In the beginning, they were indeed idiots, and every time they went into the mountains, the people in the village had to go into the mountains to save people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But as time went on, these enthusiasts began to learn wiser, and also mastered some methods of dealing with their prey, and gradually they switched roles with wild beasts, poaching some rare animals from time to time.

Earlier, these people hunted only to satisfy themselves, either to eat, or to fur, or to show off.

But up to now, some people have developed this kind of thing into an industrial chain and started killing for the sake of buying and selling!

This is already a serious violation of the law, but the mountain is too big, even if it is a forest guard, a forest ranger or something, it is impossible to see the whole mountain, there are always fish that slip through the net. What's more, these people are all prepared, and they often pay a lot of money to invite some villagers who are familiar with the road to lead the way, and there are a group of villagers who are not doing their jobs properly, so they specialize in this!

Song Ergou also did this back then, but then I don't know what I went through, this guy can't go into the mountains anymore, and he is idle in the village all day long. Everyone knew about this, and when I asked him why, he wouldn't say.

Poachers are hiding in the mountains, and it's too hard to find them, which is a nuisance for most people.

But for Founder, this matter is just like that......

Liang Zequan lowered his head and carefully looked at the broken branches of the grass and trees on the ground, and sneered: "This animal has rough skin and thick flesh and runs fast. ”

"Lao Liang, if you run away, can you still catch up?" asked a cool man wearing a sun hat and a camouflage uniform, stepping on a tree stump and wearing big sunglasses.

"Lin Zi, you also saw that now these wild boars are like TM armored vehicles. I'm making a homemade earthen gun, shooting a chicken or something, no problem. Don't you see that he has shed a lot of blood, that is, epidermal wounds, and if you want to deal with it, you have to find a way to hold him back and shoot him closer. Lao Liang glanced at Lin Zi.

Lin Zi laughed and said, "Lao Liang, I didn't expect you to start to be funny too." I just said casually, you know, although the price of wild boar is not as good as before, but if you get one, you can sell it for a lot of money. Of course, if you can get two Wyverns, hehe......"

Speaking of this, Lin Zi subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"In the past few years, there have been fewer and fewer flying dragons, and if you can really get one, it will make a lot of money. Lao Liang's eyes were also shining, but then he shook his head and said: "But if you want to get a flying dragon, it is a little difficult to get to the periphery of Tianshan Mountain, and there is still a play to walk inside." Let's go, there's still a lot of time today, take your time, don't rush. ”

Lin Zi nodded and said, "Okay, you are an expert, come with you." Brothers, let's go!"

"It's coming. Two other men and a woman got up from the ground and followed.

At the same time, in the mountains and forests, a large wild boar was vigilantly lying under the tree, licking its wounds.

At that moment, a sound of footsteps came from a distance, and the wild boar stood up, staring in that direction with red eyes. The bushes were separated, and the wild boar didn't even see it clearly, and crashed into it with a snort!

At this moment, a Buddha horn sounded: "Amitabha, you wild boar, don't know what to do, the poor monk is here to help you." ”

However, the wild boar had already rushed over, and could not stop the car, and a familiar palm slapped in front of it, and then with a bang, the wild boar rushed out in the spur, rolled on the ground, and hit an old tree before stopping. The wild boar shook the pig's head, looked up, and saw a white-clothed monk standing in the woods, seeing Fang Zheng, a look of confusion flashed in the boar's eyes, this bald head is a little familiar......

Fang Zheng looked at the wild boar's confused little eyes, shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart: This pig's memory is really bad enough, no wonder it has not been able to get on the stage.

"Pure heart. Fang Zheng whispered, and then the wild boar saw a little kid wearing a red belly pocket walking out from behind Fang Zheng. The wild boar's pupils immediately shrank, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and his hair was about to stand up!

Wild boars do not have a good memory, it is because they are too lazy to remember things they don't care about! But there are some things they will remember, such as those things that represent danger, such as the wild boar killer in front of them, the invincible little ancestor!

The wild boars on the periphery of the entire Tongtian Mountain Range were almost all taken care of by Fang Zheng and the red boy, especially the red boy, the terrifying aura and the flames released were simply scared to death of the pigs! How could he not remember?

Then the boar let out a low roar, turned around, and ran!

Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly, patted the red boy's head, and the red boy grinned and rushed out in one step......

......After a while, the red boy came back, still grabbing a pig's tail with one hand and a pig's trotter with the other, dragging a large wild boar of several hundred catties all the way. The wild boar was like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be **, the wolf cried and kicked her legs, and her tears were about to flow into the West Lake water...... There are also two big bags on the door of the head, and I know where this thing came from with my feet.

"Master, get it back. This guy isn't very honest. The red boy threw the boar to the ground and clapped his little hands.

This wild boar is also smart, he knows that he can't run away, so he simply doesn't run, lying on the ground shivering, and his ass is pouting, he remembers, last time he was lying on his stomach like this, and survived from the hands of this little demon king. It's still lying on my stomach like this time, so I should be fine......

Fang Zheng looked at the wild boar's posture and was speechless, walked over, patted the wild boar's head and said, "Amitabha, you get up." ”

The wild boar thief looked at the red boy shyly, and he was more afraid of the hairy ...... than the hairless bald head in front of him

The red boy directly slapped him and said, "This is my master!"

The wild boar asked pitifully, "What is Master?"

The red boy looked up at the sky and said, "Master, I need a pig-killing knife." ”

The wild boar shuddered, it doesn't matter if he knows what the master is, just know that this bald head is even more awesome! Probably this bald head is the king of this little demon king! There is a pig king in the wild boar herd, this should be the bald king. So the wild boar looked at Fang Zheng obediently and said, "That, what are you going to do?"

"Let the poor monk look at your wounds. "Founder Road.

The wild boar fox looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously, but the small life was on the other party, so he could only follow, turned sideways, and his thick skin was red, and there was some mud on it.

After Fang Zheng checked it, he confirmed that the wild boar was only a superficial wound and nothing was wrong. It was also confirmed that it was a wound caused by a homemade firecracker.

"Homemade firecrackers, this is no ordinary poaching. Fang Zheng said in a low voice.

"Master, what are you talking about?" asked the red boy curiously.