Beast Studio

Soon after entering the jungle.

Liu Wei heard the shouts and listened carefully, which came from the crowd.

It is common for people to appear in the jungle. This is a paradise for wild animals, and it is also a frequent place for poachers.

It can be said that heaven and death coexist.

Liu Wei went forward carefully. After all, he was in a foreign country. If he could avoid it, try to avoid it as much as possible.

He walked up to see seven or eight black men dressed in thin clothes. They were about the same size as the local residents. They were as thin as wood, four people had guns in their hands, and several others carried dead wild boars.

In a country where few people come forward to manage, the situation in front of them should be considered commonplace.

"Brothers, let's go and see, these people don't look very good!" Liu Wei whispered.

When he was about to turn around and leave, the group of people now started to make a noise again, and all of them stepped back in a panic.

Liu Wei squatted sideways, seeing their actions, speculating that he should have encountered a difficult opponent.

A pair of banana-shaped curved horns emerged from the bamboo forest, and then a sturdy white-limbed bison came over.

The scientific name of the white-limbed bison is the Indian bison. Because it has white fur under the joints of the limbs, it is also called the white-limbed bison.

The bison does not look close at all at this time. Its eyes are wide, and the distance is as large as Liu Wei's fist.

After it came out of the bamboo forest, it stood on the spot and looked directly at the people with guns in front of them.

Poachers often come into contact with the beasts and seem to feel the anger of this white-limbed bison.

Feeling the danger coming, they began to distract the bison's attention.

Although they had guns in their hands, they knew that it was very difficult to kill such a big beast in a short time with a shotgun in their hands. Once it came with anger and gunshot wounds, their life might be lost.

Liu Wei saw from the panicked eyes of the poachers that they didn't seem to want to start with the bison, just wanted to carry the wild boars that had been obtained and leave the jungle.

"You, go over there!"

"Bring the wild boar out first!"

"The one with the gun in his hand will follow me, and if it rushes up, he will fire a warning!"

Liu Wei heard that they were laying out tactics.

The lonely white-limbed bison began to move its footsteps, walked a few steps, stopped, and looked at the crowd again. It seemed that it was also trying these gangsters in front of it.

One of them was going to go to the right side of the bison, but the sound of stepping on a branch on the ground attracted the bison's eyes.

"The hearing and smell of the white-limbed bison are very sensitive. The black man may be suffering!" Liu Wei looked at the situation in front of him and analyzed.

"Due, these people are really abominable!"

"Bash him, count them one by one, I don't know how many wild animals have been killed!"

"I occupy a white-limbed bison!"

Judging from the barrage in the live broadcast room, the audience still hated their hunting behavior.

In front of him, the white-limbed bison turned its huge body to face the black man who tried to circle with it.

In a panic, the black man raised his gun and pointed at the bison. The companion who was about to leave turned around and scolded, "no, shit!"

The companion expressed anger at his behavior at this time.

Sure enough, the white-limbed bison was even more angry when he saw the black man lifting his gun. Without saying anything, he ran up and ran. Although he was big, he ran very fast.

The white-limbed bison rushed towards the black man holding the gun with a momentum like a broken bamboo. Several cages of bamboo were directly washed away by the bison's body, and the heap of wild grass and small trees was ruthlessly crushed, and nothing could stop it.

The black man was in a state of extreme panic and fear. He fired a shot, because he was too nervous and his arm was trembling and he was not hit.

As the gunfire echoed through the forest, the bison became more angry and accelerated the speed of the impact.

The black man had no chance to shoot. He wanted to save his life to start running in the direction of his companion. His teeth were open, his facial expressions and posture were really ugly.

"Hahahaha!"

"Brother Niu, doing a beautiful job, killing his turtle son!"

"Grandma, get angry!"

In front of the black man was a pile of grass, he had no time to find a suitable escape path, and fell directly into the grass.

And the grass clumped on the bison's body peacefully and stepped on it directly.

The black man crawled a few times and stumbled to the ground, and the bison caught up with it, directly bowing his head and turning his sled a few times.

The black man turned his body to look at the bison, making a gesture of surrender, his feet still crawling slowly back, his lips were pale, and he opened a box, as if caught in the fear of death.

The white-limbed bison's eyes were very firm, and he stared at the black man on the ground.

"Oh, shit, shit~" The black companions kept yelling.

The black man crawling on the ground is also asking his partner for help.

The companion first fired a shot into the sky, trying to frighten the bison. When the bison heard the gunshots, it slowed down, and raised its head. The other black man usually.

The black people saw no sign of retreating from the bison's eyes.

They now have only two options, either to fire collectively. The shotguns in all hands attack the bison at the same time to see if it can knock it down. If not, the bison might trample his companions on the ground in anger.

Another option is to leave quickly and give up companions to ask for happiness.

However, judging from their choices, it seems that they did not want to give up their companions, and the leader said: "When we shoot, you run!"

Yes, they choose to gamble!

After all, it was the friendship that carried the gun together.

Liu Wei's brow tightened when he heard this sentence.

He has no sympathy for the life of this black man who fell to the ground, but he is very likely to see a robust white-limbed bison killed, even if the bullet did not kill it on the spot, the wound will be seriously infected, and eventually It's hard to survive.

Liu Wei thought in his mind that he might have to do something to protect the bison.

"Brothers, it seems that we can't watch the excitement!" Liu Wei got up.

"What do you want to do?"

"Awei, don't be excited, they have guns in their hands!"

"Unable to persuade, Awei should save the black man!"

"Bah~, black people deserve to be trampled to death!"

"Don't you see it? Awei wanted to save the bison!"

"Hey! Friends, calm down!" Liu Wei raised his head and smiled at the black men with guns.

"who are you?"

"Who?"

The black people faced question marks and were attracted by the stranger who appeared suddenly.

The muzzle in his hand was in turn aimed at Liu Wei, and we could see that they were still a little nervous at the moment.

They began to wildly guess Liu Wei's identity.

"Don't be excited, friends!" Liu Wei still smiled and preached in fluent English: "I am just passing by!"

"Shit! goout!" The leading black man cursed Liu Wei and told him to get out.

Liu Wei said: "Don't you want to save your companions?"

The black man glanced back at each other, and then looked at his companion who was scared by the bison in fast urine pants, and asked Liu Wei, "Do you have a way?"

Liu Weidao: "I can make a deal with you!"

"What deal?" said the leading black man.

Liu Wei said: "You put away your guns and leave here, I will guarantee the safety of your companions!"