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The fence wall built by the sword from dead branches and rotten leaves was very difficult to get out, and after a few steps, he cautiously came to a slope under this high hill, and felt that something was wrong. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he raised his eyes, a fishy wind had already rushed towards him, and he only had time to instinctively flash, and a colorful tiger passed by him.

Damn, maybe half a centimeter away, and a pair of claws of this evil animal tore open its throat.

Surrounded by wolves, how could a tiger suddenly appear?

In a panic, because of the distance and angle, the knife rolled over, and it was impossible to point the loaded muzzle at the evil tiger. In a hurry, he pulled it with his hand, but he just grabbed the trigger of the special warfare bow and crossbow on his back, and immediately didn't think about it, and shot an arrow with a whoosh.

Whew-whew-whew

Where could the colorful tiger have thought that the human beings it is familiar with have this hand, and it has just passed by, and it is when it turns back and pounces, so it doesn't even think about it, and when it sees a black shadow lightning coming, the tiger's head is desperate, and it happens to dodge the arrow. At the same time, the huge tiger paw slapped outward angrily, originally wanting to knock out the incoming thing, but it was pierced by an arrow, and one front paw was nailed to the ground in an instant.

The big tiger trembled in pain, and the other bowl-sized tiger claw still struck directly at the door of the knife with inertia, and it was also hit with a single blow, and the sword was slapped more than a foot away.

Ahh

On the high post not far away, in the midst of the crowd, a crisp female voice exclaimed, which actually overshadowed the voices of all the men.

Fortunately, it was a palm that slapped him out, in the dizziness of the knife, the body and subconscious that had been trained for many years were most perfectly displayed at this moment, at the moment when the consciousness was the most blurred, he actually instinctively made a side roll, which was able to avoid the big tiger's bloody mouth, and the last bone sat up, let go and shot an arrow, only to staggered up in a daze, and finally saw the big tiger a few feet away, magically nailed to the ground by two arrows.

Phew, Wendao only found that his face was wet at this time, thinking that he must have been bitten, and he was immediately frightened. hugged it with his hand, but what he touched was a sticky tiger saliva, so he didn't care about the disgust, he just smiled, and looked at the big tiger.

The big tiger lay on the ground in pain, the colorful fur all over his body kept trembling, and a pair of tiger eyes did not dare to look at him. The terrifying tiger head, lying pitifully on the muddy ground, also kept shrinking with the convulsions of the body, and it was unbearable to look at it. But this also proves one point, no matter what tigers and ghosts are, in the face of strength, the small fist will always have to surrender to the side with the big fist.

On this point, Uncle Sam is particularly skillful in that bullying world.

Of course, the tiger, as the king of beasts, may not be as inferior as the wolf of fortune. When they arrive at this time, they will often have the courage of a strong man to break his wrist, and will definitely bite off any of their claws on the spot, and then leave without looking back.

But to be honest, the slap he received from Wen Dao was enough for him, leaning on a tree to breathe for a long time, and he still hasn't completely recovered from his dizziness.

It seems that the tiger claw really lives up to its reputation, if it weren't for the body armor and the thick winter field suit, I'm afraid I would really have to fight today.

Slowly, Wen Dao raised the crossbow arrow again, aiming at the king character in the middle of the big tiger's forehead, and this time he was ready to directly end its life. Strange to say, the beast, as if it knew that the end was near, stood up in pain, stared at him with fierce eyes, and then turned its head to look at a misty bush in the distance, and stared at it for a long time.

Alas, Wen Dao tried and tried, and found that he couldn't pull this trigger no matter what, and finally let out a long sigh, turned around and left.

The so-called tiger is not invincible, and today seeing is believing.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, there was a violent roar from behind.

Turning his head, in the blink of an eye, dozens of fluffy wild wolves emerged from the grass and rocks where the big tiger was nailed. One by one, grinning teeth and green eyes, under the leadership of the two wolves in an orderly manner, one team followed them, and the other team pounced directly on the immobile tiger.

Surrounded by wolves, this is not something that can be solved by crossbow arrows.

Wen Dao didn't dare to slack off, immediately took advantage of the gap to pull out the pistol, opened the safety in case of emergency, and finally picked up the Type 05 5.8mm roller submachine gun that had already been loaded, and the muzzle was wide open, pointing at the wolves.

At this moment, the last whistling sound sounded in my ears, which seemed to be extremely sad and indignant, and even had a hint of other meaning.

Wen Dao looked around, and saw that under the big tiger's bloody mouth, seven or eight wolf corpses with different heads and blurred flesh and blood had fallen. However, looking at the big tiger itself, in addition to the terrifying tiger head, its other body parts have long been scratched and gnawed by the dozen wolves besieging it, and most of them are just veins and veins still hanging on its stump.

What's even worse is that most of the wolves were killed and injured, and the few wolves that finally escaped the tiger's mouth had already controlled the big tiger's throat, and their sharp white teeth pierced deep into the throat, just waiting for the big tiger to die of blood.

Wen Dao was only stunned, and suddenly gritted his teeth and fired a few short shots, which shattered the remnants of the wolf above the tiger's head in a few strokes, and finally only a few terrifying wolf heads hung under the tiger's head.

Immediately afterwards, the knife had already returned to the big tiger's side, and after only hesitating, he held the gun in one hand and stroked the tiger's head with the other.

At this time, the tiger's head moved magically, and the tiger's eyes slowly opened a vague gap, and the bloodied throat suddenly grunted a few times. The last glimmer of his gaze flickered across his face, and then fell on the still misty bushes in the distance.

It seems that it is not a tiger's den, so there must be something weird.

Wendao nodded, and the big tiger's head sank suddenly, and he actually tried his last bit of strength, stretched out his warm and barbed tongue and licked it lightly on his hand and body a few times, and then his head tilted without a sound.

After being stunned for a long time, Wen Dao had just gently put down the tiger's head, and saw that another group of wild wolves that had been following him had re-encircled, and they were sitting on the ground far and near, some were looking around vigilantly, some were pretending to close their eyes and doze off, and some kept staring at him, and they didn't relax for a moment.

Wolves sometimes behave very similarly to humans during hunting.

Moreover, this is the wolf pack tactic of relaxation and freedom, right?

Wen Dao thought about those countless classic battle examples, many of which were realized from wolf hunting, and couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, what humans learn from animals is not only military.

For example, the five bird operas, many famous martial arts boxing, and so on, and so on.

However, admiration is admiration, and now it is the reality of your life and death.

Wen Dao raised the muzzle of his gun, and was about to pull the trigger without mercy, when he saw a sparse rain of arrows suddenly shot from the fence wall on the high post.

It's just a pity that the arrows even flew off the fence wall before they fell.

The wolves didn't even look at the sound of bowstrings in the distance, and they yawned en en masse, then curled their tongues mockingly.