A few of the hunters stepped forward and saw the trees shaking not far away.

A strip of white gauze appeared at the edge of the grass, with a little blood staining on it. One of them was moved, "Director, that gauze should have been taken from the helicopter by Ling Yun." ”

As he spoke, he was holding a pistol and pointing at the grass in front of him.

Hunt Kill pressed the head of his gun down, and then whispered to a few men next to him, "Don't shoot, I'll go and see first." ”

Walking forward slowly, his right hand clenched into a fist, and as he approached the grass, Hunt jumped forward. The body was as empty as a giant mountain, and the fist smashed into the grass fiercely, hunting and killing, and the person hiding here was likely to be Ling Yun. But no matter who it is, as long as it takes this punch, it will definitely not be hit hard.

This is definitely much more advantageous than a pistol, if it is Ling Yun, then he will no longer have the strength to fight against himself. What can a congenital master do, he will still be tortured and killed.

A punch slammed down, bang, the hunt's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt the touch of flesh, which means that it was most likely Ling Yun inside.

But when the hunt thought of the sound of bones shattering, he felt as if he had smashed on a piece of tough leather, and then there was a roar in the grass, just like the killing of pigs at home during the Chinese New Year. But it was far louder and more majestic than that, and the hunt's face changed, and he suddenly stepped back.

At this moment, a huge black shadow in the grass rushed out and rushed towards the hunt on its back.

It was the wild boar just now, and it was still biting the gauze at the corner of its mouth.

The hunting was horrified, and the punch that exerted all his strength just now should have smashed on the back of the wild boar, and it did not cause any damage to it, but aroused its bloodiness. You can see how thick the skin of this wild boar is.

This wild boar didn't catch Ling Yun just now, but this time he was beaten by a guy who was almost the same, and the old and new hatreds were mixed together, and the speed increased a few points.

The light skill of hunting is not very exquisite, and of course it can't outrun the wild boar.

Sure enough, before he had run a few steps, the wild boar's vicious fangs. It touched the butt of the hunt.

The hunter's heart was cold, "Shoot quickly." ”

Because it happened so suddenly, the men who hunted it didn't expect this kind of thing to happen at all, and they were shocked by the ferocious appearance of the wild boar for a while. After being reminded of the hunt, he hurriedly picked up his pistol and prepared to fight, but the hunt was just in front of the wild boar, and he had no way to start.

Zhilu Dao couldn't run away, and the hunt suddenly turned around, and then jumped.

The fangs of the wild boar were about to burst the hunted chrysanthemum. This time the hunt jumped right on top of its sharp fangs. The boar's head lifted the whole person up, and then fell backwards.

The hunt let out a scream, clutched between his legs, and slammed into a small tree the thickness of his wrists. The tree snapped with a creak, and then he fell to the ground again.

The wild boar still wanted to rush over, but the few men hunting next to him finally found an opportunity and bang. Several gunshots hit the boar.

The boar cried out in pain.

The body that was about to rush to the hunt stopped. Blood-red eyes rushed towards the guys who had shot. The short distance of more than ten meters is just a second wasted.

The people in the seventh game fired dozens of shots in a row.

The bullet hit the boar's body, but it seemed to have nothing to do, but it became more and more bloody and faster. Stand at the front. The guy who kept shooting originally thought that he could kill the wild boar, but he didn't expect this to be the case. By the time he was about to turn his head and run, it was too late, and the boar's fangs were piercing the fellow's stomach. Then he threw his head up. The blood lingered along the boar's body, only to see the boar slam off.

The guy's stomach had been torn open and his intestines were rolling out, and it had broken into several sections.

"Haizi!" One of them should have a good relationship with this badly injured guy, and called the man in a panic, and the guy called Haizi opened his mouth to speak, but blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

He looked at the big hole in his stomach again, and he couldn't take his eyes off what to think again.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the ancient warrior was still as fragile as paper when facing this rough-skinned and thick-skinned boar king, and died tragically in just one round.

Maybe he is not reconciled, but this is the law of the jungle, the law of the jungle.

Animals, no matter how noble or humble your status is, they are all the same.

The boar, having killed a man, rushed at the other guys with guns.

Seeing the ferocity of the wild boar, the remaining few no longer dared to let the wild boar get close, so they shot backwards. Each shot can slow down the speed of the wild boar's advance, this wild boar is obviously not a fool, Zhilu Dao chased down his own life, when he chased a downhill slope, I saw its body limp and roll down.

The boar's entire body was covered in blood, and although the guns didn't make it die instantly, he probably wouldn't live long.

Seeing the wild boar rolling down, it let out a miserable scream.

These people in the seventh game, knowing that there was no danger anymore, hurriedly ran to the place where the battle had just taken place.

"Director." A few ran up to the hunt and dragged it out from under the broken tree. The hunt was already unconscious, and blood was pouring out from under the crotch.

Although he was not mortally wounded, it was clear that his life had been severely damaged.

Another person, holding Haizi who was lying on the ground with wide eyes, this ancient warrior who had been stabbed in the stomach and his intestines broken into several knots, could no longer live.

I saw that Haizi opened his mouth, blood came out, and he spit out three words with difficulty, "Kill me." ”

Rather than be so painful, the most will die later.

It's better to let him die happily, the person holding Hai Zi had tears on his face, and then grabbed his head and twisted it violently, and with a squeak, Hai Zi completely closed his eyes.

When the hunt woke up from his coma, he asked, "You killed the wild boar?" ”

"Let it run away, but after so many shots, it shouldn't be able to survive." One of his men responded.

Hunt nodded, then moved his gaze to the middle of his legs, looking at the blood that was still seeping outward, his face was extremely ugly, and he said in a half-loud voice, "Lingyun, I'm going to kill you." ”

When the hunt calmed down and looked around, several of his subordinates were all disgraced, and he clenched his hands fiercely, "What about Haizi?" When he was unconscious, he saw the wild boar and thought that Haizi had launched a frenzied attack.

"Dead."

It was quiet all of a sudden, and the heart of the hunt was dripping blood, and before it could catch up with Ling Yun, it had already lost one of its subordinates.

Hunt gritted his teeth, "Qingtou, you carry me on your back, and we will chase." (To be continued......)