The one hundred and fifty-third round of hairy beasts

After the heavy gunfire, one expects a lull, at least briefly.

However, instead of calming the scene, the sound of gunfire made the animals even more panicked and frantically scurrying around. The one was so desperate to break through the cage that they were so powerless that they smashed their bodies all over the body when they were powerless to break through the guardrail.

Everyone had a premonition that an unprecedented catastrophe was about to happen. Fear!

Director Mao, like everyone else, watched the increasingly chaotic scene of the animals from the surveillance screen, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart! It's just that as the director of the bureau, he is more calm than others, or in other words, he is better at concealing the anxiety and impetuousness that makes people feel frightening.

He used to light a cigarette and take a few puffs, and half of the cigarette was burned. He took a few hard puffs again, exhaling the choking smoke as if he were taking a deep breath, and after smoking a cigarette, the apprehension in his chest gradually calmed down. The deep fear in my heart has decreased a lot. At least the subtle shiver was no longer so intense.

At that moment, a crow appeared on the screen, which chirped leisurely and landed on the treetops of the zoo, seemingly unoblivious to the chaotic horror of the animals and the gunfire that had just been dispersed. That calm, calm, and leisurely is like a mountain tourist. The jet-black shiny feathers glistened with iron under the streetlights.

Strange! Director Mao thought to himself, although crows like to get up early, they won't be so bold! The same question is also swirling in most people's minds. People were wondering what the crow was doing, but suddenly they noticed that the crow had landed on the fence where the tiger was kept. It leisurely brushed its black feathers back with its pointed beak.

The tigers in the fence were unusually nervous when they saw it, and they roared softly in fear, and lay their front legs on the ground with their mouths and sharp teeth between their legs, and retreated half-curled up with their high buttocks, as if they were putting on a posture of attacking at any time. It seems to be surrendering and bowing down, but the movements are highly consistent.

The lions and elephants in the other fences are also like enemies. Restless, roaring and roaring.

Why is that? People are wondering why the animals are so strange to see such a little crow, like a great enemy. I saw the crow flying up in the air and hovering in mid-air, with a sharp chirp coming out of its mouth. The cry spread like a sharp sword through the night sky.

The animals were even more flustered when they heard the sound, and their expressions were almost broken. Is there any mystery to this humble crow?

The crow continued to hover and chirp. Its cry sounded no different to people than usual, but it was just louder than usual, so why did it have such a deterrent effect? People faintly felt that this crow might have an extraordinary origin, or an extraordinary lethality. Otherwise, the animals would not have collapsed as feared by their enemies.

Suddenly, the crow fell to the ground with a loud cry. Then, with a wave of his open arms, the small wings expanded in an instant. The body immediately became burly and tall. It's not a crow at all, it's more like an ostrich. It's just that it's taller and more robust than an ostrich, and it's several meters taller than a giraffe. Thick claws as sharp as blades!

Oh my God! It's incredible! Everyone was stunned, and they were so frightened by what they saw before them that they were stammering. The more timid ones could no longer stand and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

The armed police soldiers who were sticking to their posts outside had already left their posts in fright and fled in a hurry, and they only cared about saving their lives and what tasks they had to take care of there. The scene was chaotic.

"Not good!" Director Mao raised his leg and ran out. Holding a pistol in his hand, he aimed it at the tall crow, ready to shoot all the bullets to protect the lives of the officers and soldiers of the armed police. It was at this time. He began to regret that it was wrong for him to order the armed police soldiers to shoot all the bullets.

The crow seemed dismissive, or not at all, interested in the chaos on this side. It began to approach the tiger's guardrail, and its sharp claws lifted and fell under the strong iron railing. The iron guardrail was like straw under its claws.

The tiger's desperate posture at first was nothing more than a pretense. When the crows actually invaded, they were as pitiful as sheep, helpless, and slaughtered.

"Bang bang bang!" At the critical moment, Director Mao shot and fired all the bullets. The bullet hits the crow's massive body. Shot down a few black feathers fluttering in the breeze. As the bullet knocked off the crow's feathers, it also sparked.

And the crow only looked back. But he didn't care, and he continued to fight without scruples and swagger.

Oh my God! This flat-haired beast is too powerful! Director Mao was disappointed. All the combatants were moved, despite the guns in their hands. But that can only be a decoration. The raven continued its slaughter.

What to do? Bullets don't do anything to it. Do you want to watch this flat-haired beast kill these innocent and rare animals? Everyone is helpless.

The crow approached the tigers again. The tigers narrowed their eyes into a slit, and they would never dare to dare to look at it in death.

The crow lifted its proud head, chirped a few times towards the sky, and then lowered its head. The sharp beak pecked at the sheep-like tiger.

The tiger closed its eyes in despair and roared like a low, soft moan. The poor king of the mountain was a little sheep at this moment, as helpless as a real sheep in the face of it.

On the surveillance screen in the monitoring room, everyone was worried, looking at the picture without blinking, and silently praying for tigers, lions, and elephants in their hearts. Including Director Mao.

The steel mouth was only a few dozen centimeters from the tiger's head. In an instant, the tiger will be put to death. At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud shout: "Shut up!"

"Who is that? Who is it so ignorant!" Director Mao screamed and shouted with his hands on the table: "Quick! Go and drag someone back to me! Find out who he is? Who let him go out without permission? What should I do if someone dies?" He looked like a wild beast.

"Report to Director Mao!" Someone reported: "He is not our armed police soldier! ”

"Huh?" Director Mao's eyes widened, and he immediately walked to the surveillance video, carefully observing Ermao's every move, and said, "Where did this yellow-haired boy come from? Quick! No matter who he is, he must save me!"

"Yes!" several armed police soldiers walked towards Ermao with great reluctance. The scene in front of them was an eye-opener for them.

Ermao stood opposite the crow with a grin, looking at the crow's facial expression. He wondered, "What is this hairy beast?" Is this hellish demon I want to capture?

And the crow was also watching Ermao, watching his every move. The two sides looked at each other, but neither of them moved. The tiger lying on the ground trembled, and the process of waiting for death was pitiful! It was sad! Unwilling! Reluctant! It was even more tense, painful, and sad!

"you!" Ermao probe threw the tiger lying on the ground a few times. The tiger survived, and looked back at Ermao, and the expression in his eyes revealed that he didn't know whether he was grateful or confused.

And all this made Director Mao feel confused, confused, confused, dazed, unbelievable, incredible, and incomprehensible.

"Furry beast!" Ermao pointed to the crow's head and said, "Do you recognize me?" (to be continued......)