Chapter 56: The Game of Trust

The wolves attacked, and they pounced on Chen Lingfeng, who was the closest, first.

The snow country beast, which survives in extremely harsh environments all year round, and the arctic wolf, which perfectly matches speed and strength, crashed straight into Chen Lingfeng's chest like a cannonball.

Chen Lingfeng wanted to dodge, but the arctic wolf was faster, and just as he was about to turn around, two powerful front paws were pressed against his shoulders.

The pain of piercing the flesh came from his shoulder, and the powerful impact of the arctic wolf crushed him to the ground, and the weapon he was holding in his hand also flew out, and he could only pinch the wolf's neck with his bare hands, trying his best to resist.

The arctic wolf grinned, its strong upper and lower jaws kept opening and closing, and hungry saliva dripped down its sharp fangs onto Chen Lingfeng's face.

The knife flashed, and the razor finally freed his hand to relieve Chen Lingfeng from the attack of the wolves.

Although the razor shot extremely quickly, the arctic wolf that pressed Chen Lingfeng still reacted in a very short time, it was a fatal blow to its neck, and in the flash of light, the fierce wolf quickly twisted its body, and the blade grazed its forelimbs, leaving only a blood-red cut on it.

The injury to its front paws did not reduce the fierce wolf's desire to attack, but made it even more crazy, it licked its wounds, the fierce light in its eyes was even more victorious, and once again rushed towards Chen Lingfeng, who had just gotten up from the ground.

The hungry wolf has only one target in its eyes, tearing the prey in front of it to shreds.

"Concentrate, these guys are more terrible than those monsters, take care of yourself!" Razor quickly pulled out a short knife from the equipment belt on his waist and threw it to Chen Lingfeng.

took the short knife, and in a short moment, the fierce wolf had attacked in front of him.

With the fight just now, Chen Lingfeng had some experience, this time he did not dodge in advance, but waited until the moment when the wolf's claws were close to his chest, and lowered his body, the fierce wolf was in mid-air, and all his strength was used to pounce forward, and there was no chance to change his moves halfway.

Chen Lingfeng reversed the blade, and the wolf's claws rubbed a bloody mark on his face, but the short knife in his hand had cut straight from the throat of the fierce wolf to his abdomen. The steaming warmth of wolf blood stained half of his battle suit red.

The wolf's entire body instantly fell to the ground like a broken kite, and the pure white snow suddenly turned a dazzling blood red. The wolf got up from the ground with a shudder, struggled twice, and fell forever in the snow.

Seeing the death of his companion, the wolf king immediately raised his head to the sky and howled, and the wolves received the order, and all stopped attacking, and responded with a low roar in their throats.

The wolf king lowered his head and looked around at the wolves around him, several of them had been injured to varying degrees, blood was imprinted on the snow, and his body couldn't help shaking.

The wolf king walked over to his wounded companions and rubbed his head a few times, as if to soothe the pain of their wounds. The wolf king lowered his head and howled a few more times, and the wolves respectfully dispersed to make way for it.

The wolf king walked in front of the wolves, his eyes flashed fiercely, his limbs were strained, and the tips of his claws had sunk into the snow. The mouth is grinning, the sharp fangs are tightly closed, and the jaw is shaking with force.

"Whew!" The wolf king roared, and the wolves behind him attacked again.

"Bang, bang, bang" Several gunshots rang out in the ice and snow forest, and the wolf king immediately stopped the charge, as if knowing that this sound meant death.

It turned its head and roared at the wolves, who immediately understood, and soon dispersed, disappearing in an instant in the endless snowy forest.

The Wolf King gave the Firefly Squad one last vicious look, for it, it was undoubtedly a failed hunt, and instead of killing its prey, it had damaged its own companions. It disappeared into the snow with reluctance and anger.

Soon after the wolves left, the sound of human conversation could be heard in the forest, and in a few moments, five heavily armed hunters emerged from the dense forest. They wore uniform coats made of animal skins, thick boots on their feet, and hats made of fox fur on their heads.

The group carried bows and arrows, and carried crudely made shotguns, presumably the natives of the Far North. They followed the wolves, but they didn't expect to meet a living human in the heart of the forest.

The sudden encounter between the Firefly Squad and the natives caused the air between the two sides to freeze instantly, and the two teams looked at each other vigilantly from a distance.

"Click" Fox Fire stepped on a dead branch that fell in the snow, and the subtle sound immediately made the tense atmosphere reach the fixed point.

"Huh" The aborigines all raised their shotguns and aimed at the firefly team.

Razor subconsciously raised the sniper rifle, but after a while, he put the gun down again, exchanged glances with Ning Yu, he opened his hands and threw away the weapon in his hand and walked between the aborigines and the firefly team.

"Calm down, we didn't mean to offend, we just came here looking for something, we didn't mean it." Razor spread his hands completely, letting the nervous natives on the other side see that he was indeed not carrying a weapon.

"Sheriff Yang, don't believe them, none of these outsiders are good, just like the black hat group." A lean young man among the aborigines said to the middle-aged man who was leading the way next to him.

"Sergeant Yang, don't hesitate, just let me shoot them." On the other side of the middle-aged man, a short and fat young man was about to pull the trigger of his shotgun as he spoke.

"Stop!" The middle-aged man pressed the shotgun in the hand of the short and fat young man, and he could see that he was also a little hesitant, but the perennial survival experience in the ice and snow told him that the group of people in front of him was not easy to deal with. Although he doesn't trust the Firefly Squad, it is better to be conservative than to provoke the other party at this moment.

The middle-aged man's eyes were like torches, his square face was well-defined, revealing fortitude and heroism, and the yellow police badge on his chest was still faintly shining in the snow.

"Dad, I don't think they look like bad people." Behind the middle-aged man, a young girl of the same age as Chen Lingfeng, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, fair skin, and a chestnut ponytail, said gently.

"Siya doesn't have your share of words here." The middle-aged man turned his head and whispered a reproach, but the girl answered, hung her head and retreated.

"Outsiders, we don't trust you and can't help you, please come back." The middle-aged man's eyes were resolute, perhaps because of the relationship between being a sheriff in the old world, and the powerful aura was not negotiable.

"Wait, we're just ......" Before Razor finished speaking, Ning Yu suddenly looked around vigilantly. A few muffled roars broke the standoff.

"Boom, boom" something was hurrying through the dense forest.

"It's... They're coming, what to do... What to do?! A few young people who were arrogantly holding shotguns just now seemed to feel fear from the depths of their souls, and at this time they looked around nervously, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"Watch out there!" Ning Yu shouted, then pulled out his long sword and rushed towards the aborigines. But it was too late, and the scythe of death had reached out to their bodies.

The middle-aged man reacted quickly, grabbed his daughter's arm, and protected her behind him.

The other three young men were not so lucky, the branches covered with snow began to break, and in an instant several black shadows jumped down from the sky.

"Bang" The crisp sound of flesh tearing, the black shadow wrapped in the cold light across the bodies of the three young people, they didn't have time to shout, their minds were imprisoned in an instant, a warm current gushed out from their chests, and their last gaze was fixed on their broken chests.

The black shadow turned to reveal the wolf-like beasts with fangs and claws, and they put the beating heart in their hands into their mouths, blood dripping down the corners of their mouths.

"Roar!" The beast that had eaten the heart became even more crazy, its eyes flashing red, and it opened its claws and pounced on the middle-aged man, father and daughter.