After waiting for two days, Zhao Ziqiao didn't find that the trap he laid had been moved by wild boars, and he could only watch the old wolf and Zhao Baoheng collect fish, without income, he was thinking about whether to come to 'seek wealth and danger'!

Dressed again, he entered the portal, and rode his tricycle to see the trap again, and if the trap had not been touched by a boar today, he would have to go to the stream and cast a net.

The road in the forest, because of last night's rain, became a little soft, the tricycle walked on it, slightly laborious, but not an inch difficult, but this road surface did not bring trouble to Zhao Ziqiao, the bow and arrow in the car body, clanging against the car body, really made him feel a little distressed about this bow and arrow.

"Hmmmm... ”

Approaching the location where the trap was arranged, Zhao Ziqiao suddenly heard a series of sharp pig meows, hearing this sound, he stopped the tricycle suddenly, bent down and quickly picked up the bow and arrow from the car body, the wild boar spear was horizontal on his legs, and his hands moved from left to right, ready to draw the bow and shoot at any time.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Zhao Ziqiao didn't find any signs of wild boars rushing out anywhere, but the cry of wild boars gradually disappeared after he stopped.

"Could it be that the wild boar ran away?" Zhao Ziqiao whispered to himself, but after he finished speaking, he denied this idea, last time the wild boar took the initiative to attack, this time, how could he be scared away after hearing the movement?

After waiting for another ten minutes, Zhao Ziqiao temporarily made sure that the wild boar was not around, and then got off the tricycle, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and slowly walked into the woods, ready to see if the trap he had set was moved by the wild boar.

'Whoa', 'Whoa', 'Click'

Walking into the woods, it is inevitable to pluck the branches and trample on the dead branches, and as soon as these movements are made, the shrill cries of the wild boars are heard again.

Hearing the cry of the wild boar, Zhao Ziqiao almost subconsciously leaned his back against the nearest tree, and his head was like a remotely controlled camera, patrolling left and right, for fear that the wild boar would suddenly rush out of somewhere.

However, all his actions were useless, and there was no sound in the forest except for the cry of a wild boar, and there was no movement at all, as if this was a mime with background music.

After the excitement of his heartbeat, Zhao Ziqiao felt a sense of weakness all over his body, but he didn't wait for the scene of the wild boar breaking out of the forest, this slightly embarrassing atmosphere, he couldn't help but lift the mask of the riot helmet, spit out a mouthful of whitish saliva from his mouth, and scolded: "Does this beast still plan to play psychological warfare?"

After the mask of the riot helmet was lifted, Zhao Ziqiao's ears became more real, and when he listened carefully, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he exclaimed at the moment: "Could it be that the trap is working?"

Zhao Ziqiao has never heard the screams of wild boars, but when he was young, every year when the New Year is approaching, the fat pigs raised at home must be indispensable, and every time at this moment, his family must get up early, help boil water, drive pigs, and his father needs to help the pig killer hold down the pig's trotters when he stabs the pig in the throat with a sharp knife, in case the fat pig struggles to get up, or even escapes with injury. And when the pig was stabbed by the pig killer, the movement from his mouth was very similar to the movement he heard now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziqiao quickly brushed aside the branches blocking the way in front of him, and quickened his pace to walk towards the place where he had laid the trap.

"Whew... ”

When Zhao Ziqiao was still three or five meters away from the wild boar, the wild boar whose right hind leg was caught by the clamp began to snort at him, and the chain attached to the clamp was also pulled and swayed.

Seeing the wild boar with its tail clipped, its right hind leg revealing red and white, and a white spit on its mouth, Zhao Ziqiao stopped and couldn't help laughing.

He has heard Zhao Jie talk about various situations of hunting, when the prey is trapped, it is often the most ferocious, even if it is a rabbit that only eats grass, as long as you catch it when it is trapped, it can also bite you off a piece of meat. Not to mention a wounded boar! As long as it finds the right opportunity, you or it may fall first!

Another, the reason why Zhao Ziqiao laughed is very simple, in the first few days, the wild boar that made him embarrassed fell into such a field at this moment, it can really be described as feng shui turns, if this wild boar can understand the words, Zhao Ziqiao may want to go up and say 'You also have today!', but the wild boar is destined not to understand his words, he just needs to enjoy the fruits of victory as a winner.

Looking at the clamp on the wild boar's right hind leg, there were black-brown blood stains on the clip, and there were a lot of bloody soil on the ground that had been trampled into black mud.

According to the safest method, Zhao Ziqiao only needs to wait for a day or two, and he can pick up a wild boar that died of excessive blood loss unscathed.

But now he has a bow and arrows in his hand, and a boar spear, how can he let go of the scene of beating the water dog, when even if he pulls the bow and leads the arrow, he is full of confidence at the wild boar, and as soon as his fingers are loosened, the arrow feathers in his hand fly out like a meteor.

According to his thoughts, this wild boar's target is so big, and he is so close, how can there be a reason why he can't shoot accurately? But the idea is the idea, but the reality slapped him in the face mercilessly.

When Zhao Ziqiao aimed his bow and arrow at it, the trapped wild boar instinctively felt the danger, and at the moment when Zhao Ziqiao let go, he didn't care about his leg injury, and ran to the side, and the arrow feather didn't even touch a pig, and flew directly into the forest, and I don't know where it fell.

