The return journey was a bit slow, mainly because Xiaohua was determined not to let Wang Ping, who was holding a beehive, get within two meters of it.
During the one-kilometer journey, Wang Ping's two hind legs, which were less than 20 centimeters long, almost made him cry.
A badger maliciously guessed that Xiaohua must have had a childhood trauma about bees when she was a larva, and must have been stung badly once. So even if Wang Ping used broken leaves to cover the entire beehive, Xiaohua would be scared and fly away as soon as the "buzzing" sound approached.
That was really "flying". The limbs were like springs on the soles of the feet, and the jump was at least two meters high. This also made Wang Ping full of curiosity about the limb structure of cats.
However, even without Xiaohua as his mount, Wang Ping did not dare to delay at all. He ran in the direction he was coming from with his short legs as if they were equipped with a motor.
Because just now, two more gunshots were heard from outside the woods.
Judging by the sound, it seemed to be quite far away. It should be coming from the northern plains.
Although it is not necessarily poachers attacking, what if Gu Laosan suddenly goes crazy and really runs to the plains
Wang Ping didn't dare to gamble, especially when it came to Gu Laosan's brain.
Of course, it wasn't just Wang Ping. When the gunshots rang out, Gu Lang and the poachers in the woods were also stunned.
Time goes back to before Gu Lang was attacked.
Edith watched the bosses leave, and began to dismantle the tent with a sigh, while mourning for his "tragic death" of his mobile phone for a few seconds.
Unlike Tuka's hesitation, Edith, who was less than 20 years old, was more eager to "work" with them. But in fact, this time, it was because the team lacked a person to guard the camp that Scarface allowed Tuka to introduce a newcomer. But he was only allowed to watch things.
"How am I any worse than those two white guys! They actually look down on me! Fuck!"
While muttering to himself, he hastily rolled up the canvas tent and threw it into the back of the pickup truck.
At this time, the rain was getting heavier. Edith was too lazy to pick up the camping pot on the campfire rack, so he hurried back to the car.
"Oh, so boring!" Touching his empty trouser pockets, Edith looked at the rain outside the car window, feeling particularly irritated. Without his phone, time suddenly seemed to stretch.
When the first shots from Tuka were fired, Edith was in the car settling scores.
He was calculating the profits from this time.
The two tusks in the trunk were of good quality, each over two meters long and weighing over 60 kilograms. According to Scarface, he knew an international buyer who was willing to pay $200 for them.
Then the two tusks can be sold for a conservative estimate of 12,000 US dollars. Excluding the so-called loss and cost, Tuka and the two white ghosts can each get 20%, the boss himself takes 30%, and I get 10%, 1,000 US dollars.
In fact, the cost was nothing. The firearms prepared this time were all brought by themselves, and the car was originally a reusable item. It is estimated that the missing $2,000 eventually went into Scarface's pocket. Edith thought of his cell phone again.
The latest model from huwei, worth 400 USD…
"Ah..." Edith covered his heart.
Damn, my heart hurts so much!
At this moment, the sound of gunfire in the distant forest suddenly became more frequent.
"Are you in trouble?"
Edith stared towards the woods in the east, lost in thought.
At this time, a group of savannah elephants appeared in his sight.
This is a relatively large herd of elephants. The two male elephants guarding the female elephant leader are at least 4 meters tall. Their long tusks look white and shiny under the rain, making Edith drool.
How much can such beautiful ivory be sold for
Of course, it's just a thought. Although Edith's name sounds similar to the English word "fool", it doesn't mean he is really stupid.
Only mercenaries armed to the teeth would dare to provoke a herd of hundreds of elephants.
But Edith had no intention of hiding. Elephants, despite their large size, were relatively docile. As long as they were not provoked, they would not attack humans.
Of course, it might also be related to the fact that Scarface took away all the car keys.
After all, Edith is not his biological son, and no one in the team is willing to give the ivory and car keys to him.
