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Chapter 8 The Story of a Wolf Fang(1/2)

In the naval battle with Japan, my father and General Deng were on board the Weiyuan ship to fight against the enemy together. Because the captains of two warships in the fleet were timid, the battle ended in failure. At this time, the ship ran out of ammunition, and General Deng decided to collide with the enemy.

The Japanese flagship was sunk, but unfortunately it was hit by a torpedo. General Deng was buried at the bottom of the sea. Fortunately, his father was rescued by Pao Ze and escaped.

After the war, his father publicly reprimanded Mr. Li Zhangtong in the court for avoiding the enemy and fearing war. He was the Qin Hui of the time.

Then Li Zhangtong can be regarded as the chief minister of the dynasty. How could other officials make Li Zhangtong lose face and accuse his father of committing the crime.

My father was even more furious, and he righteously criticized the civil and military officials of the government. In the end, he even drew a gun and confronted him, but he was charged with treason and thrown into prison.

At that time, the Qing Dynasty was struggling to deal with post-war reparations, and his father's affairs were forgotten. In this way, his father spent three years in prison. Later, in prison, he met Tan Junji, who was imprisoned for the failure of the reform movement, which attracted people's attention.

An irreplaceable friend.

Tan Junji's good friend Wang Zhengyi ran all over the place to save Tan Junji, but Tan Junji was determined to die and refused Wang Zhengyi's rescue. Instead, he used a knife to make a quick move and went to Caishikou to die generously.

Anne knew the news and came to Wang Zhengyi alone to ask for help from the hero. Wang Zhengyi was grieving over the death of Tan Junji. Seeing that Anne was British, he immediately refused and took a cup to see off the guests.

Anne, who was usually weak, suddenly pulled out the dagger and said: "My husband is the most amazing man in China. He founded the navy and fought with the heroes of the Sino-Japanese War against Japan. After the war, the court angrily denounced the Qing court and was convicted. Such

People like Tan Junji are full of pretensions about the future of China. If such people are not saved, what future will China have? Since Wang Daxia hates the British, he, as a British man, can commit suicide on the spot to relieve the hatred of the heroes. I just hope that Wang Daxia will go.

Save a Chinese with backbone and ambition."

After saying that, he stabbed the dagger into his heart without hesitation.

When the dagger was still an inch away from the heart, Wang Zhengyi raised his head and grabbed Annie's wrist.

Later, Wang Zhengyi took advantage of the chaos caused by the Eight-Nation Allied Forces entering the capital, sneaked into the Tianlao, rescued his father, and hid in the mountains of Huairou.

However, the hero Wang was shot to death in the battle to protect the capital, and his head was hung in front of Hade Gate.

When my father heard the news, he invited Master Huo, a hero from Jinmen, to go to Hardemen with him. My father shot off the rope hanging the hero's head with a shot, but Master Huo quickly caught him at the bottom of the city and rode away in smoke. The gatekeeper

When the coalition soldiers discovered the two men, they had already disappeared.

Father and Anne jointly buried the hero Wang Zhengyi, but they were faced with the embarrassment of having nowhere to hide. The Qing court searched for their father everywhere. After the hero passed away, his father saw that the Qing government signed another Boxer indemnity, and his spiritual world collapsed.

Drinking alcohol every day to survive.

Seeing that her father was like this, he was afraid that if things went on like this, he would be ruined, so she told her father that all roads lead to Rome, and there was more than one way to serve the country. When she went to China, she had passed through Japan, and she had seen many amazing Chinese people there.

What kind of alliance has been formed to save the country? Anne suggested that her father might as well go abroad for a walk, firstly to seek refuge, and secondly to find a way to save the country.

A few words awakened the dreamer, and his father lamented that Anne's knowledge had unknowingly surpassed his own. At that moment, he and Anne came to Japan together, or escaped to Japan.

Speaking of this, I suddenly felt something in my heart. Every time my father talked to me about the past, he never mentioned anything about his and Annie's trip to Japan. And since they had originally planned to go to Japan, why have they now lived in Australia for ten years?

Whenever I ask about things in Japan, my father just smiles lightly, stops talking, and tells me to talk too much outside.

I must ask my father when I see him in the future. If he doesn't tell me, I will force Annie to tell me.

Anyway, after arriving in Australia, I saw Annie smiling every day.

Seeing me smiling is because of a mother's closeness to her son. Seeing my father smiling is also a sign of a wife's deep attachment to her husband, and she is willing to live with him and die with him.

"Shangxie, I want to know you, and I will live forever and ever. There are no mountains and mausoleums, and rivers are exhausted. Winter thunders shake, and summer rains and snows. Heaven and earth are harmonious, so I dare to be with you."

This is a poem my father taught me. It tells the story of a woman’s unswerving loyalty to love. Anne has no interest in Chinese culture at all, but she only remembers this poem. Every time her father’s birthday comes, Anne will always read it.

She recited it to her father in Chinese that she was not fluent in, and once naively asked her father what the word "Shangxie" in the poem meant.

Her father told her that the evil one is God. Anne still couldn't understand it and asked innocently if it was God.

The father smiled and said, it can be understood this way.

Anne was even more happy and would recite this poem alone every time she prayed.

Sometimes I find it ridiculous that no Christian would recite Chinese poetry before God, but at this moment I discovered Anne's deepest love for her father.

