Watching the wild wolf pig flee into the cornfield, Mo He felt the urge to go to someone for help. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is not easy for a man to find a wild wolf pig in a dense cornfield, this beast is so cunning, once it suffers a loss, it immediately runs away and waits for a new opportunity.

But on second thought, there are no suitable people. It is more dangerous to let the villagers help, and after a few fights, this wild wolf pig has shown good combat effectiveness, and experienced hunters may die, not to mention ordinary farmers who are usually diligent in farming and neglect martial arts.

Wren could help, but he didn't have the right weapon in hand, and the most important thing was that Mo He would prefer someone to take care of Shaanna. This little girl has a very wild temperament, no one cares, she will definitely come to find Mo He.

It seems that you can only rely on yourself. After adjusting the state, Mo He decided to get rid of this beast by himself.

Mo He walked back to the cornfield, this time deliberately hitting the cornstalk left and right with his gun, making a rustling sound. Just like before, he wants to attract the attention of the wild wolf pig. Since this beast is so fond of playing with himself in the cornfield, let it be fulfilled.

Deep in the cornfield, a hog-headed wolf-like beast with gray-brown fur crouched. Its greenish eyes were staring intently into the distance. There was a rustling sound all the time, and the corn stalks were swaying from side to side, and there was a familiar figure moving there.

The pig-headed wolf-bodied beast was the wolf-boar, and it remembered the figure. This two-legged upright animal is one of the most dangerous it has ever encountered. The ones I encountered before were either eaten by it in the stomach, or they fled far away.

Looking at the lone enemy, coupled with the damage caused to him by the previous enemy, the wolf pig's desire to attack was hooked. Its mouth was slightly open, and its two large exposed steel teeth were trembling slightly, as if it was a little excited.

It began to move, slowly, trying not to touch the cornstalks too hard with its massive body, causing too much movement. This time, it was going to give the two-legged creature a good look, and its eyes were fixed on the moving enemy. It found its right direction and began to approach its target in a slow, straight line.

Just as it tried to keep moving, it instinctively withdrew its outstretched claws. Bow your head and sniff, a trap. Covered with thatch, the color is so obvious that these two-legged creatures think they are fools and arrange such an obvious trap.

The wolfboar no longer pays attention to the trap, it doves the trap and continues to lurk in the direction of the target.

Very close to the target, the smell of bipeds is very strong, so that the smell can be smelled from afar and can be found with eyes closed. Seeing the two-legged animal, in the eyes of the wild wolf pig, the heart of the two-legged animal, the major arteries These relatively large heat sources are clearly displayed, if it is an ordinary two-legged animal, it can ensure such a close distance, it must be able to accurately bite off the enemy's neck artery.

However, the two-legged creature was hammering the corn stalk with a silver-white stick in his hand. The stick impressed the wolfpig, and it still hurt terribly in its chest. It was the most damaging opponent it had ever faced. The wolves could not hurt it in the slightest, and the bears could outdo themselves in strength at best, but they had never been beaten so badly.

Already in the best position to attack. Angles, distances, and fields of view are all suitable. But the wolf pig hesitated, and it did not rashly attack. Judging from the previous attack on this two-legged animal, no matter how much he pounced on the opponent, the opponent could react in advance and dodge the past. It looked back at where it had walked behind it, then at the target in front of it. It raised its paw and tapped the corn stalk beside it.

Rustling

Mo He was startled by the rustling sound that appeared unexpectedly on his side. Immediately turned around and raised the silver spear to defend, but the expected attack did not come.

Rustling

Moved again. Mo He saw that the corn stalk there was shaking, and the gray-brown figure was also there.

"Roar!"

The gray-brown beast rushed towards him, and instead of pounced, he lowered his head and rushed towards him. The distance was too close, and Mo He could only turn sideways.

The wild boar's teeth scraped Mo He's linen pants and rushed over, the linen on his legs had been cut, but it didn't hurt the flesh.

Mo He, who had dodged the attack, hurriedly turned around and was about to chase the enemy's ass with a gun, only to find that this beast was very agile. Although it is a boar-like charge, it will not be a straight line to the end, this guy turns, leaving no chance for the opponent to shoot.

