The air seemed to freeze.

Only the air around Yan Jiucheng is flowing rapidly.

At the moment when the male lion pounced and opened his fangs, Yan Jiucheng quickly took half a step back, and in less than half a step, he felt that the male lion was already in front of him.

Yan Jiucheng burst out with an angry roar, his eyes widened, and while deliberately exposing his neck to attract the bite of the male lion, the green tendons of the hand holding the long stick protruded, and the muscles of his body instantly tightened, using the greatest strength he could use in his life.

Maybe it's the last time you can use it.

The long stick stabbed at the lion's gaping jaw, calmly, decisively, and accurately.

It's not possible to stab a male lion.

Before he could reach the inside, the lion immediately closed its mouth and bit the stick to pieces, and the sock tied to the top, the meat and poison in the sock swallowed without even chewing.

Swallow it, will everything be alright?

Joke.

From jumping to biting off the stick, it only took more than a second of effort, it hadn't landed yet, and the direction of the landing was Yan Jiucheng, and the direction of the fangs was Yan Jiucheng's neck.

The stick was only a trivial stumbling block, and it was clear that the poison of the poison juice did not make it die the moment it swallowed it.

Poisoning humans is used to poison beasts, does it take time for an attack?

Yan Jiucheng didn't have time to think, he didn't fall backwards in the direction where the male lion pounced, but bent over in the direction where it pounced.

This is obviously a very smart decision.

Because of inertia, the male lion jumped over Yan Jiucheng's head and landed three meters away.

Whew!

With a roar, it immediately reversed course.

This roar was full of anger, the anger of being ridiculed.

Saliva dripped down the grass, and it stinked.

Yan Jiucheng only held half a wooden stick, and immediately stood up and kept half-squatting.

Why haven't you had a seizure yet?, he thought.

Fighting with a lion is undoubtedly seeking death, and what can be done at this time is to pray for the poison to attack quickly.

This was followed by another roar, and with this roar, the male lion leaped to his feet again, this time without the interruption of the long stick, and the target was direct and clear.

It's also incredibly simple.

It is impossible for a human to escape the first time because a male lion bites a stick, and it is impossible to escape the second time when an enraged adult male lion takes the initiative.

As the male lion jumped, the wind whistled, and a fishy breath hit him directly.

Oh!

Suddenly, the male lion let out a terrible scream, tilted to the side the moment he landed, and fell to the ground and convulsed. Yan Jiucheng turned his head, and the big mouth of blood was on his neck.

Burst......

The nostrils sprayed a viscous liquid, spraying Yan Jiucheng's head, sticky, like human snot, warm and warm, the smell is difficult to describe, as if the snot has been hoarded there for half a month, the kind of stench that has been fermented for half a month, retains the texture of human snot, and the stench is mixed with blood.

Yan Jiucheng will never forget this taste for the rest of his life.

He hurriedly closed his lips tightly, for fear that the viscous liquid would reach his mouth, after all, the male lion was poisonous. Immediately kicked hard with his legs to keep himself away from the behemoth, and then reached out to wipe the viscous liquid all over his face, but found that he couldn't wipe it clean.

He simply buried his head in the grass and rubbed it violently.

Whew!

A terrible roar pierced the sky.

The male lion struggled to turn his head to Yan Jiucheng and opened his mouth......

The fangs were right in front of his face, snapping, and his mouth closed.

It was just one centimeter short of biting it.

"My fucking ......" Yan Jiucheng stood up instantly, turned his head and ran frantically, waving his hand at Lao Hang as he ran: "Run!!"

The voice is as fearful as it is, the kind that scares the urine collapse.

What kind of hero who walks the world with a sword, disappears without a trace at the moment of dangerous contact, and he is running out of the fastest speed in his life at this time.

This is not like the 012.

Seeing this scene, Gu Miqing's face changed slightly.

The posthumous photo of No. 012 upstairs, the smile of the hero with snow-white teeth, he is never afraid, he will be as fearless and excited as Yan Jiucheng at the moment of life and death, but he will not be as afraid as Yan Jiucheng afterwards.

Fear and fear will not appear in the heroic personality of No. 012.

"Don't fucking scream, be careful of provoking other beasts!" the old man roared back.

Yan Jiucheng ran forward frantically, ran and ran, looked behind him and shouted, "Fuck me! I'm scared to death!"

The voice savagely filled the grassland, telling Yan Jiucheng's fear.

In the distance, the setting sun had reached the horizon, and the male lion lay there quietly, motionless, imprinted with a layer of red by the setting sun.

"It's dead!" Yan Jiucheng shouted, stopping his tracks, and at this point, he was sure that the man-eating lion was dead.

Lao Hang and Xuan Lin stopped, turned around and ran towards Yan Jiucheng.

Looking at the adult male lion from afar, he was still imposing just now, and at this time, he didn't move, and after letting out those two terrible long howls, it took less than twenty seconds from falling to the ground to death.

