Chapter 174 See Zhao Sanshe again

"Haha. Who did I think it was? It turned out to be a bearded monitor.

The bald head saw that Luo Ning and others suddenly lit up, and the gun he had raised was also put down.

"Damn, I'll kill you." Little Jinzi was immediately tired of seeing the extremely obscene smiling face of the bald head. The little gold, who has always been mature and steady, suddenly lost control when he saw that smiling face, as if he had seen an enemy who had been hunted for many years.

The bald man who had just put down the robbery and saw the impulse of the little gold sober, and hurriedly picked up the gun in his hand. At the same time, the group of militants behind the bald head also aimed all their guns at Luo Ning and others on the slope.

There are many people on the other side, and there is no shelter above them. I'm afraid it's them who will suffer if they really want to use the gun. The monitor of the stubble hurriedly stopped the impulsive little gold and made a hot posture towards the downstream bald head.

"Why did you stop me? This guy killed Deputy Monitor Mu's Zhao Sanshe. Zhao Sanshe. The little gold's excited nostrils kept relaxing irregularly, presumably because of the infinite anger in his chest.

"Zhao Sanshe."

Yes, the bald head is Zhao Sanshe, who took Luo Ning to 'borrow arms' not long ago. Unexpectedly, Zhao Sanshe not only did the arms business, but also pulled a group of Tibetans to come here to make money.

There are gold mines on snowy mountains. However, the mountains are piled up and covered with ice and snow. They can't find the specific location of the gold mine, so they can't develop it. However, the melting water of the snowy mountains rubs against the rocks of the snowy mountains all year round. After a long time, some gold will naturally be washed down by the melting water of the snowy mountains. How many years can it take to get a piece of gold?

The snowy mountains and melting water are extremely cold and can be tolerated. Zhao Sanshe's people refused to go into the water to make money by themselves, so Zhao Sanshe got a group of local Tibetans to jump into the water to make money.

The faces of those Tibetans with fluffy heads and dirty faces were full of simplicity. Looking at their feet, a pair of feet soaked in the frozen blue water were slightly puffy. Luo Ning guessed that they had been jumping in the cold river for a whole day.

"Three houses of bald head. Why do you force this group of Tibetans to work hard? The monitor did not question his hatred with Zhao Sanshe, but said from the perspective of caring about this group of Tibetans.

"force? Haha!" Zhao Sanshe laughed strangely, and he turned around and walked to the group of Tibetans. Zhao Sanshe, who was shorter than those tall Tibetans, raised his head and asked the Tibetans, "Did I force you? Did I force you? Did I force you?"

Those Tibetans did not speak, did not have any expression, or did anything. For Zhao Sanshe's obscene face, I guess they are used to it and can't get tired of it anymore.

Zhao Sanshe limped from this side of the Tibetans to the other side and asked all the time. Those Tibetans didn't say anything. Zhao Sanshe suddenly turned around and stared at the stubble monitor and said, "See. They are all voluntary. I give them my salary and they work for me. We are the relationship between employers and workers.

Zhao Sanshe turned black and white in a few words and legalized what he did. Luo Ning didn't believe that these Tibetans were willing to jump into the cold river to work for him for a few food they didn't have enough to eat.

But that group of Tibetans didn't say a word, and everyone could only listen to Zhao Sanshe's words. Luo Ning and others, who wanted to take action for those Tibetans, had no reason to take action.

"Ha ha, don't talk about me. Hu Daban, why did you show up here with your people? Let me think about it." Zhao Sanshe saw that the monitor and others had not moved for a long time, so he limped around and continued to say, "You know that there is gold in this snowy mountains. It's to dig gold."

The stubble monitor has now recovered, making a living for money, and it is not impossible to find a gold mine.

The stubble monitor ignored Zhao Sanshe's wild speculation, and Luo Ning stood aside and did not express his position. Everyone is waiting for the order of the stubble monitor and ready to fight with this lame and bald man at any time.

"Haha, I guessed it." Zhao Sanshe saw that the monitor of the stubble and others did not say anything, and his empty conjecture that day was confirmed by his wishful thinking. Such a person wants to get rich for fear of being robbed by others. When others appear here, no matter what they do, they will first think that they are here to grab their jobs.

The little gold beside him poohed and took a mouthful of water underground: "Class leader, don't talk nonsense with him. Go up and fight. I don't believe I can't kill Zhao Sanshe.

Mu Xiong was their deputy monitor when he was in the Kunlun Mountain Company. Usually, they love each other, just like a family. When Mu Xiong was pierced by the ice cone, the little gold was beside him. Looking at the blood flowing from his comrade-in-arms, Xiao Jinzi was stunned at that time. He could have shot those fleeing poachers, but at that time, when he had just started the mission, he was too timid to shoot. Finally, he watched Zhao Sanshe and several other poachers escape from under his eyes.

