"Dean, are we going to have the same adventure today as we did in Treasure Island?"

On the way to the Hagar Mountains, little brother Thompson had been looking excited.

Unknown journeys and treasures!

This will be a topic he will never forget for years to come!

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other in his cigarette, Dean leaned against the windswept window, exhaled a puff of smoke, and smiled: "I don't know, but the unknown is always full of expectations." ”

It's early nine o'clock in the evening.

The two brothers arrived on time to the outskirts of the Hagar Mountains.

The moonlight is cold tonight, draped in a faint silver veil in the undulating mountains, wrapped in the bleak mountain wind, making people afraid of the giant beasts lying on their stomachs in front of them.

Looking at the mountain, it is like stepping into an unknown and dangerous place.

At the same time, it also makes people feel a kind of stimulation and expectation that they can't feel in ordinary life.

At least that's what Thompson is.

His somewhat thin body, holding an M4 provided by Dean, examined it familiarly, his little feet shaking, and the repeater on his waist bounced up.

This guy has a great talent for shooting.

"Wow, Dean, did you really let me use this gun?" , he very professionally pointed at the gun a few times, and his tone was excited.

He's only ever hit a target, he's never been in actual combat.

After all, he's only fifteen years old.

"Your professionalism has given me enough trust in you, where did you learn to shoot?"

Thompson put away his gun and said with a smile: "When you were in college, my uncle taught me, he said that men must learn how to effectively use weapons to protect their families, and he also took me to hunt gray wolves. ”

When Dean was in college, Thompson would have been twelve...

Worthy of a cowboy.

The way of education is very hardcore.

Dean nodded in agreement, "Uncle is right. ”

Living in this country, you don't have to shoot, but if someone threatens you and your family, you'd better have the ability to kill them.

That's when it happened.

Whew~

The wolf howls and echoes in the mountains.

It's the wolves that come out at night to feed, calling for companions.

However, the Hagar Mountains are only one of the outer mountains of the Rocky Mountains, and there are not many carnivorous beasts, so there is no need to worry too much.

The two of them took weapons, ammunition, and tools, hung up bright searchlights, and headed for the mountain.

Dean was here last time, so he's pretty familiar.

About a little more than an hour.

A small lake glowing with silver light appeared in front of the two of them.

Thompson stood breathlessly on the hillside, looking at the scene in the U-shaped valley below, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "It's so beautiful, I seem to see the scene of the knight's tryst with the princess in the book." ”

"And then they go down to the shower together?"

"Dean, you're so vulgar!"

Thompson gave Dean a blank look, and couldn't wait to go on, but Dean picked him up and threw him behind.

"Remember, in wilderness, you have to learn to look around."

"Around?"

Thompson was surprised by Dean's tremendous strength, and at the same time, he looked around in a good manner, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

In the distance, there were small dots of fluorescent green swaying.

It's not a laser pointer, it's a reflection of the beast in the night, so that they can gather enough information in the dark.

"Five wolf cubs." , Dean dropped his backpack and clenched his fists: "It seems that before the treasure hunt, you can still move your muscles and bones." ”

When I came here a few days ago, there was no sign of the gray wolf here.

It is estimated that when Massa cleaned up those corpses, he left too much smell, and the surging mountain wind spread and finally attracted this group of North American gray wolves.

The gray wolf is mostly active in the northern part of North America, near Canada, but a small number of them, with the hunting in recent years, have migrated and dispersed into the major mountain ranges of North America.

There are also a small number of them, which were secretly relocated by some animal protection.

They're cool.

The surrounding ecosystem has been affected a lot.

This thing, when adult, is 1.8 to 2 meters long, generally weighs 50-80 kilograms, and the largest North American gray wolf can even reach 90 kilograms, which can be called the largest canine in this parallel world.

Thompson looked at Dean in a blink of an eye, he had already taken off his pants and shoes, revealing his perfect body like a carving, and at the same time, he licked his lips with envy: "Dean, don't tell me, you want to fight those things hand-to-hand?" ”

"Why not?"

Dean grinned, and in the eyes of the little brother looking at the madman, he took out a sharp dagger and made a small cut in his arm.

The smell of fresh blood, blowing along the mountain wind to the hidden downwind of the wolves, caused their restlessness.

"Protect yourself!"

