The fat man in the compartment did not show weakness, only to see him tossing and turning, avoiding a wild wolf that pounced, and then continuously waved the torch in his hand.

Under the scorching fire, he did not retreat but advanced, and stabbed at the wolves that pounced on him one after another!

The seven or eight wolves were menacing, and they thought that they could gain an advantage by being numerous, but they were frightened by the bloody fat man's successive moves.

In the blink of an eye, two of them were burned under the fat man's torches, rolling wildly in the snow in pain, and the rest of the formation was in chaos, and they all went around to avoid the flames on the torches, and they were suddenly overwhelmed.

The fat man was unforgiving, waving his torch towards the wolves on the left flank, and shouted loudly, and at the same time as he stepped out of his feet, the peachwood dagger also instantly soared into the air, drawing a purple and white overlapping electric light, stabbing into the wolves.

I saw that the dagger wrapped in electric light came quickly, and in an instant it pierced into the stomach of a fleeing wolf with a "poof", and blood gushed out, and the animal wailed and fell to the ground.

The dagger did not stop after being hit, it drew an arc in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it swept several wild wolves in front of the door, frightening them to dodge in a hurry, screaming and screaming.

Under the impact of the fat man, the lightning bolt of the mahogany dagger showed great power, and soon slashed four or five wolves under the knife. The left flank of the wolves, which was originally impermeable, was in chaos in an instant, and it was scattered by the impact of the fat man, and it had the potential to collapse.

The torch was also powerful, under the crazy wave of the fat man, the flame did not weaken at all, the fire surged, and the scorching air crackled, as if it was soaked in gasoline.

Watching the rise of fat killing, my heart is also boiling.

In the face of the waves of wild wolves that pounced on them, he waved the torch to force them back, and at the same time formed the Arhat seal with one hand, and hit two in a row, and the wolf body of no less than 100 catties screamed and was shocked by me.

In less than ten minutes, more than a dozen wild wolves had fallen on the ground, some of them were stabbed by the fat man's peachwood dagger, and some were seriously injured by my handprints, and they were paralyzed on the ground and dying.

The snow beneath his feet was a mess and blood was pouring down.

However, there are still too many wolf packs.

As time passed, their scattered formations soon began to reconsolidate, still with a clear goal, the front army pressing, the left flank pounced on the fat man, and the right flank rushed towards me.

I also found that these wolves not only attacked in an orderly manner, but no matter how many of them we knocked over, they always changed positions after a wave of impact. After the pounce, several wild wolves quickly burrowed into the wolves on both wings, and a new batch of wolves were pushed forward.

And the wolves in the back row gathered around the outer circle to walk, seizing the time to rest, obviously using the advantage of numbers to use the wheel war with us to consume.

What's even more terrifying is that the wolf corpses that were killed on the ground, or even not completely dead, were secretly dragged into the wolves and began to be eaten by the wolves in the back row, and in a blink of an eye, only a skeleton with white flowers remained......

This kind of blatant cruelty devouring the same kind of cruelty makes my heart chill when I look at it.

About a few years ago, a book called "Wolf Totem" made the wolf a popular animal all over the country.

Based on his personal experience, the author recorded in detail the living habits of wolves in the Elun steppe of Inner Mongolia, the scenes of large-scale hunting, and the delicate relationship between wolf breeding and humans.

But, after all, it is. The book is deeply subjective, deifying the wolf as an animal, and making people with no life experience mistakenly believe that wolves are a group of creatures with human-like emotions.

But in the real world, wolves are deceitful and cruel wild animals, and in the case of extreme hunger, they will not hesitate to eat their wolf cubs and their own kind.

They have wild blood in their veins, and their eyes are only food rather than emotion. In the tens of millions of years of evolution, there is only the instinct to survive in the bones!

As the minutes ticked by, more and more wolf corpses fell on the snow beneath our feet, and they were dragged into the back row to become a delicacy for their companions.

Our physical strength is also rapidly depleting, the flames on the torches in our hands are fading, and the area illuminated by the fire is shrinking.

Wisps of white air kept coming out of my nostrils and mouth, and I was sweating profusely and panting like a cow. It's the same with the fat man, his movements become sluggish, and the fight stops for a moment to catch his breath.

The strange thing is that even after killing so many wild wolves, the number of wolves seems to be not decreasing, but even more than before, densely surrounding us.

The deceitful beasts also seemed to have noticed our physical exhaustion, and the attack became ferocious in an instant.

I saw that they were no longer divided into front and rear rows, left and right wing wheel battles, but ignored like a tide, dozens of them together, frantically rushing upward......

The situation was critical, my heart was beating wildly, and those pieces of dark green astringent wolf eyes flashing in the night seemed to turn into a series of life-urging charms in an instant, and they were close in the blink of an eye.

Looking back, the she-wolves by the daisies didn't move. They crouched or lay on their stomachs, silently watching the good show in front of them in the snow, and their posture barely moved.

There are about seven or eight of these she-wolves in number, and if they break through from this direction, the odds of winning should be relatively high.

But behind them are either daisies and dead wood or ice cliffs, and even if we rush there, it will be useless, and the range of movement will become smaller.

Even so, in the face of the ferocious onslaught of the wolves, we were defeated and constantly forced to be driven to the rear.

As the bodies of four or five giant wolves swooped into the air, I could only step on the Tianxuan step and retreat again and again, shrinking my neck and hiding my head, watching them howl and pass over my head.

Before I could stand on my feet, another one pounced on my right, and I narrowly avoided it before waving a torch and forcing it to the side. A slightly smaller animal had quietly jumped up behind me and bit me down on the calf.

The sharp canine teeth were like a pair of pliers, piercing my muscles in an instant, and a sharp pain immediately swelled up......

I was in pain, and with a wave of the torch in my hand, I poked it in the head of the wolf that had bitten my leg!

The bandages wrapped around the torches were soaked in black gasoline, and although the flames were waning at the moment, the power was no less significant.

Black smoke rose from the firelight, and the thick fur on the animal's head was instantly scorched by the flames.

Who knows that this guy is like a king who has eaten a scale-iron-hearted, I don't know if it is inspired by my flesh and blood in his mouth, and he doesn't let his mouth burn even if the torch burns, but struggles to drag me backwards!

The pain of the interlaced canine teeth piercing into the flesh instantly stimulated my whole body to tremble, and as the blood gushed out, my eyes turned black for a while, and I almost fainted in pain......