulled by this tremendous force, lost his balance, and fell backward with a scream.

He instinctively tried to steady himself with his left foot.

But a crisp "click" sound came from beneath my feet!

That was the sound of metal mechanisms snapping open!

Zhao Erhu's expression froze instantly.

He looked down and saw a huge, rusty animal trap with two rows of wolf-tooth-like serrations that were already firmly embedded in his left calf!

That was a trap he set himself at the entrance of the cave to protect himself from wild animals!

"No--!"

The excruciating pain of having one's bones crushed, mixed with endless despair, transformed into a heart-wrenching scream that echoed through the snowy forest.

Lu Qingshan vigorously rubbed his eyes with snow water, and the intense pain gradually subsided, and his vision gradually became clear.

He coldly stared at Zhao Erhu, who was convulsing like a maggot in the snow. His two legs were twisted at an eerie angle, completely useless.

Lu Qingshan entered the cave.

A moment later, he came out with a crowbar, an axe, and a pack of "Big Head" brand cigarettes that he had only smoked one of.

He walked up to Zhao Erhu and threw the pack of cigarettes in his face.

On the cigarette pack, each cigarette tip has a unique triangular mark made by pinching with fingernails.

Zhao Erhu stared at the pack of cigarettes, the last trace of color draining from his face, and he collapsed completely.

The wind and snow were getting heavier.

Lu Qingshan silently tied Zhao Erhu's hands behind his back with a rope, and dragged him down the mountain step by step through the snow like a dead dog.

Bluetail followed closely behind him, letting out a low growl as it watched for anything in the darkness.