Dean patted the little brother on the shoulder, and without waiting for him to stop him, like a humanoid cheetah, he took the initiative to rush towards the wolves with an exaggerated running stride.

Such a provocation.

Let this group of wolves crisscrossing this strange mountain range be angry!

Whew~

Accompanied by a roar from the leader.

Three huge figures, draped in moonlight, greeted them from three directions at a speed that was not weaker than Dean's.

The next moment.

Dean jumped to his feet, facing the bright moon, a wolf head with a mouth full of vicious fangs and a hard knee smashing hard, jumping up in the middle and front.

This moment.

Time seems to freeze in time, turning into a close-up shot full of violent beauty.

There was a muffled bang.

Two fangs flew with blood.

The hundred-pound giant wolf was like a cement skull dented, slamming on the ground, whimpering and trying to raise his head, but he couldn't stop the large stream of blood gushing out from his eyes, nose and ears

With two convulsions, the body stopped moving.

He was killed by a single blow!

Smash a gray wolf with one knee.

Dean didn't look at it, the tiger stepped back, and he didn't look back, as if he had an eye behind him, his right elbow with a fierce cold wind, with a devastating momentum, another gray wolf that rushed after hitting the fly, and at the same time, his right leg was like a steel whip, and he slammed it on the head of the last gray wolf, kicking the opponent's body of more than 100 catties back into the air, howling miserably, and smashing into a bush.

In the blink of an eye.

Three large gray wolves were killed, one was killed and two were seriously injured, and the whole army was wiped out!

Refreshing!

Dean shook his shoulders and let out a large gulp of hot white air.

The thrill of this fist-to-hand fight is not at all comparable to long-range shooting.

He strode up to the two incapacitated gray wolves, one wolf and the other whipped their legs, ending their suffering.

After her father's death, Sheila was able to pull the four siblings to grow up alone, and her grandfather's family gave her a lot of help.

Such a complete fur.

It was Christmas, and it was given to my grandfather's family as a gift.

Hillside.

Thompson was armed with an automatic rifle, his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly open, and his mind blank, like a sculpture in the cold wind.

He knew that the second brother, Dean, was muscular, and like the eldest brother, he had fought all over the school since he was a child, and even now, the school has legends of the two of them.

Led to himself and his sister at school, no one ever dared to bully.

But everything in front of you.

It's still beyond Thompson's knowledge.

Less than a minute.

Three ferocious gray wolves, larger than his entire body, were beaten to death by Dean with his bare hands like dead dogs.

If not to see it with your own eyes.

Thompson must have thought he was dreaming!

The three gray wolves add up to nearly four hundred pounds.

Dean resisted on his body, tried it, and found that the pressure was not too great, and it did not affect his actions very much, so he carried it and put it in the open area.

The two remaining gray wolves, after the tragic death of their companions, have run away in ashes.

This 'unnatural' gray wolf pack in the western mountains is generally small in size, and the loss of three middle-aged members is already a heavy loss for this wolf pack.

It's not surprising to run away.

Moved the lower body bones.

Dean returned to the little brother refreshed, and saw him looking at him stupidly, and said with a smile while getting dressed: "Little brother, you look at me with too numb eyes. ”

"Don't bother me to look at God, Dean."

Dean was amused and pinched Thompson's nose: "This is just a hand-to-hand combat technique, it used to be used to kill people on the battlefield, but now that times have changed, there are few opportunities to use it, I can only use it to kill a few wolf cubs to have a good time." ”

Thompson sniffed his pinched red nose, learned a very strange fist clenching posture, and saluted Dean: "Brother, I want to learn!" ”

"Why?"

"Handsome!"

"Then I'll teach you something more handsome in the future, this is not for you to learn."

The two brothers chatted and farted as they came to the peaceful lake.

Because of the bloody events before.

Dean deliberately picked the direction opposite the lake.

According to the information on the treasure map:

【The treasure is located near Lake Hagar in the Hagar Mountains.

At midnight.

Stand on the east side of the lake and look at the moon in the middle of the lake.

It will show you where the treasure is. 】

Dean glanced at the time on his phone.

It's only past ten o'clock in the evening.

He simply took Thompson and disposed of the wolf corpse.

Peeling is not as simple as imagined.

Fortunately, Thompson knows this better than Dean.

He has a high IQ, and before he went to high school, he often hung out with his uncle on the farm and learned a lot.