When Mu Xiong was sent to the hospital, Xiao Jinzi was always by his side. Mu Xiong grabbed his hand and wanted to say something but couldn't say anything. Only a big mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

When the doctor pushed Mu Xiong's body out of the emergency room, Xiao Jinzi suddenly collapsed at that time: if I had not been so cowardly at that time, Deputy Monitor Mu would not have died.

Therefore, Xiao Jinzi has always believed that he was directly responsible for Mu Xiong's death. At that time, when Mu Xiong grabbed his hand and wanted to say something to him, at the funeral of the martyrs held for Mu Xiong at the Kunlun sentry post, Xiao Jinzi suddenly thought of two words: "Revenge,"

Xiao Jinzi hated Zhao Sanshe, who killed his comrade-in-arms. If the stubble monitor hadn't been here, Xiao Jinzi would have picked up the guy and rushed up. Even if you are beaten with a lot of holes, you will be shot by Zhao Sanshe.

Little Jinzi was impulsive again and was stopped by the stubble monitor. The stubble monitor winkled and looked at the unconscious Xiuxiu, Mr. Qin, and the white-headed man on the sled behind him. Xiao Jinzi knew that they were also tasked with protecting the lives of their friends. If there is a fierce battle with Zhao Sanshe and others, and there is no hidden place, the three people on the sled who can't move and can't speak will naturally become the target of Zhao Sanshe and others.

The little gold snorted angrily and poked the gun in his hand to the ground.

"Hu, our river does not violate the river. How about you take your Yangguan Road and my single-plank bridge?" Zhao Sanshe is still afraid of the stubble monitor. Zhao Sanshe knew that these people around the stubble squad leader must also be very good people. Zhao Sanshe had better not to use force with them.

However, Zhao Sanshe will not abandon the Jinsha River: "But this river is my first discovery, and it is my private property. I, Zhao Sanshe, will stop you from thinking.

Luoning asked with a ridiculous voice, "This river has become his private property just after you look at it?" Then he, he, he... And you, I've seen it, so what should I say?

"I saw you again." Sure, argue with scoundrel grammar in words. Not waiting for Luo Ning to finish speaking, Zhao Sanshe immediately replied for fear of being transferred to his property by Luo Ning for fear of being late.

This kind of person is angry and funny.

"Zhao Sanshe, we were entrusted by the government to come here to find this group of missing Tibetans. It happens that they are in your hands, and I have completed the task. This &, and that one, I will give it to you. But..." The stubble monitor pointed his finger far away, and Zhao Sanshe and others looked along his hand.

It can be heard that the stubble monitor wants to save these Tibetans from his own hands. The melting water in these snowy mountains is extremely cold. He finally brought these strong men to do hard work. After letting these Tibetans go, Zhao Sanshe's money-making plan will be ruined. Even if he has all the Jinsha Rivers in the world, he can't get it. So Zhao Sanshe immediately made a stop gesture.

The stubble monitor had long expected that Zhao Sanshe would not easily let go of these Tibetans, so he picked up the walker pinned to the shoulder stamp, picked up the audio, and pretended to talk to the government: "Leader, leader, those people have been found, and the specific location is on the edge of the no man's land in Hoh Xil. Repeat..."

The 'smist' of the stubble squad leader is undoubtedly a direct provocation to Zhao Sanshe: if the government knows that it has taken people to make money, it will definitely chase and intercept itself and crack down everywhere. He doesn't want to live a life worse than wandering around and being chased by dogs everywhere. Hearing the whistleblower, I was a little anxious. Zhao Sanshe angrily raised the gun in his hand and threatened the squad leader: "Put down the communication machine quickly. If you don't put it down, I'll shoot."

Seeing that Zhao Sanshe was excited, the monitor of the stubble put down the radio in his hand. He was also like scaring Zhao Sanshe, creating an illusion, and letting Zhao Sanshe know that they were not fighting alone, so he said, "Well, I'm done. I put it down."

The monitor of the stubble also seems to be a little cold and humorous: "You didn't put it down until you finished talking about it.

The gun in Zhao Sanshe's hand began to shake excitedly. The militants behind him hurriedly loaded the guns and bullets, waiting for Zhao Sanshe to order at any time to attack Luo Ning and others.

The stubble monitor knows Zhao Sanshe too well. He expected that Zhao Sanshe would not shoot. I won't risk my life to provoke them. Zhao Sanshe will let them go and may even take the Tibetans away.

However, the stubble monitor doesn't know much about his own people.

Especially the timid Yu to the south.

"Ping."

Someone shot. The gunfire actually came from the team of the stubble squad.

I only saw the unsmoisted machine gun trembling to the south, automatically adjusted to a single-shot mode, and his chest fell together, looking at everyone very innocently.

"God!" The stubble monitor hurriedly grabbed the sled rope in his hand to the south and flinted away. Then Luo Ning covered Wang Dan and pulled Yu to the south and rolled to one side.

“Dad..."

The gunfire suddenly sounded, and the simple Tibetans with stained faces covered their ears and watched the bullets keep passing back and forth in front of them.