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- "What's delicious about that canned food?" Song Heren still likes fresh ingredients, even though there is no salt.
"This can is delicious." Yang Zongbao declined Song Heren's temptation of delicious food.
"Will they come again tonight?" Song Heren asked worriedly.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t know what to say. He had a broken hand and no fuel. He looked around at the people who were dead and injured. If there was a wave at night, he would really be unable to withstand it. But you have to carry it if you can't bear it. You must not despair. Once people despair, they are all doomed.
¡°In fact, Yang Zongbao doesn¡¯t need to tell, Song Heren also knows what the situation is now, but people¡¯s hearts are like this. Things that are clearly seen must be confirmed by others. Yang Zongbao was injured, and he himself had no good meat. The people in the tribe also suffered heavy losses. If they were attacked by hyenas again tonight, they would definitely not be able to withstand it. When he thought of this, Song Heren felt helpless.
"Don't think about it, because it hasn't happened yet. When it happens, we won't have time to think about it."
"You're quite generous." Song Heren chuckled. Now that the danger is over, his heart is no longer as noisy as before.
When Yang Zongbao spoke, he had already finished eating the braised pork and began to meditate and rest.
Song Heren was a little funny when he saw Yang Zongbao meditating, and even accidentally let laughter overflow his mouth. This smile did not scare Yang Zongbao, but it shocked himself. Song Heren didn't know when his nerves became so thick. The bloody smell from the first day has not gone away, and the blood stains on the ground have not been washed away by the rain. At this moment, he could still laugh. Song Heren suddenly became afraid of himself. Although the thing he was afraid of was nihilistic and just passed by for a moment, there was a faint sense of crisis in his heart.
The purpose of Yang Zongbao's meditation is very simple, because his mind is blank now. Don't lie down to sleep, as this will take longer to react if you encounter a dangerous situation. Also, if you lie down, you will easily feel tired.
With heavy eyelids, Yang Zongbao was in a state of confusion between a dream and a dream.
The people in the tribe were very grateful to Song Heren and gathered around him to seek advice. Song Heren glanced awkwardly at Yang Zongbao, who had nothing to do with him. He really didn't know how to survive.
First of all, the people in the tribe are unwilling to leave. Because long-term experience tells them that moving is easier to ambush. This is why they began to reject transfers.
Seeing so many eager eyes, Song Heren could only comfort him by saying that he would fight with them. But the people in the tribe wanted a specific method, and Song Heren obviously couldn't give it, so they all walked aside in disappointment.
The people of the tribe were disappointed, and Song Heren was even more disappointed. He hoped that he could come up with a solution. He originally thought that he would be fearless if he didn't care about his life, but now he can't save anything even if he sacrifices his life.
"I will retire when I return to China." Song Heren said to Yang Zongbao.
"What are you going to do when you retire?" Yang Zongbao asked with his eyes closed.
"Go home and farm. There aren't that many responsibilities, there aren't that many things to worry about." Song Heren smiled bitterly.
¡°We still don¡¯t know how things will turn out.¡± Yang Zongbao closed his mouth and exhaled evenly.
Although I don¡¯t want to get dark, I can¡¯t stop the pace of nature, and the night still comes as scheduled.
The fall of night means danger.
Different beast roars spread throughout the desert. The place where the tribesmen settled was an oasis, so there were many animals around it. A field was also opened next to the tribe to grow some crops.
Yang Zongbao opened his eyes. The bonfire was also lit. Because of the need to save wood, the bonfire was obviously much smaller than the previous two days and did not have much power.
There was a flash of green light in the distance, and Yang Zongbao knew he couldn't avoid it. Use tape to roll up the book and secure it to your arm, then secure the knife to the palm of your hand. In this way, no matter how tired he is, the knife will not break away, which shows Yang Zongbao's determination.
Song Heren suddenly realized that although on the surface he was really desperate for his life, he had not reached the extreme level of Yang Zongbao: "You are risking your life"
Yang Zongbao rolled his eyes at him: "I am trying to survive. If I don't work hard, I will definitely not survive. I am trying to survive with the will to risk my life. At the last moment of my life, I can enjoy this kind of passion. How rare it is.¡±
"You are really a strange person." Song Heren didn't know why, but Yang Zongbao inspired a glimmer of hope for life. We had already prepared to bury the bones in yellow sand. This is not good, very bad, or so he thought.
Yang Zongbao tied his severed hand tightly to his chest, trying to keep it out of his way.
As soon as Yang Zongbao finished preparing, the hyena rushed over.
With no room to hide, Yang Zongbao rushed forward with a knife.
Song Heren didn't want Yang Zongbao to be trapped in the enemy's territory alone, so he followed him up.
Yang Zongbao raised the knife and lowered it. The knife in Yang Zongbao's hand cut into the hyena's body, leaving a trail of blood in the air.