Faced with bloody fur.

Looking at the skinny Thompson, his face did not change.

He took out the rope and hung a wolf backwards, hanging it on the stone rock beside him, and then took a sharp saber and made a small cut along the position of the wolf's retreating joint.

Thompson sniffed lightly two sips of the faint smell of blood, and explained to Dean with a flushed little face:

"The quality of this wolf skin is average, it is estimated that the temperature in Los Angeles is not low enough, and I don't have a small brush in my hand, otherwise I should brush the small tugging on the surface of the wolf skin first, but the gray wolf is big enough, and it is okay to deal with it simply."

He first cut out a small annular opening in the joint of the wolf's calf, and then followed the texture of the fur, down the knife, little by little to the wolf chrysanthemum position, and then pulled a knife in the opposite direction to cut to the inside of the other hind leg.

Not much.

The lower body of this big bad wolf is only white and red fat muscles.

Dean looked at the little brother who was full of interest, touched his chin, and wondered if there was something wrong with his family's bloodline.

The little brother seems to be gentle, weak and deceitful, but in the face of bloody things, not only does he not reject it at all, but he seems to be very involved.

He has a good IQ, a clear mind, a thin amount of learning, and a black personality

This is a proper perverted pre-blackening template.

It took more than twenty minutes.

A huge wolf skin, unfolded enough to completely envelop most of the adult, was scattered on the rock.

Thompson wiped his sweat and said with satisfaction: "The skin on the wolf's head is the most difficult to deal with, but."

He paused and looked at Dean like a pervert: "But the gray wolf's skull has been sunken in, so I didn't waste much effort to deal with it." ”

The wolf is known as the copper-headed iron-tailed tofu waist.

But in front of Dean, Copperhead was like a joke.

Dean was unimpressed.

What he is really strong is the general physique of non-human beings, not entirely the reason for ancient Muay Thai, ordinary people, if they don't have weapons, in the face of three gray wolves, it would be good to be able to escape.

Squatting next to the white and red wolf corpse.

Dean licked his lips: "Thompson, there are two left, let's take them back to deal with, there is almost an hour left, just to try the picnic barbecue." ”

Thompson's physical strength is average.

He nodded, "I'll have a little barbecue, but Dean, are you sure you want to go back to the city with the whole wolf corpse, it might cause trouble." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, barbecue!"

Dean was already picking up dead wood.

As a five-star police detective in Los Angeles, after work, what's wrong with killing a few wolf cubs for the sake of the name?

Anyway, in front of the police detective card.

No patrolman will ask for trouble.

One makes a fire, and the other cuts meat.

Not much.

The butter dripped onto the fire, splashing a few wisps of sparkling black ash, and the smell of meat gushed out with the grease and burrowed into the noses of the two brothers.

The wolf meat is tough and hard to bite, and the bite is a little astringent.

Thompson ate a small piece and stopped.

Dean had hard bones and strong muscles, and he tore the wolf meat, but he felt that he was very appetizing, and in a few bites of meat, he killed a wolf leg in minutes, and even sucked the still fishy bone marrow with some unfinished thoughts.

Thompson followed up and retched directly: "Dean, you are like a human wolf now, and you are not disgusted by this fishy smell at all." ”

"Maybe, but it tastes fresh, and my body tells me they like the marrow."

Dean threw away the bones and ate five or six catties of wolf meat before patting his bulging belly and rubbing the grease stains on Thompson: "The craftsmanship is good, I will take you out hunting next time." ”

"Unless you teach me that ho-ho-ho," Thompson comically followed Dean's previous example, kicking in the air and nearly rushing into the lake.

Dean just wanted to help.

But I heard Thompson, who was lying on the ground, exclaiming, "Dean, climb down and look in the water!" ”

Dean looked down at the calm surface of the cold and silvery lake, but saw that the faint moonlight had increased in brightness, and with the ripples of the wind, it turned into an awl, pointing to a small mountain on the north side of the lake!

"Let's go!"

Dean grabbed the searchlight on the side, put a large bag of ear tools on his back, turned on the searchlight to its maximum power, illuminated the surrounding area for more than ten meters, and walked towards the small peak.

Thompson also hurriedly got up from the ground, also carried a searchlight on his back, and carried his M4 and followed.

You're about to see the treasures of reality!

Excited!

(End of chapter)