The fat man had a deep understanding of Wang Sanpao's ability to track prey. It was autumn when he chased a blind bear. Now there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the marks were even more obvious, not to mention that there were two thin dogs who helped the tiger eat.

There are quite a lot of footprints of wild animals on the snow, ranging from rows of small paw prints of squirrels to fists-sized hooves, which look like an abstract painting on the snow.

Suddenly, the thin dog barked wildly. Wang Sanpao had already picked up the hunting rifle, and his muzzle pointed at a stone zi in front. There was a big black hole there, and the hooves were printed here and disappeared.

"It turns out that the wild boar also lives in a cave." The fat man looked fresh.

"This guy is desperate and temporarily gets into the shelter." Wang Sanpao held the gun and his arms were extremely calm.

The fat man saw that the pile of stones was more than ten feet high and the cave was dark and thunderous, so he couldn't help scratching his head: "If this guy doesn't come out, it's freezing, we can't afford it."

Wang Sanpao smiled and said, "I have to see you this time. I killed the wild boar with a sickle last time."

"I'm just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, why don't I ask the thin dog to get in and lure the wild boar out?" The fat man was quite modest.

"The injured wild animals are the most difficult to fight. They all have wild animals. My two hunting dogs are not the opponent." Wang Sanpao said, taking out something and handing it to the fat man: "Look at you."

The fat man took it and saw that it was a red-skinned cylinder with a long medicine twist on it. It turned out to be a firecracker, commonly known as Ma Lei Zi, and it was the most dynamic.

"You mean throwing it in? Knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger."

Wang Sanpao nodded: "Look and throw it, then you stick it to the edge of the hole, and this thing will rush straight when it comes out."

"The wild boar has a very good nose." The fat man was still a little worried, what if the wild boar would make a sharp turn.

"As soon as the fire smell dissipates, it can't smell anything." Wang Sanpao looked very confident.

"Why do I always ask me to encounter such a dangerous task?" The fat man looked whineful.

"Then you shoot the gun in the front."

Although the fat man had always wanted to shoot two shots and was satisfied, he couldn't make a fuss at this time, so he had to take Ma Leizi and go around to the entrance of the cave, gesture to Wang Sanpao, then lit the medicine twist with a match and threw it in hard.

With a dull bang, a stream of white smoke came out of the hole. Then, a black guy rushed out and rushed straight to Wang Sanpao.

As the thin dog barked, a crisp gunshot sounded, and the fat man saw a smog of blood fog on the wild boar's head. Then the big guy fell to the snow, his limbs twitched, and the gurgling blood quickly dissolved into a dazzling pool of red.

Wang Sanpao stood up proudly, and the two thin dogs had already rushed up and yelled around the wild boar, as if they had killed the prey.

The fat man was so impressed by Wang Sanpao's shooting skills that he threw himself into the ground. He shot his head and the prey was still moving at high speed. He was about to go up to praise him when suddenly a roar came from the forest in the distance, and the wild birds on the trees flew away.

Although the distance was very far, the fat man was still so scared that he was shocked and hurriedly ran to Wang Sanpao a few steps: "Uncle San, what's the movement?"

Wang Sanpao's face appeared with a rare solemnity, which seemed more like awe to the fat man: "Of course he is the king of the mountains. Except for tigers, who can have this power?"

"Silgeon Tiger!" The fat man's head was a little short-circuited for a moment. He didn't expect that in this era, there were still wild Siberian Tigers.

"There are two or three people on Lao Linzi's side, but it's hard to meet. I guess I heard the gunshots showing off." Wang Sanpao shook his head and then called the dog to climb the sledge.

Unexpectedly, the three stupid dogs were so scared that they squatted there and shivered. There were two of them with a pool of yellow on the snow. It turned out that they were scared to pee. The rhubarb was pretty good, so they held on and didn't pee.

"All things are, this is a little bit of a success." Wang Sanpao cursed twice, then walked over and touched their heads a few times. Then the three stupid dogs stood up tremblingly.

The fat man didn't find it funny either, and he also felt a little more awe of the Shan King he had never met.

He and Wang Sanpao lifted the wild boar onto the sled. The wild boar was even bigger, probably more than 400 kilograms. Wang Sanpao said "It's worth it" and then walked back.

"Uncle San, why don't we look for that tiger?" The fat man was a little unwilling to give up and wanted to see the wild Siberian tiger.

"If you don't have that ability, the tiger was sent by the mountain god to patrol the mountain, so you can't beat it." Wang Sanpao touched the hunting rifle and looked serious.

"I just want to see it." The fat man had to give up and thought to himself: I said so much, I definitely didn't want to hit it, so I took out the level of the shot just now. I guess even the Siberian tiger could be knocked down. But it's good, what can I do when I see it? I can't really kill the Siberian tiger.

I didn't think it was like asking the fat man to beat a wild boar, black blind man or something, but when I thought that if I killed a Siberian tiger, the fat man felt guilty. If I wanted to fuel the extinction of the Siberian tiger, then I was a sinner.

Thinking of this, I felt a little more respect for Wang Sanpao: the older generation of hunters are actually considered guardians of the mountains and forests, just like Siberian tigers.

It was quite difficult for three stupid dogs to pull the sled. If it weren't for the snow, they wouldn't be able to pull the big wild boar four or five hundred kilograms above. Of course, there was another reason. The stupid dog was frightened just now and his legs were a little boar. The fat man pushed two handfuls from time to time, and then gradually returned to the wooden cabin.

"Stop—" Wang Sanpao suddenly shouted at the sled. The fat man was puzzled and straightened his waist and looked at Mu Lengzi. He was so scared that he almost sat on the ground.

I really want to come to whatever I want. I just thought about seeing the Siberian tiger, and my wish will come true in a blink of an eye.

I saw a Siberian tiger wearing black and yellow stripes in front of MuLengzi's small window, with two front paws resting on the wood, as if looking inside. The long and thick tail shaking from time to time, giving the fat man a very elegant feeling.

It seemed to smell something here, landed on the ground, then turned around, and the fat man immediately felt what it felt like to be eyeing him.

The tiger stood there and confronted her. Several stupid dogs were curled up on the ground. Although the two thin dogs were not scared, they did not dare to make any noise. They didn't even dare to look at each other intuition. The beast's intuition made them understand the huge gap between them.

The fat man suddenly read a trace of disdain from the tiger's eyes, then roared and walked into the woods calmly.

"This guy is so crazy." Although the fat man had seen Siberian tigers before, they were all bred by artificial means and felt a little wilted. From this Siberian tiger, the fat man truly felt a sense of domineering spirit, which made people respect it.

Compared with the Siberian tiger that I have seen, this one is taller and stronger, with twice as thick as the tiger's claws. Its huge body is silent on the snow. Every time I take a step, the muscles on my body tremble gently like running water, full of explosive power and very elegant.

This is the combination of strength and beauty! The fat man sincerely praised him.

Wang Sanpao never moved, and he didn't even raise a gun, but just stared at the big guy with a good eyeball, his eyes eager and respectful eyes.

In the complex eyes of the two humans, Siberian tigers slowly disappeared from their vision.
Chapter completed!