Warm, rusty blood entered Yang Zongbao¡¯s mouth. Yang Zongbao's dry mouth finally got bloody moisture.
Yang Zongbao's eyes turned red as he greedily licked the outside of his lips, wanting more.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s subtle change did not hide those keen wild animals. The wild animals rushing in front of him suddenly stopped and began to circle around him.
Soon, the wild animals wandering around Yang Zongbao discovered that the man in the middle had a threatening aura. But why? The predator was surprised. Although the man's hand was broken and injured, why did he still have the confidence to regard them as food? Yes, this is the feeling. Yang Zongbao regards hyenas as food. Before the wild animals can react, the roles of predator and prey are reversed. Yang Zongbao took the initiative.
The hyena group finally became excited. Yang Zongbao is not as fast as the hyena, but he can wait and wait, and the hyena will always rush to him.
Raising the knife and dropping it, everything repeats yesterday's trajectory. There is no fatigue, no thinking, no time to think, only the desire for blood in his eyes. Having been around death for more than ten years, my hatred for blood has long become familiar. Habit is a terrible thing. Yang Zongbao has become accustomed to the blood-red world, and he also has bloodthirsty impulses. When he was in the civilized world, Yang Zongbao deliberately hid his deepest dark side, which Yang Zongbao did not dare to release. Because once released, it would be devastating. On the surface, Yang Zongbao felt that Yun Danfengqing didn't care about anything, so the things he did that were not on the table were filled with noble purposes. Yang Zongbao had been abandoned and excluded by society before, so when he became an adult and had a certain social foundation, he did not dare to reveal his true heart for fear of being abandoned again. So he has been patient. The pressure was getting deeper and deeper, and I was almost on the verge of collapse before leaving the country. The indescribable pressure made him ignore all dangers. Because when a certain aspect of human emotions is amplified, other emotions will be covered up. In the past few days, several life-threatening fights, although dangerous, have released Yang Zongbao's pressure. That dark emotion found an outlet.
The hyenas around Yang Zongbao began to retreat because of the strong smell of blood on his body. Animals are born with the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and this is even stronger in wild animals.
Yang Zongbao's danger level has made those hyenas want to retreat. It¡¯s hard to understand, but that¡¯s the truth. Why do hyenas usually avoid lions? It's because lions are dangerous.
When Yang Zongbao killed a hyena with a knife, he lay down next to the wound and swallowed the blood.
Song Heren couldn¡¯t believe his eyes. What's going on? Yang Zongbao actually abandoned human self-esteem and drank blood like a beast
Suddenly, Yang Zongbao raised his head, his chest was wet, and his eyes met Song Heren's. Yang Zongbao grinned, his white teeth stained red. His heart trembled, it was a wild beast, Song Heren thought.
But even so, Song Heren knew that although the hyenas were surrounding Yang Zongbao and not getting close for the time being, they were just waiting for time, waiting for Yang Zongbao to be exhausted, waiting for him to weaken, so that they could win in one fell swoop. Therefore, Yang Zongbao's strength could not save his life.
boom¡¡
Bangbangbang
Intense gunshots rang out, Song Heren breathed a sigh of relief, rescue was coming.
The situation immediately turned around.
The hyenas were instantly wiped out.
"Doctor John." Owen was one of the people who took the car back. He led the team out immediately after returning to the camp without stopping. He saw Yang Zongbao sitting numbly among the hyena corpses, his whole body looking as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood. He thought he was injured, so he hurried over to check.
"Not good." Song Heren suddenly remembered something and wanted to stop Owen, but he was too far away from him and couldn't stop him in time. Seeing what Yang Zongbao was about to do, Song Heren couldn't bear it.
Tragedy was imminent, and at that moment of fire, a dark shadow hugged Yang Zongbao first, leaving his back to Owen.
"It's okay." Rigui hugged Yang Zongbao and said without looking back.
Song Heren ran out rolling and crawling to help Yang Zongbao.
"Send me to the car." Rigui said with difficulty.
Song Heren saw the look in his eyes when he discovered the Japanese ghost.Oops, looking down, the knife in Yang Zongbao's hand has already been halfway into the Japanese ghost's abdomen: "You"
"I'm fine, let me see you in the car." There was persistence in Rigui's eyes.
Song Heren couldn't refuse, so he carried Yang Zongbao and walked to the car.
Rigui covered his wound without leaving a trace and went to clean up the mess. Owen had no doubts.
On this battlefield, bloodstains are easily covered up.
After Yang Zongbao was helped to the car, he was still well-behaved. Song Heren didn't know what to do. He could only look at Yang Zongbao and didn't know what to do next.
"" Yang Zongbao lowered his head. Song Heren looked over from his own angle and could only see that the lower half of his face was dyed red. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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