The last flame of the bonfire burned out, and the white smoke rose leisurely, very thin and straight, until it reached a height.

This is because it is quiet, and on an autumn morning, there is not a hint of wind, and the melodious chirping of a large eagle can be heard in the distance.

Bi Fang sat in a simple wooden shed with his eyes closed and meditated, looking almost breathless, like a statue.

After the battle last night, there was a light rain, and the time was very short, less than half an hour, and the wooden shed was erected at that time.

At the same time, after fighting all night, the physical and mental consumption is huge, but Bifang can't sleep to prevent accidents, meditation is the most suitable way to rest.

Now is the season when the weather is at its best, the sky is clear and clear, the sun is warm, the rainy season is continuous, and the fresh air with water vapor penetrates the gaps between the trees, which is refreshing.

The white smoke suddenly dispersed, and at the same moment, Bi Fang, who was meditating, opened his eyes.

The sound of the car's engine getting closer and closer startled a few forest birds, and then the engine sound died down and was replaced by a stumble of footsteps.

Like stones thrown into a calm pool, the ripples spread, and a breeze suddenly appeared in the calm forest.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang!"

The shouts were heard through the trees, and Barry Sr. led a team of armed rangers and a few paramedics through the bushes, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bi Fang sitting on the ground, unharmed.

"Great, finally caught up with ......"

"Don't be so nervous, I'm fine."

Bi Fang stood up, straightened his waist, and the bones of his whole body crackled.

After sitting all night, my bones were stiff.

The ranger who followed Barry Sr. cracked through the bushes that stood in the way with his machete, and was soon speechless by the scene around him.

They looked around, and there was a man tied to almost every tree that stood near the wooden shed.

Their hands, feet, and torsos were bound several times by finger-thick hemp rope, so strong that they seemed to be shackled.

In addition, everyone had blood stains and bruises on their bodies, and it looked like they had been beaten lightly.

"One, two......."

"Nine of them."

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable."

"I heard that he subdued everyone with just a knife and a short spear."

"Who do you listen to, how is it possible."

"Seriously, bows and guns were used, but they were all taken from the enemy."

"The Maasai can't do it."

The rangers whispered, glancing at Bi Fang from time to time, but they didn't stare at it, and they were shocked in their hearts.

[Hahaha, I'm stupid]

[I'm stupid for me]

[What is, this is called! 】

[I want to give Fang Shen a monkey!]

！ 】

The climax has passed, but there are still millions of viewers left in the live broadcast room, who almost sat with Bi Fang all night.

Without him, I'm afraid that there will be some wonderful pictures, but I just happened to sleep and missed, which would be a pity.

"Hey, guys, it's not a small talk to let you come, come and work, good job, I can ask Mr. Fang to sign your name, okay?"

Old Barry was a little dissatisfied when he saw the people he brought with him chatting around.

The rangers quickly dispersed, took out their handcuffs, and untied the poachers from the trees one by one, and cuffed them.

These people will be brought back and punished by the law.

At the same time, two veterinarians followed, and next to the off-road pickup led by Bi Fang, they refilled Cecil, who was still asleep, with an anesthetic, and after waiting for a few minutes, everyone carried the lion to the stretcher.

Although the seriously injured and dying lion king was out of danger with the help of Bi Fang, he still had to be brought back for further surgical treatment to ensure that there were no major problems.

Old Barry walked up to Bi Fang and asked, "I see that you are also injured, do you want to deal with it?" ”

Naturally, there are not only veterinarians, but also medical staff.

"Yes, too."

Bi Fang nodded, picked a big stone and sat down, and the doctor on the side immediately came up to examine the wound, marched with sterilization and simple sutures, and finally applied medicine and rolled gauze.

One of the wounds was a knife wound and the other was a bullet abrasion, which was not a serious and difficult injury, and Bi Fang himself had also undergone simple treatment, which was not complicated, so it was quickly healed.

A ranger stepped up to the wilderness pickup and slowly emptied it out of the forest.

This is a good thing, if you fix it, you can keep it for yourself.

With one poacher handcuffed, the stone in Bi Fang's heart finally fell to the ground.

"There are no police, no rules, people in this grassland are like animals, the strong survive, so the only thing I can see is death."

Old Barry stood behind Bi Fang, looked at the black guide who was taken into the car, and said to himself, "When I was a child, I thought that one day, when I could tell my fellow villagers, stop, that the conflict is not a good thing, that it will lead us into an endless cycle of poverty, and that they can listen to me." ”

"It's going to be fine."

Bi Fang put on his clothes again and stood on the rocks, watching the rangers escort the poachers away.

Old Barry raised his head and squinted at the man on the rock.

Ten thousand rays of sunlight pierced the clouds, casting changing shadows on the vast fields of autumn.

The cool morning breeze blew through the field, with a strong smell of water and grass, Bi Fang's clothes rose and fell in the wind, covered with dark stains, and the beast teeth that symbolized his past glory hung from his neck.

The cheetah jumped lightly onto the rocks and sat on it, leaning lightly on its trusty companion.

"Look, there's a migrating antelope there!"

Birfang's cry brought the pensive Barry back to his senses, and he stepped onto the rock and looked out into the wilderness below.

The army of antelopes formed a long line, converging in long serpentine shapes along the slightly undulating grasslands.

The perilous journey through the vast wasteland was imprinted in the veins of the antelope herd, and even the newborn cubs knew to follow the adult old beast to the end of heaven and earth, where the cirrus clouds returned.

There are abundant aquatic plants, cold springs, and warm soil pits.

When the ranger drove the car, the convoy passed by the herd, the long snake gradually twisted into a bulge, and the antelope in the back followed the antelope in front, and gradually, the whole team bent up, like a shepherd riding a horse to drive the flock.

Bi Fang laughed: "The wildebeest is like this, and the antelope is like this, this is the survival wisdom of animals!" ”

Old Barry couldn't help but nod: "Yes." ”

"Let's go, we have one last thing to finish."

Bi Fang jumped off the rock, and the cheetah that followed him also jumped.

It seemed to anticipate something, and always clung to Bi Fang.

Of course, it may also be that you were frightened by yesterday's battle.

"All journeys have an end, and today it's time for us to say goodbye."