I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Two big traps, about 40 wild boars in size, except for the four or five big wild boars that ran away, the rest fell into the two traps.

For a time, the trap was noisy, and the big and small wild boars kept calling together.

Although noisy, none of the Jiang clan members felt bored. They blushed and looked at the wild boar in the trap, too excited.

"Warchief!" Lihu looked at Mu Feng excitedly, "We have never caught so many wild boars before!"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng laughed, and he was also surprised that he dug a trap and killed the little wild boar.

"Leave some people put the little wild boars in cages, and the big wild boars are **** with animal tendons. Is there any problem?"

"No problem!" Clan Jiang shouted together.

One of them shouted excitedly: "Warchief rest assured, if these wild boars run around, we can't get it. Now they are all in the trap, and they will definitely not be able to escape!"

"That's good!" Mu Feng nodded and looked at Lihu, "Leave fifteen people here to catch the little wild boar, and the others will follow me to Mingguang!"

"Yes!"

So this wave of nearly 30 people was divided into two groups, one wave stayed to catch the little wild boar, and the other wave was led by Mu Feng to the cornfield.

Before they reached the cornfield, they heard riots from the bushes far away.

During this period, the yelling of the Jiang clan and the humming of wild boars were mixed.

"Huh?" Mu Feng listened carefully, his face was a little surprised, and he beckoned to the person next to him and said, "Get the clubs ready! If a wild boar rushes over, he will just wait for him, and give it to the one who can be defeated. Down, let it go if you can't!"

"Yes!"

So Mufengmao knelt down, clutching his military shovel in his hand, and pushed aside the bushes and walked forward.

Fortunately, the wild boar rushing in his imagination did not happen. What caught his eye was a mess at the exit of the bush!

There were wild boars in the three dug traps, but not many. There were only six or seven in each trap, and the rest of the wild boars disappeared.

It happened that the six or seven wild boars in each trap were big wild boars, each holding their heads in the traps, baring their teeth, and roaring at the Jiang clan.

From time to time, there will be one or two wild boars jumping high in the trap, seemingly wanting to break out of the trap.

However, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief at the height of their jump. It was only half a meter high, and it couldn't reach the trap's three meters high.

And the Jiang clan members were yelling at the wild boars around the trap with wooden sticks in their hands, Ming Guang and the two clansmen were holding their legs and moaning there.

"Huh?" Mu Feng stepped forward, knelt down and asked, "What's wrong, Uncle Mingguang?"

What is surprising is that although Mingguang’s leg was injured, his face was full of excitement: "Warchief, look, we caught 21 big wild boars!"

"Yes, I saw it!" Mu Feng reluctantly shook his head, "Just leave the wild boar alone. Are you hurt by the wild boar?"

"Yeah!" Mingguang grinned, obviously hurting, "There was a big wild boar who wanted to run just now and was hit on the nose with a stick. It hit me and that was it!"

"Let me see!" Mu Feng supported Mingguang, trying to help him up.

Mingguang said "Ah", and the big beads of sweat on his face kept falling down.

Mu Feng hurriedly let go of him, carefully leaned toward his leg, touched it, and showed a solemn expression on his face.

Mingguang's leg was broken.

However, after just pondering for a moment, he let Mingguang stay where he was, put his hand on his leg, and silently operated the wood-dao derivation technique. After a while, Mingguang was able to stand up again.

"This..." Mingguang himself got up from the ground, and stood up to thank Mu Feng repeatedly.

Mu Feng waved his hand and looked at the injuries of the other two, but both were lighter than Lihu's.

Mu Feng thought for a while, and treated them with the Mu Dao Derivative Technique, and the two of them recovered as before, thanking Mu Feng with great gratitude.

"Okay!" Mu Feng got up and said, "It's important to be busy with business affairs. Hurry up and tie up these wild boars and take them away, otherwise it will be difficult for us to leave once the wild boars recover!"

"Warchief, the key is that these wild boars are too big to catch!" Mingguang said helplessly, "None of us can get trapped!"

As he said that, he smiled helplessly: "I was thinking of catching them all before I caught them, but now it's only twenty or so, we have nothing to do!"

"Why can't it?" Mu Feng said with a smile, "Bring the thickest and longest beast tendon rope I asked you to prepare!"

"Beast tendon rope?" Mingguang hurriedly handed it out, "Where is it, I thought I wouldn't be able to use it anymore!"

"Why can't you use it?" Mu Feng said with a smile, and made a live buckle loop with animal tendon rope.

Then in front of so many people, with one hand clenched one end, the other hand was holding the beast tendon rope and spinning in his hand, and the live buckle rope circle danced into a circle in the air.

This is the method he learned at the Daur Conference on the Inner Mongolia Prairie in the past life, but it is now being used by him to lay pigs.

The wonders of the world cannot be explained by a single word of Mu Feng.

Then, in the confusion of everyone, he threw out the rope loop and slid over one of Qiqiang's wild boars.

"flutter"!

The rope loop was directly placed on the neck of this wild boar. Before it could react, Mu Feng pulled it backwards and fought with both hands to directly tighten the rope buckle!

What made the Jiang clan stunned was that Mu Feng was just so struggling that the wild boar was dragged into a trap by him!

"Gudong"!

I don't know who swallowed: "Warchief, why is he so strong?"

But Mu Feng yelled: "What are you still doing, help get this wild boar up!"

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