The wild wolf pig that came back from the bend was still in a charging posture, and Mo He had enough time to react, holding the silver spear tightly, and inserting it diagonally into the soil at the moment when the opponent was about to rush. The wild wolf pig climbed on the gun pole whole, Mo He squatted, supported the gun with both hands, and then pushed it up, shouting "Drink!" in his mouth, and turned the wild wolf pig on all fours off the ground and on his side.

This time, Mo He didn't miss the opportunity again, the head of the gun turned into the tail of the gun, the tail of the gun became the head of the gun, and he picked up a semi-circular tail and aimed it at the wild wolf pig, charged it with strength, poured the barrel of the gun with both palms, and stabbed the tail of the gun into the stomach of the wild wolf pig.

"Whew!"

The wolf-pig seemed to have received an unhappy blow, and struggled desperately to get up. The wound to its abdomen made it fear of death, and it began to pull its claws in a panic and get up, with a "hum" pig cry in its mouth to escape from the direction it had just rushed from.

But Mo He didn't want to let it hide anymore, the internal force was full of arms, and the silver iron spear was thrown out from right to left like a whip, and it slapped the hind legs of the wild wolf pig heavily. Now the pig's cry is louder and more miserable.

It is worthy of being an iron wall, Mo He's full force blow still failed to leave the wild wolf pig, and this guy still quickly escaped back to the cornfield that he rushed out before. Its legs should not have been lightly injured, and its figure when it fled was wobbly, and it was no longer as flexible and steady as it was at the beginning.

"Brute, I still want to run!" Mo He cursed in his heart, and chased in the direction where the wild wolf and pig's ass disappeared.

The corn stalk in front of him was rustled by the body of a wild wolf pig, and the gray-brown figure had already seen it, his feet were really lame, and his speed was not as fast as before, so he didn't want to run away again this time.

"Click"

A very clear sound of branches breaking sounded, Mo He's body sank, he secretly shouted in his heart, "Not good!", the silver iron gun in his hand hurriedly inserted into the soil around him as a fulcrum, and the whole person rolled to the side hard, and fell dangerously next to the trap that he stepped on.

The withered thatch fell, revealing a few upside-down wooden thorns inside, which made Mo He feel chills in his heart. Obediently, I was almost taken to the pit.

Mo He, who was lying on the ground, didn't have time to get up, and a fishy wind hit his face. Before he could raise the gun under him, a row of big yellow teeth had already appeared in front of him, and the fishy smell came from the breath exhaled from the pig's nose.

At the critical moment, Mo He's left hand held the long fangs on the side of the wild wolf pig like lightning, and his body shook violently, and he was pushed backwards. The bitten teeth scratched Mo He's forehead, and the oozing blood quickly flowed into his right eye, making him unable to see on his right side.

Then Mo He let go of his right hand holding the barrel of the gun, and slammed an old fist at the jaw of the wild wolf pig, and the punch was too late to use its internal strength, and it did not bring any substantial damage to the wild wolf pig, but it was enough to interfere with the attack launched by the pig's head again.

Mo He's left eye skimmed the trap next to him, his left hand did not let go of his fangs, and his body pounced on the pig's head without hesitation, and his right hand grabbed one of the big ears of the wild wolf pig. The eyes were disturbed by Mo He's body, and the wild wolf pig whose head movement was blocked waved his front paws, and Mo He's waist was hard hit by this claw, and the blood instantly soaked the clothes in the entire waist and abdomen.

Taking advantage of the wild wolf pig's struggle and twisting his head in the direction of the trap, Mo He let go of his hands, and at the same time fell sideways, and kicked the wild wolf pig pig's head fiercely from the side. The wild wolf pig that had regained his freedom was kicked like this, his body lost his balance, and his huge body fell into the trap.

Mo He didn't look at the situation after the wild wolf pig fell into the trap, he hurriedly got up to retrieve the silver iron spear on the ground, and then returned to the trap. I saw that the wild wolf pig in the trap crushed all the thorns on the wooden ground. The thick-skinned creature was more frightened, and that wasn't enough to kill it.

Because he knew this, Mo He, who came back with a silver iron gun, quickly stabbed five or six shots at the wild wolf pig in the pit, and the wild wolf pig didn't have time to hum more, so he was directly shattered by the internal force, and finally pierced into the body and pierced the intestines and passed through the stomach for a life.

"This guy has a really hard skin. Mo He made sure that the wild wolf pig had died before he stopped, and sat down by the trap to gasp.