Anne loved his son equally.

She never seems to be angry with her son. Whenever I get into trouble and destroy something, she picks up a branch and threatens to teach me a lesson. Looking at her, I find it interesting and look at her with a smile.

, the end result was that she couldn't hold it in and started laughing herself.

An innocent and kind person will definitely not have so much anger in her heart, because in her eyes, everything is real and beautiful, and the raised branches are just an interesting game prop.

Anne's love is pure and broad.

She cherishes and respects every life. For me who is obsessed with shooting, she asked me to promise her never to point my gun at humans. Every time I go out hunting, Annie will tell me not to kill too many animals, and it is best not to kill any animals.

For me, who loves hunting, this is really a joke. Where in the world are there hunters who do not kill animals?

But I finally listened to Annie's words. Every time I went hunting, I only shot some small animals. If I killed large animals, I would let Nemo take them home.

If some small animals are not dead after I bring them home, Anne will take out the medical kit to bandage the wounds of these small animals and then release them.

The son catches, the mother releases, and the father laughs. This is such an interesting thing.

Now that I think about it, what Annie did may be what the Buddha meant by compassion, even though she did not believe in Buddhism.

I told Annie's story leisurely, and Piyou listened quietly.

There was a tear in Piyou's eyes. She smiled at me, pulled up my sleeve and wiped her eyes.

"I understand, Bugs. Anne is indeed the cutest woman. You should go back to be with her as soon as possible. It's just that you, a bad bug, made me almost cry in the morning."

I'm a little surprised how this nervous girl suddenly became sentimental.

"Why do I suddenly feel like I don't know you anymore?"

Piyou smiled slyly, "Maybe this is resonance. Let me tell you secretly, I also ran away. Anne ran from England to China to find her husband, and I ran from the Mediterranean to Australia to find my uncle, haha. Our family

The old man still doesn’t know why he’s angry.”

"Then you've had enough fun, you should go back early."

Piyou curled his lips, "I won't go back. It's better to stay here for fun and never go back. Otherwise, I can go home with you to find Annie."

I was startled and waved my hands quickly, "No, no, this..."

Although my father and Anne have begun to worry about my marriage, they still can't accept it if I take Pyu back rashly, right?

Piyou was very angry, "Why not?"

"I...I mean, if we take us back like this, my father and Anne will still think that we are..."

I scratched my head in embarrassment and said with an embarrassed look, "I thought we were a young couple."

Piyou blinked, "This is quite fun!"

I'm a little speechless, this girl is crazy and her thinking is different from normal people.

Piyu also seemed to realize that the joke was too big and blushed.

Suddenly I saw a sharp animal tooth hanging around my neck, "What kind of animal tooth is this? Do you Chinese all wear these?"

I shook my head, "No, this is a wolf tooth. My father made it for me."

To be precise, this wolf tooth is the result of my first successful hunting.

I was only twelve years old at that time, and my father had just bought me that shotgun.

The next day I excitedly broke into the wilderness carrying a shotgun.

A muscular coyote killed an antelope and ate it.

There are no large carnivores such as lions, tigers or leopards in Australia. Coyotes are already the top predators here, but they don’t know that they are just a mantis catching a cicada. I, the oriole, is already ready to attack.

I lurked behind a boulder, quietly poked the barrel of my gun out of the grass, and locked my sights on the strongest coyote. That coyote would become the first prey I killed with the hunting rifle.

"Bang", there was a gunshot, the bullet received my order and penetrated the body of the coyote, and the coyote immediately fell to the ground.

I was so excited that I picked up the shotgun and ran towards the coyote. The bullet drilled a hole in the coyote's belly, and blood gurgled out like a spring, draining away the last of the coyote's life bit by bit.

I killed a coyote on my first hunt. I was so excited that I bent over and grabbed the coyote's front legs.

Suddenly, the coyote lying on the ground bent its neck and opened its bloodshot mouth and bit my left forearm. The jagged wolf teeth immediately embedded themselves into my flesh, deep enough to the bone. At the same time, the coyote shook its head.

Tear desperately.

The severe pain made me unable to react and fell to the ground.

The coyote's reaction illustrates what a death struggle is.

The sudden change caused my thinking to come to a standstill. Only when I came to my senses did I fight with the coyote.

The ferocity of the coyote is vividly displayed at this moment. Once it bites its prey, it is more difficult to get it to let go than to reach the sky.

The coyote's eyes were glowing green, and he vowed to use his bite to cause me to gradually lose blood and die. But at this moment, the coyote's claws stepped on my heart. In addition to the severe pain, I had difficulty breathing.

I stretched out my right hand to pull out the dagger from my waist, but missed it. The dagger had been left more than two meters away during the fight.

Two meters, so close, but now it seems so far away.

Now I can only kill the coyote with my bare hands.

My arm is bleeding, and so is the coyote's belly. This is destined to be a duel in which only one side can survive.

The blood from the coyote's belly dripped onto my stomach, and I found that my right hand could just barely reach the coyote's wound.

Without any hesitation, I immediately thrust an index finger of my right hand into the coyote's belly and dug hard.

The pain made the coyote bite harder, and with the movements of my hands, the coyote's wound gradually became larger. When it was big enough to insert my fist, my right hand clawed at the coyote's belly.
To be continued...
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