Chapter VII: Distress
There was a sudden rustling sound in the bushes, Wang Lang's muscles suddenly tensed, and he threw his prey to the ground reflexively, clenching the stone spear in his hand as if facing a great enemy, staring in the direction from which the sound came.
The hunter lurking in the bushes, seeing that he was exposed, simply did not hide, leaning over his forelimbs to show his sharp teeth, and constantly let out a low roar from his mouth.
"Lion!"
Wang Lang was sweating cold on his back at the moment, although the lion in front of him was somewhat different from the African lion, but Wang Lang often watched some people and nature and exploration programs on weekdays, of course he would not be unfamiliar with this creature, this is a puma with a little enlargement, Wang Lang felt that this might be the ancestor of the cougar, but how could the cougar appear here, Wang Lang was confused, wasn't he in Asia, could it be that he even changed the location of the crossing, but the critical situation at the moment did not allow Wang Lang to think too much, and the muscles of the whole body tense to make defensive actions.
The lion in front of him is several times bigger than a domestic cat, Wang Lang roughly estimated the lion in front of him, about one and a half meters long, and his weight may reach seventy or eighty pounds, more than half a meter tall.
Wang Lang looked at the lion in front of him and swallowed his saliva, his nervous mood made his mouth dry.
The cougar is a cat that is not only very agile in climbing trees, but also has very good endurance, and if it is hungry, it can run four or five miles after its prey without giving up.
For the fierce rival who came out halfway to covet his prey, Wang Lang can be said to be extremely depressed, how can he let a beast snatch away the prey he worked so hard to hit.
But the reality of the situation made Wang Lang have to make a choice, looking at the lion swimming back and forth ten meters away, Wang Lang had no doubt that as long as he was careless, the beast would pounce on him and bite his throat.
After more than ten minutes of confrontation between a man and a beast, Wang Lang finally decided not to take this risk, fighting with this beast, if he was bitten, it was undoubtedly very dangerous in this world of lack of medical treatment, and the prey could be recaptured with some effort, but there was only one life, and there was no need to fight with this beast.
Wang Lang made a decision, holding his spear and slowly moving away from his prey.
But what made Wang Lang vomit blood was that the lion didn't know what was crazy, so he didn't eat the deer, but pressed towards Wang Lang, and Wang Lang really had 10,000 heads of ***** roaring in his heart.
"Nima's, it's really a dog, you don't want to give you face, look at who killed who today!" Wang Lang stared at the lion and roared through gritted teeth, and the ruthlessness in his heart was aroused.
The lion obviously didn't want to let Wang Lang, a competitor who had invaded his territory, go alive, and the long confrontation, coupled with Wang Lang's weak behavior, made it feel that the upright creature in front of it was no longer a threat, but a tasty prey.
The lion stared at Wang Lang and swam back and forth for a while, walking a distance forward, its front legs slightly bent, and the explosive muscle lines that retreated showed that it was ready to attack.
At this moment, Wang Lang's nervous heart almost rose to his throat, at this moment Wang Lang knew that he could never turn around and run away, with the speed of a human being, he would not be able to run away from this beast no matter what, and when he turned around and exposed his back, he was looking for death.
Whether it is life or death, Wang Lang has to fight hard, staring at the lion in front of him, Wang Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and clenched the stone spear in his hand tighter, his palms were full of sweat due to nervousness.
The lion obviously didn't want to continue this pointless confrontation, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing his sharp teeth, and let out a hissing roar, his strong limbs suddenly exerted force, and he took a few steps forward and jumped straight towards Wang Lang.
Although Wang Lang was very nervous, he was still ready, and the stone spear in his hand stabbed forward hard, but the lion's body was extremely flexible, and his body suddenly turned in mid-air, and his strong front paws slapped at the spear shaft.
A man and a lion roared at each other, but Wang Lang's roar was obviously not a deterrent, the lion pounced on Wang Lang again with its sharp teeth, and its two front paws kept grabbing at Wang Lang.
Wang Lang was embarrassed to resist, but Wang Lang was carelessly seized by the lion, and slapped the stone spear in Wang Lang's hand away, and in Wang Lang's distraction, he pounced forward, and the two thick front legs pressed Wang Lang's shoulders to press him to the ground, and the sharp fangs were about to bite Wang Lang's throat, giving the prey in front of him a fatal blow.
Wang Lang naturally couldn't watch his throat being bitten off, and his hands were pinching the lion's neck, but the shoulders were pressed and he couldn't use much strength, and it didn't take long for Wang Lang to feel that his two arms were sore and painful, and Wang Lang was almost desperate.
Just when Wang Lang was about to close his eyes and wait for death, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a stone lying on the right side of his body, Wang Lang pressed his left arm against the hideous head with his left arm, which felt like it was about to be crushed, and grabbed the stone with his right hand quickly, so that he smashed it on the lion's head with the greatest strength.
The lion was a little blinded by this blow, and his body was a little weak with a scream, Wang Lang took this opportunity to slam his knee into the lion's stomach, and the lion pressed Wang Lang's two front legs in pain and couldn't help but loosen a little.
Wang Lang grabbed the lion's two front legs and lifted it hard, knocked the lion to the ground, turned over and rode on the lion's body without hesitation, and grabbed the skin behind the lion's neck with his left hand.
The huge physical exertion quickly exhausted Wang Lang's strength, and he could no longer suppress the lion under him, and was lifted down by the lion's strength, Wang Lang supported his body with his weak legs and tried to make himself stand firmer, waving the stone in his hand and roaring at the lion whose face was full of flesh and blood.
At this moment, the lion, who looked extremely miserable, obviously didn't expect this erect creature to be so difficult to deal with, roared at Wang Lang, turned around and fled into the bushes in the distance.
Seeing that the lion had gone away, Wang Lang sat on the ground with his buttocks, due to the loss of strength, Wang Lang felt a little black in front of him, and shook his head to make himself sober up a little.
Leaning under a big tree, Wang Lang took out a mineral water bottle and drank a few sips of water, and after eating some dried meat and barely recovering some of his strength, Wang Lang didn't dare to stay here any longer, in case another predator came, he would definitely die.
Picking up the stone spear and carrying the dead deer on his back, Wang Lang staggered in the direction of his residence.