"I don't believe it!" Seeing that his first arrow feather had no merit, Zhao Ziqiao was also angry, and in the painful snort of the wild boar, he put on an arrow feather again.

"Buzz!"

The bowstring is reset, because the force is too great, and after the arrow feather is shot, the bowstring will inevitably vibrate. And this time, maybe it was because the wild boar moved too much just now, and the pain of the wound made it react a little slowly, Zhao Ziqiao was able to regain some face, and the arrow feathers shot directly through its front legs, and the arrow stuck to its belly, drawing a blood groove, almost shooting into the stomach.

"Make you crazy?" Zhao Ziqiao snorted, and put on an arrow feather again, in his eyes, the wild boar with injuries in both legs was nothing more than a live target at this moment.

"Boom"

The arrow feather shot at the back of the wild boar, and the imaginary picture of the arrow feather inserted into the flesh did not happen, but made a somewhat dull movement, and the arrow feather only took a piece of flesh skin, and was 'bounced' away.

"This operation is a bit commotionious!" Seeing that his behavior was just a little skin injury to the wild boar, Zhao Ziqiao couldn't help but say something with his eyes wide open.

The wild boar that was shot by Zhao Ziqiao again seemed to have been completely ignited with the ferocity in his heart, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, his nose was even more spew, and he struggled forward, and the iron chain behind him rattled and rattled, as if he could break free at any time.

Seeing that the wild boar was going to 'desperately', and the leg that was clamped was also bitten out of the white bone by the clip, Zhao Ziqiao subconsciously took a step back and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he wanted to escape a little at this time.

After all, playing with a beast who doesn't want to die, no matter how good or bad the ending is, he suffers!

After thinking about it, Zhao Ziqiao nailed his footsteps to the ground again, if this wild boar really didn't die, then he could basically say goodbye to this place!

After carefully considering the gains and losses, Zhao Ziqiao checked the clip that caught the wild boar again, and after confirming that it was correct, he made up his mind in his heart, this time, this hidden danger must be removed!

With a bow and arrows, Zhao Ziqiao aimed at the wild boar and quickly nailed the remaining arrow feathers to the wild boar, he held the anti-wolf spray in one hand and leaned over to the wild boar with the wild boar spear in the other.

The wild boar that was shot in the cheek by an arrow feather was like a porcupine at the moment, but these injuries, instead of making it sink, aroused its ferocity even more, and there was a kind of 'if you don't kill the person in front of you, it will definitely not die' spirit to support it, making it more ferocious.

Zhao Ziqiao saw that the wild boar was more ferocious, and he didn't dare to get too close, pinched the anti-wolf spray, and began to spray in front of it.

A large puff of water mist appeared in front of Zhao Ziqiao in a short time, and he felt that the anti-wolf spray in his hand was much lighter, just when he wanted to sigh that this thing was useless, his body involuntarily stirred, followed by a hot burning sensation in his nose, tears gathered uncontrollably in his eyes, and instinctively coughed.

"Ahem... ”

Zhao Ziqiao coughed and walked to the side, tears and snot involuntarily flowed out, and his vision became even more blurry, completely looking miserable as being smoked by fried dried chili peppers.

Similar to Zhao Ziqiao is the wild boar, its nasal cavity is much more developed than Zhao Ziqiao, tortured by Zhao Ziqiao's scoundrel technique, humming and screaming is more tragic than when it was injured, and the movements are even more irregular, jumping vigorously and arching into the ground with his nose!

Zhao Ziqiao slowed down for a while, and finally came back to his strength, and saw that he was still holding the bottle of anti-wolf spray in his hand, so he threw the thing away in fright, as if that thing would hurt him again.

Looking at the wild boar on the side again, Zhao Ziqiao smiled again, the wild boar that was tortured by the anti-wolf spray and fell to the ground and grinded his face, there was a sense of 'pain'.

He swept the wild boar spear in his hand, clenched his hands tightly, and rushed forward, piercing directly into the slightly soft belly of the wild boar!

After Zhao Ziqiao succeeded in the blow, he didn't stop at all, pulled out the wild boar spear and retreated, and the wild boar that was stabbed in the fatal part jumped up almost when the wild boar spear pierced into its stomach, and screamed tearing, and rushed over to Zhao Ziqiao, but unfortunately its hind legs were clamped by the clamp, and when it rushed to a certain distance, it was pulled over by the chain.

Zhao Ziqiao saw that the wild boar was pulled over by its own strength, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity, roared, and aimed the wild boar's spear at the wild boar's neck at a slightly tricky angle and inserted it.

Maybe it was too much force, the wild boar spear in Zhao Ziqiao's hand actually pierced the wild boar's neck and went directly into the soil, just when he wanted to pull back, he found that he couldn't pull it out, and the wild boar was about to struggle to get up, Zhao Ziqiao shouted in his heart, he couldn't care about retrieving the wild boar spear, and quickly retreated.

As soon as Zhao Ziqiao withdrew two meters, the wild boar with a wild boar spear on his neck actually stood up, but blood flowed out of its neck like a faucet, and Zhao Ziqiao's heart was determined!

An elephant can fall down after being stabbed a few times! Not to mention this seriously injured wild boar?

A boar's blood, he is determined!