"Let's go. Lao Hang said.

"Do you want to go back and have a look?" Xuan Lin looked around, trembling all over: "Now, the territory of this male lion should be the safest. ”

This is true, Lao Hang nodded.

"What do you think?" Lao Hang looked at Yan Jiucheng, only to see him staring blankly in the direction of the dead male lion, without any expression on his face, no fear, no panic, no joy for the rest of his life.

"Hey, buddy, you're such a hero, you're not afraid at all. Lao Hang couldn't help but pat Yan Jiucheng's shoulder, extremely convinced, just looking around vigilantly as he spoke.

In this kind of wild, even adult male lions have it, and there are other fierce beasts.

"Indeed, you are the kind of heroic character who has excitement and calmness for danger in his genes, and I really admire that when this male lion approaches you, you are not afraid at all. Xuan Lin also said sincerely.

"I'm not afraid?" Yan Jiucheng's face was a little pale, completely different from the calm and fearlessness just now, his legs couldn't help but tremble wildly: "I wasn't afraid at the time, but I'm very scared now! Look at my legs!"

Shaking like a jump.

Fear and fear are two different things.

At this time, Yan Jiucheng was so scared that he couldn't do it, especially the fishy saliva sticky on his hair or the snot of the male lion or some secretions slowly dripping down, and that stench was the breath of death.

The three of them walked to the side of the male lion, and the male lion was motionless at this time, and even the corpse instantly stiffened, as if he had been dead for a long, long time.

The sun was setting slowly, the clouds on the horizon burned even harder, and the red half of the sky was extremely beautiful.

Yan Jiucheng, who had come to his senses, regained his previous expression, he looked at the male lion on the ground and his safe and sound companions, and suddenly felt a little proud.

"Hey, hey. He laughed, and his legs stopped shaking.

"Thanks to you this time, it's dead. The old hanger squatted down, took the stick and pulled it for a while, and then let out a long sigh of relief, and said.

"Yes, Yan Jiucheng, you are too powerful, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to face the male lion so calmly. Xuan Lin also said sincerely.

"When I was holding a stick, I felt like a hero who walked the world with a sword, just like that kind ......of martial arts movie" Yan Jiucheng stood up and took the wooden stick to demonstrate: "It was in front of me at the time, you don't know, the lion's gaze, at a glance, as if he was anesthetized by it, consciousness disappeared in an instant...... ”

"Hero! indeed, admire!" the old hanger gave a thumbs up.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, making a rustling sound, and Lao Hang and Xuan Lin instantly became solemn.

"The sound of the wind blowing, just like that, don't be nervous. Yan Jiucheng said, stretched out his hand and brushed his hair: "Moreover, I see that the lion has a bulging belly, I guess it may not be hungry." ”

Lao Hang looked around vigilantly.

Xuan Lin also blushed.

"Hey, at this moment, this scene, this situation, I really want to recite a poem......" Yan Jiucheng laughed and greeted the sunset:

Cast a cold eye,

On life

On death

Horseman

Pass by

……

The old hanger, who didn't understand English, was amused by this sudden pretense.

Xuan Lin also laughed.

The atmosphere was relaxed.

This is the epitaph of the famous Irish poet Yeats, translated into Chinese as a cold glance, life and death, riding and hurrying. Yan Jiucheng's gaze swept around, and then said with a relaxed expression: "Don't be so nervous, it's in this male lion's territory now, it has just died, and there will be no other fierce beasts coming." ”

A cold glance, life and death, riders and hurry.

This poem was imprinted in the hearts of the three people who survived the catastrophe, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the words fell.

Oh!

An unfamiliar howl pierced the sky.

……

The faces of the three of them immediately changed.

"Big hero, don't fucking chant poetry, shit quickly!" the old hanger jumped up and pulled out of the lion's mouth as he screamed, trying to get some poisoned flesh out.

After all, the three of them had no weapons in their hands, and the only weapon that could be used had not yet been pulled out of Yan Jiucheng's stomach.

At this moment, the hero's is more useful than the hero's poem.

"Hurry up! We're going to die here!" Old Hang's voice was low, and after that long howl, there was another long howl, tearing through the sky and coming in the direction of the three of them.

In 1951, a famous spy codenamed 'Quartet' in the Soviet Union said after completing the operation: They all say that I am lucky to survive, and I am indeed lucky, after all, before I participated in the event, many of my teammates died in training.

[I don't know if 17k has any readers reading my book, I see that the authors of 17k are updated very quickly, my book is fast-paced, and it is the first to write a modern counter-espionage book, the first to do so, so slow. These chapters of wilderness survival are full of foreshadowing, and none of the chapters can be reduced, and you will see these foreshadowings in the later chapters, and my old readers are used to my way of writing, and I don't know if 17k readers are used to it. I'm a newcomer and I really want people to like me. You can follow my WeChat public account: Gao Leng Mu Xiaojing, or search WeChat account muxiaojng18. There are extra photos. 】