Chen Youshan never thought that he would one day fight with a group of Tibetan mastiffs, and it was a Tibetan mastiff that he couldn't really compete.

Zhao Tiancheng was right, these Tibetan mastiffs were more valuable than his life, and if he really did something to them, the consequences would be even more serious. But the question is, does he really have what it takes to do anything about them? It's not one, it's ten.

The moment he saw these Tibetan mastiffs, he subconsciously compared them with the wild wolves he encountered in the mountains, and came up with a result that made his heart feel a little calmer.

After all, the wolves in the mountains are wild wolves, full of wildness, and if they really want to fight together, these Tibetan mastiffs may only become their belly food. Zhao Tiancheng said that these Tibetan mastiffs are very terrifying, but they are raised in captivity, and they cannot be compared with the fierce beasts raised by nature.

He wouldn't be so nervous if he was facing a Tibetan mastiff right now, but he was facing ten now. He didn't know what to do, so he had to flee.

He didn't believe that Zhao Tiancheng would really give him five minutes, so he ran fast and tried his best. When he entered the hunting ground, he was not surprised to see the Tibetan mastiff roaring and rushing up from behind him, even if it was only a minute at most.

Entering the hunting ground, he quickly swept around, and he cursed in his heart.

It is surrounded by lawns, and only a few large trees can be seen five or six hundred meters away. Listening to the whistling sound of the Tibetan mastiffs behind his ears, he didn't dare to hesitate, and picked a direction closest to the big tree and ran wildly.

The two staff members of the hunting ground dodged early, watching the ten Tibetan mastiffs roaring past them, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of air, and hurriedly closed the iron door.

They didn't know what was going on, but they were ordered to put the ten Tibetan mastiffs inside. But they are not stupid, seeing Chen Youshan in front as if fleeing for his life, and then seeing a few interested sons and brothers in the back, they will know a rough idea after a little figuration. So, both of them looked at Chen Youshan sympathetically, secretly guessing how he offended these boys, and actually let them take revenge on him in this way.

Two feet are destined to run on four legs, and in less than two minutes, the distance between him and the Tibetan mastiff has been shortened from the initial four or five hundred meters to more than ten meters. If he was really thrown to the ground at this time, the consequences would be chilling to think about.

Chen Youshan didn't look back, but how could he, who had been in the mountains for a hundred battles, not perceive the danger from behind? It's just that now he is still a hundred meters away from the nearest big tree, and how dare he turn around and waste time. He didn't have Zhao Tiancheng's determination to make him crippled at all, how could he dare to take it lightly?

If he didn't look back, it didn't mean that the Tibetan mastiff behind him wouldn't attack him, and after ten or so seconds, a Tibetan mastiff shortened the distance to five or six meters, and then roared, and his limbs jumped on the ground and appeared on the top of Chen Youshan's head.

Listening to the piercing sound of breaking wind in his ears, Chen Youshan didn't want to fall on the spot, and supported the ground with his right hand and turned sharply to the right sixty degrees.

"Bang!"

As soon as he turned around with his front feet, the hind feet of the Tibetan mastiff in mid-air fell, and the two hind legs pressed on the position where he had just turned around.

The ten Tibetan mastiffs obviously didn't expect him to turn around suddenly, and even they braked in time, but because their speed was so fast, they still inevitably rushed out two or three meters away before forcibly stopping.

It was this blink of an eye delay that Chen Youshan stretched the distance to about twenty meters.

Outside in the wooden shed, the handsome man looked at it and praised: "Looking at his reaction speed, it seems that it is not the first time he has encountered this kind of danger." ”

"It's a good thing he reacted quickly enough, otherwise I'm afraid we'd have seen a bloody scene now." The dignified beauty looked at Chen Youshan who was running wildly on the screen with great interest, "Do you still think you are sure to win?" ”

"Of course." The delicate man was full of confidence, "He is facing ten Tibetan mastiffs now, not ten sika deer." In less than two minutes he had no way to escape. ”

The dignified beauty smiled slightly, did not speak again, and looked at Chen Youshan, who was about to be chased by the Tibetan mastiff on the screen, jumped hard, grabbed a branch nearly three meters high, and turned over. Almost at the same time as he grabbed the branch, a Tibetan mastiff, which was also jumping, passed almost against the soles of his feet.

Ten Tibetan mastiffs instantly surrounded the tree, tilting their heads and constantly probing, but Chen Youshan had already sat on the branch, and they could no longer touch it.

The handsome man frowned unconsciously: "Chengzi, you won't let him hide in this tree for more than an hour, right?" If that's the case, then I'm losing too badly. ”

Zhao Tiancheng sneered: "Don't worry, he won't stay on this tree for too long." ”

The handsome man glanced at him and didn't speak again, but his eyes became more and more hot, and he even put himself into his role, calculating what he would do if he was in his situation.

Chen Youshan kept panting, looking at the Tibetan mastiffs that kept jumping up below and wanted to bite him, and his heart was a little relieved.

He looked around and saw that the nearest tree to him was also thirty or forty meters away, and he wanted to jump from this tree to that tree, unless he could fly.

He also guessed that Zhao Tiancheng would not let him stay in the tree like this. It's just that he has no way to go now, so he can only stay here first.

From here to the gate to the hunting ground is about 600 meters. As long as he can rush out, the game should be over.

But he was surrounded by ten Tibetan mastiffs below, and there was not a single tree in front of him, so how could he get out?

"Tuk!"

Before he could think of a good way, a creepy voice came from his ears.

A sharp arrow of sixty or seventy centimeters was inserted more than ten centimeters above his head, and the tip of the arrow was completely inserted into the trunk of the tree, and the tip of the arrow was still shaking violently.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, his body turned his head stiffly, and he saw that a man in black twenty or thirty meters away took out another arrow from his back and put it on the bow in his hand and pulled it away.

He swallowed with some difficulty, knowing that the man was giving him an ultimatum to warn him not to stay in the tree like this again.

He guessed that Zhao Tiancheng would not let him stay in the tree like this, but he did not guess that he would warn him in such a way.

He was silent for about ten seconds, and suddenly reached out to pull out the sharp arrow. Unfortunately, the arrow was too deep into the trunk of the tree, and he couldn't pull it out because he couldn't use it hard.

After trying to no avail, he spun around and jumped to the other side of the tree, clinging to the trunk to avoid the 'hunter' attack.

He had no doubt that if he continued to stay on the tree like this, the next arrow would most likely fall on him.