Chapter 004, Hand-to-hand Combat (II)

Updated: 2012-09-1900:00:00 Word Count: 3332

In his previous life, the old man who was half-crazy and could play chess and Go, would hold a pot of barley wine in his hand every day, and would hum a passage of "Cao Thief" when he was drunk, and when he was forced to the point of no retreat by a beast, you could no longer leave your back to it, because it would be equivalent to killing yourself before the beast, and it was not worth it. Fang Weifeng held a dagger in his mouth, and held another dagger handle in his hand, walked to the opposite side of the wild boar king step by step, and stopped when there were still ten meters apart, the 800-kilogram wild boar king was definitely a king-like storage in the jungle, even tigers and lions did not dare to provoke such a behemoth. Fang Weifeng's clothes were all wet with sweat, but he didn't have the slightest distraction of running away, one person and one pig held each other strangely. If you put yourself to death, you will have the possibility of the rest of your life. The 800-kilogram wild boar king didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, roaring vigorously, just walking back and forth on the route at a certain distance from Fang Weifeng according to a fan-shaped trajectory, but the pair of cold and weird green fluorescent eyes always stayed on its small prey, there was no doubt that this was an experienced king of the forest, it liked to enjoy the cruel pleasure of playing with its prey on the palm of its hand, and the pair of incomparably sharp fangs looked extremely hideous in the dimly lit dense forest. Fang Weifeng's body tensed, like a curved bow that pulled the strings open. Dong Tao, the little fat man standing in the distance, saw the actions of the wild boar king, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said, "Damn, this wild boar has become sperm?"

In his previous life, the old man who was half-crazy and could play chess and Go, would hold a pot of barley wine in his hand every day, and would hum a passage of "Cao Thief" when he was drunk, and when he was forced to the point of no retreat by a beast, you could no longer leave your back to it, because it would be equivalent to killing yourself before the beast, and it was not worth it.

Fang Weifeng held a dagger in his mouth, and held another dagger handle in his hand, walked to the opposite side of the wild boar king step by step, and stopped when there were still ten meters apart, the 800-kilogram wild boar king was definitely a king-like storage in the jungle, even tigers and lions did not dare to provoke such a behemoth.

Fang Weifeng's clothes were all wet with sweat, but he didn't have the slightest distraction of running away, one person and one pig held each other strangely.

If you put yourself to death, you will have the possibility of the rest of your life.

The 800-kilogram wild boar king didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, roaring vigorously, just walking back and forth on the route at a certain distance from Fang Weifeng according to a fan-shaped trajectory, but the pair of cold and weird green fluorescent eyes always stayed on its small prey, there was no doubt that this was an experienced king of the forest, it liked to enjoy the cruel pleasure of playing with its prey on the palm of its hand, and the pair of incomparably sharp fangs looked extremely hideous in the dimly lit dense forest.

Fang Weifeng's body tensed, like a curved bow that pulled the strings open.

Dong Tao, the little fat man standing in the distance, saw the actions of the wild boar king, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said, "Damn, this wild boar has become sperm?"

"This is the law of the jungle," Lin Juxiong on the side replied angrily, his eyes always stayed on the wild boar king, the heavy machine gun that was not light also resisted, aimed at the wild boar king at three points and one line, moved slowly along the pace of the wild boar king, and was ready to prepare for emergencies at any time, as long as Fang Weifeng was in danger, even if he couldn't kill the wild boar king by shooting, it would make it instantly irritable and wouldn't care.

"What law of the jungle?" Dong Tao and Augustine, who were dazed, both looked at Lin Juxiong.

