The cheetah dragged the little wildebeest with great difficulty, following behind Bi Fang, little by little away from the dangerous wildebeest.

The vast and shocking sound of hooves faded away.

Tens of thousands of wildebeests, and even a herd of wildebeests that may break through the six-digit figures, the time to cross the river is not a simple few minutes, more than ten minutes, and half an hour are all basic exercises.

There are not many places in the world that have such a high concentration of animals as here.

Millions of herbivores migrate and roll up dust, cheetahs and lions await their prey in the grass, vultures hover in the air in search of carrion, and fierce crocodiles and irascible hippos roam in the river......

All kinds of animals rush and hunt for the survival of the population, and the wild behavior of the jungle is happening on the African savannah every minute.

There are no words and pictures that are more shocking than seeing them in person.

It was only after seeing it with his own eyes that Bi Fang knew better how dangerous and terrifying it was, and in the face of the predators that were gradually gathering, he chose to take Harley on a long detour to avoid them, and retreated to a dense bush three hundred meters away.

Mengbeasts launch surprise attacks, often within a hundred meters, and rarely will launch a charge from this distance, so the miss rate is too high, almost doomed to nothing, except for wasting energy has no effect.

Energy is a very precious thing in natural survival, and it must not be wasted at all, and it must be used on the cutting edge.

Most of the fierce beasts that find their prey choose to approach slowly, and they will not start to sprint within at least fifty meters, and if they are discovered in advance, they will basically not make any big moves.

Bi Fang and Harley retreated three hundred meters away at once, which could basically be said to be in a safe area, especially when there were half-human-high bushes around it.

A man, a leopard and a wildebeest completely disappeared from the sight of the beasts.

Many of the hyenas that targeted the cheetah, the lion withdrew their attention and continued to stare at the feast in front of them.

The sense of crisis on his body gradually dissipated, and Bi Fang took out a dagger and prepared to go under the knife.

A scene that I like to hear.

Just when all the viewers in front of the screen thought that the tip of the knife would be aimed at the neck and bleed the little wildebeest, Bi Fang did not do so.

Anyone who has ever seen a pig slaughtered in the countryside knows that when a pig is killed, the pig with four legs tied to it should be lifted on a eucalyptus, and then one leg is kneeling on the pig, one hand is moved to the pig's chin, and the pig's throat is highlighted, and the other hand holds a sharp knife and stabs it straight in.

The specific position is about the right of the middle of the throat of the first rib, about one centimeter to the direction of the heart, and then the side knife is lowered to cut off the arteries and veins in the neck, and the heart must not be punctured.

Killing a pig is to puncture the large blood vessels, and the heart keeps contracting in order to squeeze the blood out.

If the heart is broken, the blood will not be cleaned, and the blood will spread in the body and increase the smell.

After doing so, flip the knife over and pull it out, and the blood will gush out with the knife.

This has been the case in the past.

Deer, cows, bears, and sheep all walk on four legs, and their internal organs are similar to those of pigs.

But this time, Bi Fang did not bleed the animal, but stabbed directly into the chest cavity of the wildebeest, slid from the chest cavity to the bottom in one breath, and made a horizontal cut on both sides, which looked like a transverse, "I-shaped" incision.

His fingers reached through the incision, and Bi Fang grabbed the flesh on both sides and pulled it apart hard.

The blood-red chest and abdomen were opened, and the weather was not very cold, but the heat could be faintly seen.

Even across the screen, in a completely different time and space, everyone seemed to be able to smell the thick smell of blood and stench spreading in the air.

[How did this technique suddenly change]

[The lake mosaic is still scary]

[Teacher Fang, don't be like this, I'm still eating]

[My nose seems to be hallucinating]

[Huo, it's still steaming]

[Look at this large intestine, how fresh it is, it must be very delicious when used to make nine turns of large intestine (aunt laughs)]

As for the audience's incomprehension, Bi Fang didn't explain yet, and Harley on the side directly gave an answer.

Faced with the prey that had been opened in the chest and abdomen, as if the lid of a plate had been lifted, Harley, who had consumed a lot of physical strength, stood up hungrily, stretched out his claws and pulled in his organs, and soon turned out the liver that he was most familiar with and most often eaten.

Having got what it wanted, the cheetah lay down and feasted on the bloodstained and grass clippings.

The unexpected scene is no different from the audience's impression of wild animals eating.

That's what Bi Fang wants.

"I'm going to let Harley know that the piece of meat on his prey is the fattest and tasty, and that it can be better nourished and that he can learn how to get it."

"I still have a lot of jerky left in my bag, and there's no shortage of food, so I don't need to skin or bleed, and getting Harley closer to the wild is the ultimate goal."

The cheetah squatted on the ground and nibbled on the liver, and Bi Fang half-squatted on the grass, explaining to the camera of the drone.

[Another small detail]

[It's not easy]

[What is the child of nature (tactical backlash)]

The intact liver is large and, for mammals, is basically the second largest organ of the body, after the skin.

However, the little wildebeest is not an adult, and the cheetah eats more, and Harley, who has eaten the liver, licks his lips and does not get up from the ground, but continues to pull, obviously a little unsatisfied.

Bi Fang took a half-crouched step, forked the hunting knife on his heart, picked it out in front of Harley, and threw it in front of him.

Harley was startled by the suddenness, quickly got up, and when he saw that his heart was not abnormal, he looked down and sniffed.

It wasn't until I confirmed that it was safe that I held my heart and gnawed it.

And then there are kidneys......

The little wildebeest was larger than the cheetah, but not too big, and it looked like it was about half a circle, and the internal organs were eaten in turn, and Harley's appetite was almost filled.

The ground had been calm again, but the scarlet on the surface of the river and the lingering smell of rust in the air proved that what had just happened was not a hallucination.

Bi Fang dilated his lungs and took a deep breath, and the air mixed with a little dust poured in, bringing a different kind of touch.

Once again, the skyline has fallen below the horizon.

A torch dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surroundings.

The whole environment went from noisy to silent, except for the sound of the Mohu Lake gnawing on the bones of its prey, as if it was from one world to another.

"It's time to rest."

After a day of running, Bi Fang rarely felt a little tired.

Now he needs to find a suitable place to sleep.