Chapter 1007 Butcher
"Look, here is the food." Zhang Tuohai threw the big fish onto the shore.
Seeing this, Mozi hurried over and picked up the fish from the ground in a panic.
Zhang Tuohai continued to look for his next target.
Bang!
One hit.
Another fish is caught.
Zhang Tuohai looked at the fish in his hand. One fish weighed about three or four pounds. Two of them were probably enough for him and Mozi to eat.
On the shore, Zhang Tuohai found a stone with a sharp edge and knocked the fish unconscious. Then he gutted it, removed the scales, cleaned it, and strung it with clean branches. He found some dead branches from the nearby woods, took off his socks to use as kindling, pulled out his shoelaces to use as the side of the bow, and started to make fire by drilling wood. Cotton socks are good kindling. It took Zhang Tuohai, who was not very skilled, nearly half an hour to finally start the fire.
I'll have to get two pieces of flint for the next time.
Zhang Tuohai thought.
The socks were on fire, and the next step was easy. Zhang Tuohai picked up the socks with a wooden stick and stuffed them under the pile of firewood.
The flames gradually rose, and Zhang Tuohai placed the skewered fish over the fire, turning it over from time to time.
The fish skin began to turn slightly brown under the roasting of the flames, and the fat slowly seeped out and fell into the flames, making a crackling sound.
Mozi squatted beside the fire, staring at the flames, swallowing her saliva from time to time.
"Okay, eat." Zhang Tuohai gave a skewer of grilled fish to Mozi.
Maybe she was really hungry, Mozi held the grilled fish and didn't even mind the heat, she opened her mouth and started to eat it. The scalding hot fish made Mozi gasp for breath, but she didn't stop and continued to take big bites of the fish.
Zhang Tuohai looked at Mozi's appearance and shook his head, then tore off a piece of meat from the fish and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Well, the burnt smell is a bit strong, and I need a knife to clean it off. Without lemon juice and sea salt, the taste is a bit lighter..."
Due to the lack of seasoning, the taste of the grilled fish was not very good. However, in a time of food and clothing shortages, being able to eat a hot meal was already a rare treasure. There were still many people who were hungry, and only someone like Zhang Tuohai would be picky.
Zhang Tuohai tore off another piece of fish and was about to put it in his mouth, but suddenly, he threw the fish away and swung the wooden stick in his hand violently, and a sharp arrow pierced the grilled fish.
Bang!
Zhang Tuohai broke the sharp arrow, threw it in the direction it came from, and at the same time stuffed the grilled fish into Mo Zi's arms, and Zhang Tuohai flew into the woods.
“Where are you going!”
Zhang Tuohai rushed into the woods.
His action scared the person who was aiming at the bow and arrow.
The man never expected that someone would rush towards him directly and at such a fast speed. He quickly dropped the bow and arrow in his hand and reached for the scimitar at his waist.
However, Zhang Tuohai rushed directly in front of him and put his shoulder directly on his chest.
Bang!
With a dull thud, the man was knocked flying and then fell heavily to the ground.
My chest collapsed.
"Are you the butcher?" Zhang Tuohai rode on the man and pressed on his neck.
"Cough, cough, cough--" The man kept coughing, and blood foam came out of the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that his ribs had pierced his lungs. This injury was basically beyond repair in this environment.
At this moment, Zhang Tuohai suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head.
Zhang Tuohai dodged by leaning forward, then supported himself with his hands and kicked backwards.
Bang!
Zhang Tuohai kicked the opponent's calf.
The man lost his balance and fell forward.
Zhang Tuohai rolled over to avoid the man, stood up with his hands, and then he could see the attacker clearly.
The attacker was a 260 kg fat man wearing overalls and holding a heavy mace in his hand. He was lying on the ground, trying hard to get up.
Seeing this, Zhang Tuohai picked up a bow and arrow and pressed it against the fat man's neck: "Don't move, or you'll lose your life."
"No, don't kill me." The fat man looked so majestic when he was holding the mace before, but when an arrow was pointed at his throat, he suddenly became more docile than a sheep and immediately became cowardly.
"Who are you?" Zhang Tuohai asked.
"We are butchers and our mission is to hunt you down," said the fat man, raising his hands.
"Where is the key?" Zhang Tuohai suddenly asked.
"In the shoe." said the fat man.
"How many other people are there like you? What weapons do they have?"
"This..." The fat man hesitated.
puff--
The arrow pierced the fat man's neck and blood spurted out.
"There are a lot of them, and we were divided into different places." The fat man said quickly.
"What were you hesitating about just now?" Zhang Tuohai asked coldly with a frown.
"Don't move!" At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.
Zhang Tuohai turned around and found a cold middle-aged man standing not far , holding a short knife in his hand, across Mozi's neck. Mozi stood there stupidly, still holding the two skewers of grilled fish tightly in his hands.
"Put down your weapons and raise your hands." The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Boy, you don't want her to get hurt, do you?"
puff!
Zhang Tuohai sneered, and the arrow in his hand directly pierced the fat man's throat. After the arrow went in, it stirred it and pulled it out with his backhand. A big hole suddenly appeared in the fat man's neck, and the things inside were turned into rotten meat and tangled together.
The fat man covered his neck with both hands and fell to the ground in pain. He was breathing out more than breathing in, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.
"You...how come..." The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect Zhang Tuohai to still take action at this moment, and he was stunned for a moment.
"You said not to let me move, so I won't move? Do you think I'm a fool?" Zhang Tuohai shook the blood off the arrow and walked towards the middle-aged man with a sneer.
"Also, how do you know that I care about her? Just because I gave her a grilled fish?" Zhang Tuohai asked with a sneer.
"No, don't come over here. If you come over here again, I will kill her. I'm not kidding." The middle-aged man panicked when he saw Zhang Tuohai approaching.
He was just a middle-level manager in a company before and had never even killed a chicken. Suddenly he was chosen to be a butcher and he couldn't adapt to the identity for a while.
"Then you try and see how miserable your death will be in my hands. I've heard of a form of punishment called Lingchi, which can cut a person into 3,600 pieces without killing him. I want to see how long you can hold on."
Zhang Tuohai said this as he slowly approached the middle-aged man.
"Don't come over here, you devil!" The middle-aged man pushed Mo Zi in his hand away fiercely, then turned and ran towards the river, wanting to jump into the river to escape.
However, before he could run two steps, a sharp arrow came from the slope and pierced directly into his back.
With a splash, his body fell into the river.