Murong Siyu, who was carrying a sniper rifle on the side, explained with a defensive face, and said: "Every animal in the jungle has its own way of predation, especially this 800-kilogram wild boar king, the method of catching prey is more cumbersome, the instructor has said before, people are old and not dead are thieves, the longer animals live, the more experienced they are, a hunter can deal with a wild boar of three hundred catties, may not be able to deal with a wild boar of four hundred catties, this is the law of the jungle." ”

Obviously, Murong Siyu's detailed explanation did not play a role in the little fat man Dong Tao and the British Viscount Augustine, the two of them were still at a loss, for the two of them, a beast is a beast, whether it is a wild boar of 300 catties or 800 catties, it can only be regarded as a beast, the only difference is that the strength of the wild boar of 300 catties is a little smaller, and the strength of the wild boar of 800 catties is a little bigger, as for the so-called law of the jungle for two people who can't even write a composition, it is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Fang Weifeng kicked his legs, relying on the rebound inertia brought by the tree pole, causing him to rush towards the extremely strong Wild Boar King at an astonishing speed.

The little fat man Dong Tao was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that it would be Fang Weifeng who would take the lead in attacking, just relying on two daggers and a body that was far from a wild boar compared to a wild boar, he wanted to challenge the wild boar king that ten forest giant bears couldn't compare, a person of less than two hundred pounds and an eight-hundred-kilogram wild boar king were fighting, you can imagine, how magnificent this picture is?

The dagger in his hand stabbed into the neck of the wild boar king, and blood sprayed out, and for the strong vitality of the wild boar, this knife was not fatal at all, it seemed to be provoked by Fang Weifeng's weak prey, and raised his head and roared The wild boar king who startled a forest bird pulled away the explosive limbs and pounced directly towards Fang Weifeng, even if it did not use that pair of sharp fangs, it was enough to compare the lethality of a Hummer that reached 120 yards on the highway, not to mention one Fang Weifeng, even if it was five combined, it would be certain to die if it was hit。

Suddenly, Fang Weifeng slid down in a strange posture similar to falling, while his feet were still rushing forward, and the Wild Boar King, who had thought that Fang Weifeng's position had been calculated, crashed into a big tree with the thickness of a bowl, and was stunned to break the entire big tree. Without waiting for it to turn around, Fang Weifeng, who was holding the dagger in his hand, rolled like a loach and drilled under the belly of the wild boar king, and the sharp dagger cut a long deep blood mark in the abdomen of the wild boar king, and the leg of the wild boar king also swept directly to Fang Weifeng.

The boar king's injuries were obviously heavier than Fang Weifeng's, and his abdomen was bleeding incessantly, causing his angry green eyes to bloom with strange hatred, and saliva dripped to the ground along with the rows of stabbing teeth in his mouth.

The confrontation is just lightning.

The little fat man Dong Tao and Viscount Augustine had weak legs and looked at the scene in front of them incredulously.

Augustine's voice trembled and asked in his not very fluent Chinese: "Fat man, do you think that the boss is more like a monster than that beast?"

"Hmm," the little fat man nodded heavily, "freak." ”

Fang Weifeng squinted at the cracked tiger palm, ten fingers connected to the heart, coupled with the wild boar king's angry kick, which made Fang Weifeng, who had a terrifying ability to endure, also couldn't help frowning tightly, cold sweat continued to drip down, took off the dagger in his mouth, and looked at the wild boar king in the distance with a look of war, and a touch of hideousness appeared on his whole face.

The Wild Boar King, who had been wheezing for a few seconds, didn't give Fang Weifeng much time to rest at all, and roared again and rushed towards Fang Weifeng.

The wild boar in the rage, even a hunter with decades of experience did not dare to provoke, and the four people around him were even more numb in their scalps, seeing that the wild boar king was about to hit Fang Weifeng, the latter jumped directly and grabbed a thick branch above his head, the wild boar king hit the big tree again, and Fang Weifeng, who was hanging on the branch, also fell down at the same time, and the dagger in his hand was straight into the back of the wild boar king.

The timing is just right, and the action is done in one go.

Fang Weifeng, who was riding on the boar king, pulled out the dagger again and inserted it directly into the eyes of the wild boar king, blood splashed on him like a fountain, and a man and a beast fell together, Fang Weifeng didn't give this beast a chance to pounce and struggle at all, and pulled out the dagger to slam it, neck, head, mercilessly.

