Chapter Eighty-Three: The "Funnel" That Filters Life

I packed my bags, quickly slid down the tree, landed next to the giant pig that was half-hoisted, and observed the huge boar king up close, although I was mentally prepared, I still involuntarily took two steps back, this thing was much bigger than I had estimated on the tree just now, and now it was standing obliquely, with a height of two meters, twisting its fat huge body, erecting a sparse, cold dark black mane, roaring at me, roughly estimated, this animal weighs more than 1,300 catties, My height of more than 1.8 meters has become a dwarf in front of it.

The beast stared at me with red eyes and screamed wildly, and struck at me with an unforgettable hatred, and once it regained its freedom, it was likely not to break me to pieces.

I could have left as quickly as I could, ignoring the beast, which had been tormented to the point of madness by great pain, and let it "repent" for a little more for the life it had hurt, waiting for the big beasts to come and eat its fat flesh, or starve for two or three days to be broken down by the small carnivores. However, my hook rope is still on the animal's body, and without it, there will be many inconveniences in this forest, so I have to find a way to retrieve it.

However, it will not be easy to take the life of such a huge boar, unless it is with a gun, but that will guide the enemy to come and round me up as soon as possible. Even now, it is not known whether the beast's terrible howl has alarmed the enemy!

Now I have two military spurs and two daggers, but they are very short, and it is undoubtedly dangerous to use them against this behemoth.

I looked around, and there were a few small half-dead trees not far away, as thick as a wrist. I rushed over and cut down a tree of moderate size and thickness with a dagger. Since it does not get sunlight for many years and grows slowly, the wood is very hard, so I repaired it into a wooden spear one and a half meters long. Although the wood was very hard, and I was not sure that I wanted to pierce the fleshy man's body, I tied a dagger to the spearhead with a strong rattan to be safe, and fought for the life of the beast once and for all.

I stuck a few more leaves on the tip of the dagger, lest the glittering tip of the knife alert the beast, and I struggled too much with fear to make me lose sight.

The huge beast saw that I had approached it with a small stick, and its eyes showed disdain in agony, and perhaps it looked like a child holding a hemp stalk to threaten the safety of an adult, and the mocking contempt can be imagined.

Looking at the fat chest of this big thing, I didn't know where to start for a while, I didn't know where the internal organs of this behemoth were hidden, in case it was punctured, it couldn't hurt the vital point for a while, and it would be bad if the sharp pain in the moment let it get out of the control of the steel hook, and then it was super angry at me, and it didn't go crazy chasing me? Even if you chase it to the ends of the earth, you have to avenge this rotten mouth and chest piercing!

I secretly gathered strength in my arms and thrust it into the place where I was trying to touch my heart. Although the boar king's back was thick enough to almost block the bullets, its chest and abdomen were not very strong, and the stick in my hand was like a wreck, and with little resistance, it went deep into the animal's ribcage. The beast let out another scream that shook my ears numb, my eyes shivered, and the stick in my hand shook violently. It seemed that the pain in the chest and abdomen was far worse than the pain in the mouth, and the beast struggled frantically, despite the half-hung position. This is a good thing, the sharp steel hook completely pierced its mouth, revealing the blood-red tip of the knife, and even if it has the ability to reach the sky, it can't break free from the shackles of the steel hook.

This animal is like a wild horse that has gone berserk, roaring wildly in its mouth, and its two hooves kicking in turn, "digging" a pit out of the ground, which was originally a standard mating position, but now it has completely become a vertical state, and the two sharp pains are superimposed to the point of no return, and its violent howl has also reached **, and a large amount of blood spurts out.

In order to let this animal die as soon as possible, I am now like the ancient Chinese Sima Guang smashed the cylinder, try to smash a few holes, let the water flow out as soon as possible, so that the child in the tank can be rescued, I am also at this time in the position of the animal's chest cavity kept stabbing, want to release the blood in the animal's body as soon as possible, expel the breath of life contained in it, the only difference is: the ancients are saving lives, and I am destroying lives.

In less than two minutes, the ground had been stained red with bright red blood, roughly estimated to be more than fifty kilograms, and the beast finally gave up its useless struggle, and twitched with a small pause, and the continuous howl was much smaller, and turned into a careful snort, a large amount of blood loss had drained its tremendous brute force, and it seemed that its life was nearing the end, waiting for the final moment of ascension.

