When the last trace of flame in the bonfire burned out, the white smoke rose leisurely, very thin and straight, and did not suddenly disperse until it reached a certain height.

This is because it is quiet, there is no wind in the autumn morning, and the distant call of the big eagle can be heard.

Bi Fang was sitting in a simple wooden shed with his eyes closed and meditating. He looked like he was barely breathing, like a sculpture.

After the battle last night, there was a light rain, which lasted only less than half an hour. The wooden shed was built at that time.

Fighting all night at the same time consumes a lot of physical and mental energy, but you can't sleep to prevent accidents. Meditation is the most suitable way to rest.

Now is the season with the best weather. The sky is clear and far away, pure and transparent, the rising sun is warm, the rains are continuous, and the fresh air with water vapor penetrates into the gaps between the trees, which is refreshing.

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

The sound of the car's engine got closer and closer, frightening a few forest birds. Then the sound of the engine disappeared and was replaced by chaotic footsteps.

Like a stone thrown into a calm pool, the ripples continued to spread, and a sudden breeze appeared in the calm forest.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang!"

The shouts came through the trees. Old Barry led a team of armed rangers and several medical staff through the bushes. When he saw Bifang sitting on the ground, safe and sound, he breathed a big sigh of relief.

"Great, finally caught up..."

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

Bi Fang stood up, straightened his waist, and his bones crackled.

After sitting all night, my bones were stiff.

The ranger who followed Old Barry used a machete to chop away the bushes blocking the road, and was soon shocked speechless by the scene around him.

They looked around and saw a person tied to almost every tree standing near the wooden shed.

Their hands, feet, and torso were all tied several times with finger-thick hemp ropes, which were as strong as shackles.

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

"One, two..."

"Nine people in total."

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable."

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

"Who did you listen to? How is it possible?"

"To be honest, although bows, arrows and guns were also used, they were all stolen from the enemy."

"Not even the Maasai can do it."

The forest rangers whispered and glanced at Bifang from time to time, but they didn't look at him, they were shocked in their hearts.

[Hahaha, I was all dumbfounded]

【I would be stupid if it were me】

【What is awesome? This is awesome!】

【I want to give birth to a monkey for Fang Shen!

!]

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

Without him, I would be afraid that some exciting scenes would appear and I would miss them while sleeping, which would be a pity.

"Hey guys, I didn't ask you to come here just for small talk. Come over and get to work. If you do a good job, I can ask Mr. Fang to sign his name for you, okay?"

Old Barry was a little dissatisfied when he saw the people he had brought chatting together.

The rangers quickly dispersed, took out the handcuffs, and removed and handcuffed the poachers from the trees one by one.

These people will be taken back and face legal sanctions.

At the same time, two veterinarians also followed up. Next to the off-road pickup truck led by Bi Fang, they refilled an anesthetic on Cecil who was still sleeping. After waiting for a few minutes, everyone carried the lion to the

On a stretcher.

Although the severely injured lion was out of danger with Bi Fang's help, it still had to be taken back for further surgical treatment to ensure that there were no major problems.

Old Barry walked up to Bifang and asked, "I see you are also injured. Do you want to take care of it?"

Naturally, the team was accompanied by not only veterinarians, but also medical staff.

"Okay."

Bi Fang nodded, picked a big stone and sat down. The doctor immediately came up to check the wound, performed disinfection and simple suturing, and finally applied medicine and rolled up gauze.

One of the wounds was a knife wound and the other was a bullet graze. It was not a serious injury. Bi Fang himself had done simple treatment, which was not complicated, so he was healed quickly.

A ranger stepped onto the wilderness pickup truck and slowly backed it out of the forest.

This is a good thing. Once you repair it, you can keep it for yourself.

As a poacher was then handcuffed, the stone in Bi Fang's heart finally fell to the ground.

"There are no police, no rules. People on this grassland are the same as animals. The strong survive, so the only thing I can see is death."

Old Barry stood behind Bifang, looking at the black guide who was being taken into the car, talking to himself, "When I was a child, I thought that one day, when I could tell my fellow villagers, stop, conflict is not

Good thing, it will send us into an endless cycle of poverty and it would be great if they listened to me."

"Everything will be fine."

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

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

Thousands of rays of sunshine pierce the clouds, casting changing cloud shadows on the vast autumn wilderness.

A cool morning breeze blew through the wilderness, carrying a strong smell of water and grass. Bi Fang's clothes were rising and falling in the wind, covered with dark stains, and an animal tooth symbolizing his past glory hung around his neck.

The cheetah jumped onto the rock lightly and sat on it, leaning against its trusted companion.

"Look, there are migrating antelopes there!"

Bifang's cry brought Barry back from his thoughts. He also stepped on the rock and looked towards the wilderness below the mountain.

The antelope army formed a long queue, forming a long serpentine shape along the slightly undulating grassland.

The dangerous journey through the vast wilderness seems to be imprinted in the blood of the antelope herd. Even the newborn cubs know how to follow the adult animals to the end of the sky and the earth, where the cirrus clouds return.

There are lush aquatic plants, cold springs, and warm earth pits.

When the ranger drove the car and the convoy passed by the antelope herd, the long snake gradually twisted into a bulge, and the antelope behind followed the antelope in front. Gradually, the entire team curved up, like a shepherd riding a horse.

Like driving a flock of sheep.

Bi Fang laughed loudly: "The same goes for wildebeests and antelopes. This is the survival wisdom of animals!"

Old Barry couldn't help but nodded: "Yes."

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

Bifang jumped off the rock, followed closely by the cheetah.

It seemed to have anticipated something and always stayed close to Bifang.

Of course, it could also be that he was frightened by yesterday's battle.
Chapter completed!