"What's going on? Peng Peng!"

"I went out to eat something, and when I got back, King Mufasa disappeared."

"What a stupid pig!"

Following behind the big warthog Peng Peng, Salabi was in an extremely heavy mood.

The husband and son disappeared. They searched on the grassland for a long time before they heard their son's screams. They rushed over but heard the bad news that their husband was seriously injured.

However, the husband seemed to be placed in a safer place by a small orange cat animal that claims to be her husband's junior brother.

But not long after, a large warthog, who was obviously a subject of Swahiri, ran over and said that her husband was missing!

But in this moment, Salabi's mood rose and fell several times like a roller coaster, which was exciting.

Following the warthog to the place where her husband once rested - the blood and falling hair on the ground showed that her husband was once here.

So where will he be now?

He raised his head and sniffed Salabi and smelled humans.

There are more than one person, but several!

And on the ground, Salabi saw traces of what he had seen in the past, which humans should be called jeeps.

The broad and long stretches far away.

…………

"It should be human."

"I saw the traces of the tire."

Looking at the tire traces on the ground, Ron looked up at his second sister-in-law. The huge lioness was hesitating, as if she wanted to catch up.

"Stop chasing."

"The speed of running cannot keep up with the car."

Ron immediately spoke to stop Salabi, but because Ron stopped him, the Swahiri queen turned her head and had a bloodthirsty light in her eyes.

Obviously, if Ron couldn't give a legitimate reason, perhaps the next second, this lioness, which was bigger than an ordinary lion, would wave its claws.

Of course, Ron was not worried at all.

Although his physique is a little smaller, Ron is an orange cat that can fight against the Tiger King. It is basically impossible for Sarabi to kill Ron.

However, the huge lioness in front of him was his second sister-in-law, and Ron always needed to explain and eliminate her doubts.

So he gently walked forward, walked to the traces of the car ruts, and explained.

"There are many footprints here, but I don't see the shell or smell the smoke of gunpowder, which means I'm not a poacher."

"And in the face of such a huge lion, whether for poachers or animal protectors, the living second senior brother is the most precious."

"Not only will they not kill the second senior brother, they will also treat him. It is much better than lying here to recover by self-recovery."

“Summary.”

Ron's explanation is reasonable. As the queen of Swahiri, the lioness Salabi is not an ordinary intelligent animal. Her knowledge is enough to let her understand the authenticity of Ron's words.

“We can take a few paths.”

"First, send a few animals to track the traces and breath of the wheels, and secondly, hurry back to Swahili immediately to consolidate your dominance."

"Only if you still control Swahiri, you will have greater hope of finding the second senior brother. You can command the entire Swahiri's smart animals to search together."

Ron's suggestion reached Salabi's heart.

Since the husband is highly likely not to die and will be treated instead, it is the most important thing to consolidate the rule of the Mufasha family in Swahili.

Even if her husband Mufasa died.

At least, he left a kingdom for himself and his husband's descendants.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and looked at Simba, the little lion playing at her feet - this was the name her husband gave her to her son - and then lowered her head and picked up the little lion.

"Roar~"

"Let's go back to Swahili first!"

A lion took the lead, Salabi took the little lion Simba in his hand, walked through the canyon and ran towards the Swahili's place.

Before catching up, Li En called the big warthog Peng Peng.

Although he couldn't understand the language of Warthog Peng Peng, the sound Ron made after eating the black fruit was something that Warthog Peng Peng could understand.

"You go to the canyon first and end it with Dingman."

"Then take Dingman to track down where these tire traces eventually arrive."

“See you in Swahili.”

Originally, he thought that the warthog Peng Peng could not run to the upper part of the canyon, but he came up just now, and Ron was not stingy with greater responsibility.

After arranging the task of the warthog Peng Peng, Ron watched his figure running to the upper part of the canyon to pick up Dingman, then turned around and tracked his second sister-in-law's figure, who was about to disappear from a distance, rushed to Swahili.

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"Quick, hurry!"

"Everyone gives in, give in!"

The sound of rapid brakes sounded at the hospital door, and two jeeps braked and stopped continuously, jumping from above three or four black men and several white men and women.

They rushed into the hospital and shouted loudly.

"Doctor, where are the doctors?"

"What's going on?"

"This is a hospital, don't be noisy, please queue up."

This is a hospital outside the Marseille tribe. Although the Marseille people do not believe in medicine very much and are more willing to seek help from witch doctors in the tribe, tourists who come to the Marseille tribe to travel obviously prefer modern medicine.

At this moment, there were not many patients in some dilapidated wooden hospitals. The doctor on duty was originally lazily reading the book, but was startled by the continuous sound.

He had to stand up and walk out to maintain order.

"Doctor, are you a doctor?"

"Come here, we need help!"

It would be fine if he didn't come out. As soon as he came out, one of the people was making noise, a strong black young man immediately grabbed his hand and dragged him to the hospital door without saying a word.

The few white men waiting on the side immediately surrounded him and pushed him forward.

"Don't worry, let me see the injured first."

The doctor's parents are in a state of mind. Although this doctor on duty is usually lazy, he will still feel satisfied when facing doctors and patients and using their own medical skills to help them eliminate their illnesses.

So, when faced with the pull, he was not angry, but rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly to the jeep.

However, he sat and looked right, but did not see the patient.

"Are you kidding?"

“Didn’t I see anyone sick or injured?”

He turned around in anger and the doctor on duty shouted.

"Doctor, the patient is here!"

The black young man in front jumped into the car and pulled the tarp behind the car. The doctor on duty hurriedly approached, but with just a glance, he immediately stepped back and got closer to get faster!

While retreating, he shook his head wildly.

"I'm not a veterinarian!"

"It's impossible to treat you!"

Under the tarpaulin, there was a huge lion, a large lion that was larger than a male buffalo!

"Doctor, please!"

The white girl behind was shouting, and one of the girls suddenly took out a stack of green paper from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

"This is a medical fee!"
Chapter completed!