Although I am pressed for time now, I don't dare to pick the steel hook in its mouth at this moment, and its dying Yu Yong must not be underestimated, and the consequences of being hit by its vengeful power are also quite serious.

I carefully stabbed both of its eyes with the dagger on my stick, and the sharp pain of gouging out the eyes caused it to struggle symbolically a few more times, howling twice, and it was not difficult to see that its life was nearing the end, that its blood was no longer enough to sustain its huge body, and besides, its internal organs did not know what to be destroyed! Therefore, no matter how high-flying it was in life, at this moment, it can only reluctantly accept the redistribution of fate.

In order to prevent the beast's soul from going far and returning to its body to bite me, I stabbed it in the neck a few more times, and the beast had not moved in the slightest, and then I was relieved. He quickly climbed up the tree along the rope, untied the rope, and slid down the trunk again.

The huge boar king had fallen to the ground completely, a pile of rotten meat, and I stuck a submachine gun magazine in its mouth to prevent it from suddenly closing and biting me, and took the steel hook out of its mouth, very careful not to be bruised by its bacteria-laden teeth, and once it came out, it was not much different from being bitten directly by it.

After retrieving the hook and rope and receiving it from my body, I ignored the out-of-body beast, quickly restored the two military thorns to my arms, and slammed the wooden spear with the dagger into the dirt a few times, wiped off the black blood on it a little, and then rushed to the depths of the forest.

I had been delayed here for nearly ten minutes just now, and if the enemy had already arrived nearby, he would have rushed over as fast as possible, and I had to keep a distance from them in the shortest possible time to minimize the chance of encountering them.

Because of the stabbing of the boar king's chest and abdomen just now, the front of my body was splashed with blood, and the black blood stained by killing the unknown beast, I am now alive and well as a cannibal demon sitting in a pile of fresh meat and just having a meal, which makes people dare not look at it directly.

From time to time, I grabbed a handful of damp rotten leaves from the ground and vigorously "scrubbed" the blood stains on my body to dilute the rich smell of blood and reduce the risk of being attacked by those hungry beasts. Now that the day had just dawned, and the fierce beasts had digested all night, anxiously looking for food, I had arrived "just in time", and perhaps they were overjoyed!

It seems that I have been unlucky in the past two days, and have been in danger several times, the first time being when I was almost killed by the "twin" grenade of the super cunning guy of the enemy, and it was all due to the characteristic caution that I had cultivated over the years; Last night, he was firmly trapped on the "Diaoyu Tai" and almost became the third "bait"; However, having just escaped the fate of "bait", and was almost hunted by the lurking beast, he experienced a chance to brush shoulders with death; Just now, the giant boar king became a stumbling block on my escape path, playing the role of the enemy's "temporary accomplice".

Now the pointed stick in my hand makes me feel a lot more at ease, if any big beast that does not open its eyes suddenly attacks me again, I will use the moment the beast flies into the air, I will use my strength to pick it out with the sharp stick, and help it complete the last "leap" of the beast's career. If I encounter a pack of beasts and they dare to attack me, my submachine gun will become their full-time butcher.

In a word, if you want to gain benefits, you must pay a corresponding price, which is the "law of survival" of all things in the world, and no one can surpass it.

The whole great forest is like a huge "funnel" that filters life, strictly following the law of natural selection and survival of the fittest, and any life in front of it will become a pitiful slave, only the freedom of obedience and piety, and there is no possibility of overriding it.

I walked vigilantly through the impermeable forest as I thought about my next move. I am now bloody and bloody, like a prey with a long tail, firmly in the hands of the pursuers, and as long as the "tail" continues, they will be tied to me wherever I flee, and may catch up at any time and in the head with a single shot. Therefore, despite the crisis ahead, I did not dare to relax my pace in the slightest. It seems that I still have to do the same thing, using the hook and rope around my waist to "drift" and walk on the tree, so that I can "disappear" in the air for a certain distance, temporarily cut off the long tail, and at the same time, I can also temporarily avoid the attack of the unknown beast, and win the greatest chance of escape for myself.

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