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Chapter 722. Both wild boars and donkeys will die.(2/2)

The big buns were made and steamed for fifteen minutes. When the buns were out of the pan, Zhao Jun ate four big buns, and then drank a bowl of muddy porridge.

As soon as Zhao Jun put down his chopsticks, Jiang Weifeng drove the donkey cart. As soon as he entered the house, Song Lan invited him to eat steamed buns.

Jiang Weifeng was not polite, but before eating the steamed buns, Huang Gui chased him and asked where the gunman who picked Xue Jinyi was.

"Oh, brother!" Jiang Weifeng said: "That pig is amazing. I heard it is bigger than a donkey, weighing six to seven hundred pounds."

"So big?" Huang Gui frowned for a moment, turned to Zhao Jun and asked: "Brother, can it be done?"

"Brother." Zhao Jun asked back: "What's that mountain farm like?"

When Huang Gui heard this, he turned to Jiang Weifeng and raised his chin. Just now he only said how big the cannon eggs were, but he didn't say where the wild boar had gone.

Jiang Weifeng stuffed the remaining bun skin into his mouth, and while chewing, he said vaguely: "He put it at the bottom of the Moofang Mountain, and the flat surface was picked up."

"Ah!" Jiang Weifeng described it like this, and Huang Gui knew it. He said to Zhao Jun: "The mountain field is not noisy, and there are steep hills on both sides."

"That's good!" Zhao Jun nodded immediately and said, "Let's release the dogs over there and charge the pig. Then we'll put it on the other side and hammer it with a gun, and that's it."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun said to Jie Chen again: "Jie Chen, give the semi-automatic gun to Brother Huang in a moment."

At this time, Zhao Jun didn't think much about it. After all, with him and Huang Gui's two artillerymen, and two semi-automatic guns in hand, the wild boar would definitely die!

Hearing that Zhao Jun and Huang Gui wanted to knock the cannon egg, Jiang Weifeng stood up and said to Huang Gui: "Brother-in-law, I'll go back first. I'll pick up the two dogs when I get home. When it's over, let's let the dogs get together at the east end of the mill."

Help."

"Okay!" Huang Gui stood up and called Song Lando: "Who is that? Please pack our things quickly, we are leaving!"

Huang Gui has been doing siege for almost thirty years, and Song Lan is used to it. After these people came back yesterday, Song Lan washed all their leggings.

The leggings are actually just a cloth belt. After washing, they are placed next to the fire wall and dry quickly.

Huang Minqiang sent the leggings of the three people to the West Room. After Zhao Jun took them, he took out two and put them on his legs, and gave two more to the counselor.

When Zhao Jun raised his hand and handed the last two leggings to Zhang Yuanmin, he saw that Zhang Yuanmin was no longer around.

Zhao Jun looked aside and found that Zhang Yuanmin had not gone far, but was heading towards the west wall with a long cloth bundle tied around him.

In that baggage was the pig hook.

Huang Minqiang, who had not left, asked Zhang Yuanmin curiously: "Uncle Zhang, what is this bag you have? Is it a gun? It doesn't look like it?"

"Haha..." Zhang Yuanmin was waiting for someone to ask. As soon as Huang Minqiang came on the road, Zhang Yuanmin would show off.

"Brother!" But at this moment, Zhao Jun hurriedly stopped him. This child is already seventeen, and he might inherit his father's business in two years. We can't let Zhang Yuanmin get it wrong!

"Hey?" Hearing this, Zhang Yuanmin turned around and asked Zhao Jun: "What's wrong, brother?"

"Stop carrying that thing on your back." Zhao Jun said, "It's useless."

"What?" After hearing Zhao Jun say that his pig-binding hook was useless, Zhang Yuanmin stopped on the spot and responded directly: "What kind of thing is useless? If it was useless, how did we catch those wild boars?"
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Huang Minqiang on the side couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard Zhang Yuanmin's words. Yesterday, he was listening to Zhang Yuanmin telling stories in the outer room. Huang Minqiang felt that although this man was thin, he was definitely a powerful person!

"What a day..." Zhao Jun twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Can you catch that pig? Can you catch the 700-pound cannon egg?"
Chapter completed!
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