Wilhelmina's imaginary wolf was just the size of a dog. 、

It is nothing more than relying on the large number to make a fortune.

However, the head wolf that appeared in front of him now has a body length of more than 2.2 meters and a shoulder height of at least 0.7 meters.

The rest of the dozen wolves were large and small, but each one was at least bigger than the biggest dog she had ever seen.

After all, very few dogs can grow to more than 100 pounds.

The sun sets, and darkness takes back control of the land.

The North American gray wolf, which had been refuting the summer in the woods for a day, was dispatched.

Wilhelmina's body trembled, and she didn't dare to move.

Edith Roosevelt turned her head in astonishment, and after spotting a pack of North American gray wolves, she took out the weapon that Da Luo gave her - the FN M1899 pistol with pearl handle.

Bang, bang, bang......

As the only lady of the Grand Boss in American history who possessed an adventurous spirit, a love of travel, and horseback riding,

Edith Roosevelt, of course, did not leave behind the traditional American martial arts, the American style of juhe.

If you don't agree with each other, you will draw your gun and shoot.

However, the distance was too far, and she wanted to hit a wolf, but she hit a she-wolf next to her.

Soon, the bullets were emptied.

The tall and mighty, smooth-headed wolf, not only did not run, but angrily pulled his neck and roared.

The wolves scattered, transforming into several echelons.

This is the only way they hunt.

Edith Roosevelt's face changed when he saw that only one she-wolf had been killed: "Run." ”

However, after a long run under their crotches, and being intimidated by the roaring of wolves, their hooves were already weak, and they could not run at all.

Wilhelmina's heart was beating out of her chest.

At this time, it was the most dangerous situation she had ever encountered in her life.

Looking back, the guards had long been left behind by the two of them and were nowhere to be seen.

Damn it

Too careless!

An echelon of three wolves and a wolf rushed quickly, rushed to the middle of the two women, and separated them.

The flanks quickly followed, attempting to surprise from the flanks.

Wilhelmina's already white face turned even whiter, and she looked at the three wolves who were on a side with her mount, trying to scare them with the whip in her hand.

It's just in vain, they're not intimidating.

Wilhelmina even suspected that these wolves must have experienced the scene of being shot by humans, or they would not have been so calm.

Ordinary animals, hearing the gunshots, turn their heads and run.

Edith Roosevelt did not like Wilhelmina, but she came up with the idea of horse racing, and she was fully responsible for this distress.

Seeing that Wilhelmina was in danger, she hurried her horse closer to her.

But the head wolf swooped in and leaped to her feet, trying to pounce on her.

Edith Roosevelt was taken aback, turned his horse's head, and dodged the blow.

However, her mischief caused a gap in the formation, and Wilhelmina, who was quite good at riding, immediately seized the opportunity, suddenly slowed down the horse, and then suddenly ran sideways when the three wolves braked sharply.

Edith Roosevelt was still calm, and as she controlled the horse's speed, she swung her long whip precisely in the face of a wolf that caught up, right on its nose.

This place is especially vulnerable, and when it was whipped by a horsewhip, the wolf "whimpered" and fell behind.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Edith Roosevelt broke through from the other side.

But the two drifted apart, completely separated by wolves.

Wilhelmina ran and ran, and when she looked back, she found that Edith Roosevelt was missing, only a few wolves behind her like maggots on tarsal bones, and she was taken aback, and the loneliness hit her uncontrollably.

The corners of the horse's mouth under the crotch were already foaming at the mouth, and they had been running for a long time, without a drop of water, tired and thirsty, and finally staggered on all fours, and an unsteady threw Wilhelmina out.

Suddenly, several wolves rushed up, digging out the anuses, biting the necks, and holding the horses down.

Wilhelmina was frightened and turned to run.

There is a wolf, I don't know if he is not so hungry, or if he has the consciousness of saving food, or if he thinks that Wilhelmina's thin skin and tender meat are better than horse meat.

In short, hot chase after her.

Wilhelmina's precious necklace was lost.

Finally, just as she was about to run out of strength, she saw a house in the distance......

……

Zhao Chuanxin took Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah to inspect the pasture, and the south side had already been seen, and before dark, they headed north.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Remember seeing that house before? Let's go there tonight and spend the night. ”

"However, the people in that house were killed and eaten by wolves, and the townspeople said that there were ghosts there."

"I forgot to tell you, war, making money, making guns, these are all hobbies for the teacher, and the teacher's job is to be a mage, a professional mage."

“……”

In the past two days, Marcus Nkrumah has learned to drive.

The technique is average, but he has a gentle personality, is not impatient or impatient, and there is no danger.

Yoneyama was a little tired, and he screamed and complained.

Zhao Chuanxin patted it on the neck: "You are hypocritical, and you are usually tired when you run outside day by day." ”

"Sigh the law ......"

Dry rice: "Wangwang ......"

The horse neighed and the dog barked, so it was not lively.

Seeing that the sun was submerging into the horizon, Zhao Chuanxin saw that there seemed to be a group of animals in the distance.

Dry rice: "Wangwang ......"

"Wolves? The smell of blood? When you meet me, pray for them. ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't pay attention to it at all.

