Poachers have dealt with Bi Fang.

That was a long time ago.

On the way to escort the white-fronted geese, Bi Fang had an encounter with the poachers in the wild due to the personal enrichment of the person in charge of the review.

Even today, a year later, the danger of that encounter is still known in Bi Fang's increasingly rich life.

There are two of the most extreme weapons of violence in human society — arming and public opinion.

The latter aside, the former, under the development of science, is terrifying enough to make it impossible for anyone who confronts it to remain 100% fearless.

Long before gunpowder was invented, humans relied on spears to become the undisputed apex predators, and there was no one.

The emergence of firearms has pulled the gap between humans and animals out of an exaggerated gap of one dimension.

No matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives, let alone real power weapons.

Fortunately, the final result was that Bi Fang was a step ahead, and everyone present was sent in.

Half a year after the trial, to this day, the small group of poachers led by Regoff is still honestly in prison, and there is no "big man" who pays for bail.

Afterwards, Bi Fang did not suffer any obvious retaliation, which was basically the same as he had envisioned.

The cost of trying to retaliate against a large criminal group is significant, especially if the target has some influence in the international community.

In modern society, doing more wrong, doing less wrong, and not doing well, this point is common everywhere.

Poachers are very arrogant in their own acres and thirds of land, but if they want to achieve global revenge across the world, they are tired of eating wild meat and want to taste the taste of prison food.

Poachers only talk about profits, not feelings.

In the wilderness, there is a high probability of encountering traces left by poachers, such as Mengbeasts that have been artificially killed, and rare beasts that have been cut off their fur.

But if you want to run into it directly, the probability of such a situation is extremely low.

Unless one of them has a purpose to find the other, and there must be enough clues and markers.

Tourists have gone missing in the wild, there is no record of the last correct location, and it is difficult to find them after a large-scale search and rescue team is dispatched.

Wilderness is not a simple adjective, but a real piece of super-large three-dimensional space with 10,000 square kilometers as the basic unit, covering mountains, rivers and dense forests.

Falling a person is no different from a drop of water melting into the sea.

If you can't touch it, it doesn't matter how much Bi Fang doesn't like poaching, and if there is no direct conflict.

[In view of the general environment,

You do your live broadcast, I catch my prey.

The two are irrelevant.

Everyone gathers together because of money, and when the pay and the benefit are not proportional, everything becomes an established fact, no one will cause trouble.

Grace knew this, and knew that the TianusGra Group thought the same way as him.

For this reason, even if it was his half-brother who was caught, Grace had no intention of avenging him, but paid more attention to Bi Fang, a different wilderness anchor.

When I'm bored, I'll chase after it, and I'll be an alternative "fan".

Putting aside the position and identity, Bi Fang's live broadcast content is really exciting, not to mention the excitement, even when it is mediocre, a lot of knowledge is quite evil, and it is not needed, but it is very shocking.

What's more, strictly speaking, his brother is only a supernumerary member of the group, a "temporary worker", who only undertakes some small tasks, and more often does his own private work.

Just by looking at the name of the group, TianusGra, you can see how ambitious it is, and in reverse, it is Gratianus.

The eldest son of Emperor Valentinian I of the western Roman Empire, he was made Augustus by his father at the age of 8 and taught by the poet Desimus Magnus Osonius.

He loved hunting all his life, and he lost his empire because of it.

The tasks within the group are basically for the rich who have strange hobbies, such as raising lion cubs, catching peregrine falcons, and making millions of dollars, and those simple fur and pet businesses are almost all issued in the form of tasks to small team players like Regoff.

The team is out, and the group is receiving.

For the group, Regef is nothing at all, he is gone, and someone will take over.

The last thing the world lacks is people who are willing to take risks for money.

Grace is a real subordinate of the company, and this time he came to the African savannah for a 5 million bounty from a Middle Eastern tyrant to bring back a healthy and lively lion cub.

In addition to him and Chaman, there were two other cars, a total of eight people.

"Everybody's on the prairie, and honestly, you don't have any ideas." Charman laughed, "If you say a word, I'll definitely find it in three days, you know, the prairie is no different to me than home."

Grace did not doubt the truth of Charman's words, this guy was a "native", and no one knew the African savannah better than him.

But for any task related to the grassland, it is not wrong to take him with you.

Originally named Kano, Charman was born in a remote rural village in Kenya and has been hunting for generations.

By his generation, the shotgun was in his hands.

When thirteen-year-old Kano shot an elephant for the first time, he couldn't bear it.

As a child, Kano was fascinated by the power of elephants, but when the machete was embedded in the elephant's head and the bloody tusks were pulled, he experienced inexplicable joy.

A great sense of conquest filled his heart, and perhaps, this was the so-called mission inheritance of his generation.

The tusks of an adult African elephant are generally 2 meters long, two-thirds exposed outside the mouth, and the remaining one-third are firmly inserted in the skull.

To remove a whole tusk, poachers either cut off the elephant's head or cut off its nose and most of its face.

In the days that followed, Kano spent his days with a shotgun, and all that fell under his cold muzzle was Profit.

Years later, Kano has already become a seasoned poacher, and the hunt is left to the young man, who only needs to find the traces of the elephant herd, plan the hunt, and contact the buyer.

At this time, the price of ivory has already risen, and black eating black happens from time to time.

So finding a reliable buyer is crucial.

At this time, the company appeared in front of Kano, and from that time on, the village Kano disappeared and was replaced by the poacher Chaman.

"Don't tempt me." Grace put away his phone, twisted the key, and the engine began to work, "Hurry up and find the boss, finish this ticket, go back early, I've eaten enough of the loess here."

The car kicks up dust and disappears into the skyline.