Fang Weifeng, who got the cheap, knew that he would never let this wild boar king die immediately, so after being kicked by it, he couldn't help the pain in his heart and rolled away.

Lin Juxiong, who had been waiting for an opportunity, held his hands flat and raised his heavy machine gun to strafe a burst of fire.

The huge recoil force made him not even tremble his hands, and Dong Tao and Augustine, who saw that there was still a big gap between the force value and him, rolled their eyes weakly. Countless bullets shot into the boar king's body, causing the boar king, who was originally at the end of the crossbow, to struggle for a moment and then fall to the ground, after all, he could not rush over and die with the enemy who had stabbed him with many knives.

Seeing the boar king breathe, everyone gasped.

An 800-kilogram wild boar king is much larger than a cow, so you can imagine how strong the senses are.

After two minutes, seeing that the boar king on the ground was no longer moving, the little fat man and Augustine walked cautiously over.

Looking at the thick thighs, the little fat man swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile on his face: "The hind legs of the 800-kilogram wild boar king must taste good......"

Lin Juxiong, who put away the gun, stood beside Fang Weifeng with a look of awe on his face, and his eyes that were not full of emotion showed a faint concern.

Murong Siyu looked at Fang Weifeng's fleshy wound, a trace of mist flashed in his eyes, and asked softly, "Instructor, are you okay?"

Fang Weifeng shook his head, took out a piece of gauze and began to bandage it, without letting the four people on the side help from beginning to end.

Lin Juxiong put away his gun, took a dagger and walked over, and skillfully began to unravel the wild boar king who was about to become a sperm, and the two hind legs coveted by Augustine and the little fat man fell into his hands, and walked back to the campfire in the eyes of the two of them, and put them on a branch, and roasted them with his antelope.

The two who beat their chests and regretted not doing it earlier, finally had to sadly cut off the two front legs of the boar king and returned to the campfire.

Fang Weifeng, who had bandaged all the wounds on his body, sat back by the bonfire, lit a cigarette, took a puff, glanced at the four of them, and said casually: "There is still half a month, the two-year training will be over, and you will start to check your training results tomorrow, if you don't meet the requirements, believe me, then the remaining fifteen days will become the best memories of your life." ”

"Devil," Augustine looked at Fang Weifeng with a hurt expression.

The latter continued to smoke and completely ignored it.

However, Murong Siyu and Lin Juxiong were eager to try.

Dong Tao, who began to gnaw on a half-baked wild boar leg, asked vaguely: "Boss, what memories?"

"Good memories. ”

Dong Tao, who rolled his eyes, was ready to say two words back, but when he saw Lin Juxiong sitting silently beside Fang Weifeng, he held back again, you know, in the past two years, Fang Weifeng is a terrifying devil for him and Augustine, then Lin Juxiong is an invincible monster in the hearts of the two, in the first half of the year, in the hands of Lin Juxiong, the two of them from the beginning of the desperate hand-to-hand combat, to the back of the two joined hands in hand-to-hand combat, still did not take advantage of the end. In the second half of the year, the two of them tried all the means of damage, but they still responded to that sentence, in the face of absolute strength, there was nothing to hide in their conspiracy and tricks. In the last year, both of them began to learn to be smart and not provoke the humanoid monster.

After eating, Dong Tao, who finally had a rest night, lay lazily on the grass, looked at the faint starry sky, and said, "Life is so fucking dull." ”

Augustine, who was sitting on a branch, pouted his lips and said, "Tomorrow you won't feel dull." ”

Dong Tao, who was coconuted, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Damn, you are still a gentleman, you don't know how to let the master enjoy this last happy time?"

"Gentlemen are honest. ”

"I remember the Boss saying that life is empty and dull only in the eyes of the dull man," Augustine laughed playfully as he leaned against the tree.

"No wonder, I feel like my life is about fighting," Dong Tao nodded, a serious way.

"You're the most shameless person I've ever met......"

......