When he got closer, he found that there were seven or eight wolves here, and the leader was unusually tall. At this time, they were surrounding a dead horse to eat its flesh and guts.

When Zhao Chuanxin and the others approached, the head wolf raised his head, bared his teeth, and let out a fierce muffled snort.

The flesh and blood stained on the mouth are even more ferocious.

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid, Mishan was not afraid, and he was not afraid of cooking.

But the horses pulling the cart began to get restless and did not dare to go any further.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "A bunch of dog things, get out of the way of Lao Tzu." ”

Strange to say, the wolf actually retreated with some cringe.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the other party only took two steps back, but did not get out of the way.

Immediately angry: "Mishan, it!" ”

Mishan has a large tonnage, so he didn't feel tired at this time, so he rushed up.

At the call of the head wolf, the pack of wolves dispersed and transformed into several echelons.

The head wolf let go of the mountain-like charge, trying to sneak attack from the side.

Yoneyama, however, leaps up violently with agility and bounce that does not match his size, twisting his body and bouncing his hind legs.

Bang!

A kick in the head of the wolf.

This kick was powerful and heavy, directly kicking the head wolf upside down.

But the wolf's head was so hard that he was not kicked to death, rolled on the ground a few times, and got up again.

The rest of the wolves were ready to attack them in groups.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the whip of the ruling and blew the "Hanging Divine Comedy".

With a whistling, the whip of judgment wrapped around the neck of a wolf.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately sank his waist, dragged the handle, and shook the hundred-pound wolf up.

Thanks to Mishan's strength, he can withstand this kind of operation of Zhao Chuanxin.

Mi Shan rushed left and right, and Zhao Chuanxin threw the wolf around and smashed it.

In an instant, the wolf turned on his back.

"Master, that wolf wants to bite you." Benjamin Goldberg didn't forget to remind Master when he saw that he was in a big way.

Zhao Chuanxin withdrew the whip of the ruling, turned around, and saw that a fish had slipped through the net and wanted to attack him from behind.

He took out the staff of redemption, drew the elven carving knife, and ......

The sneak attack wolf split in two from the center of the wolf's head, known as the "copper head".

This time, the wolves were directly suppressed.

The blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Get out!" ”

The head wolf whimpered, and the wolves retreated like a low tide, making way for a passage.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the knife and took a sip: "Marcus, let's go!" ”

As he spoke, he swaggered through the awe-inspiring gaze of the wolves.

Soon, I came to the abandoned house.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there was still a wolf here, and he was scratching the door.

He dismounted, and the wolf heard the movement and turned back.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards the wolf without any scruples.

The other party bared his teeth and threatened.

No matter what kind of animal, they are bullies and watch the dishes go down.

Zhao Chuanxin is not afraid, it is afraid.

Zhao Chuanxin does not retreat but advances, it does not advance but retreats.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly rushed forward, and the elf carving knife in his hand was a little more accurate.

The wolf's eyes immediately straightened.

Silently slumped aside.

Zhao Chuanxin went over, grabbed the fat on the wolf's neck, and dragged it aside.

Whether it's a wolf or a human, he can't stand his red stunt!

Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah also walked over.

Suddenly, everyone heard the cry of a woman coming from the house.

Benjamin Goldberg's hair stood on end, and he jumped behind Zhao Chuanxin like a monkey.

Marcus Nkrumah rolled his lips and said in horror: "Master, ghosts, there are ghosts. ”

It is estimated that if the skin tone is dark enough, the face will be frightened white.

"What ghosts?" Zhao Chuanxin is a staunch materialist and has never been afraid of ghosts and gods. "You guys wait outside and watch Lao Tzu physically overtake it!"

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and made a "click, click" movement.

When he was a teenager, he dared to walk by the mass grave alone at night without changing his face.

Anything that the gods talk about will be deflated on him.

He grabbed the scepter of salvation and pushed the door open, only to find it bolted.

He took a step back, stepped forward, lunged, and kicked out with a Spartan way-finding kick.

The door was kicked open with a "bang".

"Where is the evil here? Carving insect skills, dare to get an axe, a mighty dragon! ”

As he spoke, he rushed in, not forgetting to close the door.

Benjamin Goldberg: "......"

There was indeed a black rumbling in the room, probably in the shape of a woman, and there was a whining cry.

Is there a ghost?

Zhao Chuanxin didn't say a word, rushed up, rode on the ghost, and held it down.

The scepter of redemption was raised high in his right hand, wanting to give it a hard blow.

But I suddenly felt that this "female ghost" was warm.

He let out a "huh".

The "female ghost" under him cried out in fear.

Outside, Benjamin Goldberg was frightened and hugged Marcus Nkrummah's thigh: "Marcus, listen, the ghost is calling, it's too scary." ”

Marcus Nkrumah agreed: "The master will be fine, right?" ”

"Master's mana is profound, it should be fine."

Inside the house, Zhao Chuanxin rode a "female ghost" and slid his palm.

"Stop!"

"Say, Where is the wickedness? Is it a human or a ghost? Don't say it, I'll go down with this stick, and I'll make sure you want to die! ”

(End of chapter)