Walking around is fake, he wants to see what the donkeys in the city are like, and whether they are better than the king's abductors stepping on the snow.

From this end of the corridor, to the other end of the corridor, from the front of the three buildings to the back of the three buildings, the left side turned all around, and there was not a single donkey in sight.

The persistent Xiao Lu has been chasing closely behind him, and Lin Yang can't understand where he got the interest to make her follow him inch by inch. Lin Yang was tired and sweating profusely, and Feng Jiao was even more out of breath.

In the end, Lin Yang turned to the outside of the fence and really saw the donkey.

The western neighbor, which was separated by a wall, was a zoo with many wolves, and there were other animals in the zoo, including lions, tigers, and leopards.

It's just that there are a lot of wolves here, and there are only a few or a few pairs of others. Tigers and lions are enclosed in cages, and only wolves are free-roaming on wooded rockeries.

It is surrounded by smooth concrete walls with a staircase with a guardrail in the middle, and onlookers stand behind the guardrail above the wall.

It seems that there are dozens of so many, and if you don't look carefully, you think it's a Shiba Inu, with black and gray and gray-yellow. But their eyes are much more hateful than those of dogs, and their mouths are sharper than those of dogs.

Lin Yang was not surprised to see wolves, and he killed two of them when he came down the mountain!

Hush! Don't dare to say anything, wolves are protected animals, and it is illegal to kill wolves.

It is said that the survival rate of wolf cubs is very small, and they always steal domestic animals raised by humans and are hunted by people, so it is not easy to see wolves in the mountains now.

Wolves are not scary, they are terrible wolves with heads, the head wolves are generally ruthless and strong, and they are merciless to their companions, they have a flexible mind and know how to command teamwork.

Even if a tiger encounters a pack of wolves, it will obediently turn into wolf dung.

Outside the high walls of the wolf's den, the keeper was dividing a donkey to feed the wolves, the skin of the donkey had been peeled off, and a bloody, hairless donkey was left, and the cry just now may have been the wail of the donkey before it died.

Lin Yang was really sad for the donkey, why did he kill a donkey to feed the wolf, why was he so cruel, it was better to let a donkey in to be humane.

The wolves here have obviously formed a hierarchy, and the meat that has just been thrown in is only one black one. Wolves, much larger than the others, sniffed next to the donkey's meat, while the other wolves sat behind and waited, howling.

Occasionally, the wolf bared its teeth and roared, and the wolf had to obediently retreat into the ranks, like ants on a hot pot, where it was restless and howling.

The keeper threw the donkey's entrails into it, and the wolf rummaged through a pile of stinking things, and finally found his beloved liver, which symbolized his high status. It unceremoniously swallowed the whole liver, ate it with relish, made its mouth full of bright red, and let out a long roar in the sky after eating.

The wolves behind him rushed to the donkey's limbs and internal organs like arrows off the string, and frantically tore and swallowed them.

The wolf ran to a high rock, sat there, and stared vigilantly at the onlookers behind the railing. He looked like he was guarding the wolves, or flaunting the authority of his leader, and the lovely people didn't know the horror of the beasts, and they were happy to point fingers.

After a while, a donkey was broken down and eaten by the wolves, and the few bones that were left were snatched by several larger wolves and carried into the woods, and some wolves seemed to have not eaten enough, and hesitated to leave the place where they were eating.

The keepers brought in dozens of chickens in large cages, all of them large white roosters, and they opened the cages and threw the live chickens into the wolves below.

There is no difference between chickens seeing wolves and chickens seeing dogs, there is no suspense at all, they immediately fly around, they want to find a hidden place to hide, there are only wolves below, there is no hiding place for them, those hungry wolves who have just thrown in the chickens can't wait.

Some of the chickens fell to the ground and before they could escape, they were bitten on the head by hungry wolves, and another wolf rushed over and bit back, and the two wolves tore hard. The chicken was easily torn in half, and all the bits and pieces in the chicken's belly fell out. It was eaten by other wolves, and most of the chickens ended up like this.

Only a small, well-limbed rooster escaped, and he ran quickly around the wall, dodging several wolves.

Running desperately, the wolf reluctantly chased after him. It clucked in fright, and after running for a while the wolf had not caught him, he actually flapped his wings and flew up.

Its luck seemed to have aroused the interest of the wolf, who, with a roar, rushed down from the rocks on the hillside and pounced on the little rooster, who was even more frightened and flew like a crowd on the wall.

Perhaps it thought that humans like his master would help it, but the crowd of onlookers was busy dodging backwards, and the little rooster landed limply on the edge of the concrete wall, probably because his claws were not grasped.

The edges of the edge didn't help it, and it flapped its wings desperately, but it still slowly slid down. The head wolf waited for it below with its big mouth open and fell. It wanted to let the little fall into his mouth without much effort.

The little rooster was really against the sky, he actually stepped on the nose of the head wolf and flew again, this time it flew high over the wall.

According to the current arc, it is likely to fall outside the wall and escape, but there is such a person who owes the hand, and slaps the little back into the wall. The little rooster flapped its wings hard, but could only glide slowly, and finally inevitably landed in the middle of the wolves.

The accident happened to the person who owed, probably because the action of his hand just now made his center of gravity unstable, and he climbed straight from the outside of the guardrail into the wolf's den, and with a muffled sound he fell to the ground.

The head wolf heard the voice behind him and immediately gave up the little. Even so, the little rooster can only lie on the ground and pant wildly. Let the wolf that pounced on him take a bite to his mouth, and run into the woods as fast as he could.

This scene was not expected by everyone, and some people were so frightened that they exclaimed, sketching in their minds the tragedy that was about to happen. Some people don't even dare to squint their eyes.

Beasts that have been domesticated for a long time will inevitably lose some of their wildness, and even if they look extremely vicious, they will never be able to regain the innate wildness in their bones.

The man who fell was not too bad, and he got up from the ground without difficulty, perhaps the threat of the wolf's glaring made him forget the pain.

He hunched over and covered his ass with his hands, presumably sitting on the ground with his ass just now. The pain came entirely to the tailbone at the end of his spine, and at first he seemed helpless, except for the wolf to bare his teeth at him.

The other wolves were too far away to approach him, and he must have been an extremely competitive and ruthless character, daring to confront the head wolf one-on-one, he first tried to shout a few times at the head wolf.