Without the car, Scarface wouldn't have to worry about him running away with the ivory. After all, it was dozens of kilograms, and if he relied on his two legs, he would be caught and skinned before he could even walk out of the plain.
As expected, just as Edith had guessed, the elephants moved away from the two pickup trucks after approaching them.
"Hey, what a bunch of fools!"
I don’t know what someone was so happy about, but I suddenly became very happy in the car.
There is a saying in China that goes "Extreme joy leads to sorrow", but he probably hasn't heard of it.
Just when most of the elephants had circled the pickup truck, a male elephant passing by suddenly stopped and poked its trunk toward the back of the truck in confusion.
Just by turning it over, two ivory tusks with blood stains that were pressed under the tent were revealed.
Silent communication surged among the elephants. The elephants at the back came closer, and the elephants passing by in the front turned back again.
By the time Edith felt that the atmosphere was not right, the herd of elephants had surrounded the pickup truck.
"Mamma Mia... No way?"
He hurriedly picked up a homemade shotgun from the back seat, but before Edith could get into position, the pickup truck was turned upside down by the angry herd of elephants.
"Bang!"
In a panic, the shotgun hit the car window, the scattered glass fragments hit Edith's face, and the gun fell below his head. Edith fell in the car in a "shrimp egg" posture.
"Oh mom... I'm dying!"
The rain covered up the anger of the elephants, except for the sound of gunfire.
The poachers in the woods became confused and suddenly felt they were in a dilemma.
"It might be Edith. Do you want to go back first?" Tuka rushed over and asked.
"That guy is a loser! He can't even keep an eye on the car!" The freckled man cursed, his face turning pale due to blood loss.
Scarface had not expected Gu Lang's ruthlessness. Even after Gu Lang consciously cleared the traces of his movements, the poachers could no longer grasp his escape route.
After thinking for a while, Scarface turned around and said to the three people: "Tuka and I will continue chasing, and you two go back and take a look... It's a good opportunity to treat the wound again."
From the side that Tuca couldn't see, Scarface winked at the two white men. The meaning was self-evident. If there was any problem with Edith, these two men would go back and send him off.
However, while the four were discussing, no one noticed that above their heads, a teddy bear-sized flat-headed brother stood upright on a tree fork, holding something wrapped in leaves in its two front paws and breathing heavily.
"I'm so tired..."
Wang Ping panted frantically, feeling that he had never been so tired when he carried 30 kg of equipment for 10 kilometers of extreme cross-country running. It was really a crazy run, and he had to pay attention to his feet at all times and be careful not to slip. Even if he really fell, he would rather die than to scare the hive.
After running like this, Wang Ping felt that the little energy he had just replenished was gone again.
Fortunately, they still caught up. Wang Ping was excited when he saw the four people under the tree. Even the sniper who was originally supporting in the rear was there. This was a godsend opportunity.
Without any hesitation, Wang Ping picked up the beehive, took aim, and then threw it with both claws. The beehive flew in an arc and hit the four people under the tree.
Scarface had just finished explaining to a few people when he caught a glimpse of a green shadow coming towards him out of the corner of his eye.
"Fuck!"
He quickly raised his pistol and fired two shots at the top of his head.
The action was so graceful and smooth. From drawing the gun to aiming and firing, it was done in one go. Even Tuka, who claims to be a master of guns, couldn't help but cheer. It was so cool!
“Bang! Bang!”
Deafening gunshots rang out, spreading far away and causing an echo in the woods. Before they could say anything, the beehive was shattered, and a sticky liquid splashed everywhere, landing on the four people.
And along with it, there came a swarm of bees bursting out of the hive.
"Buzz..."
Wang Ping looked from the tree and saw a black cloud suddenly emerging from the beehives scattered on the ground, instantly enveloping the four people.
"Hehe, all my hard work along the way was worth it, cool!"
Wang Ping stood on a tree fork, his arms on his waist, looking up and laughing wildly.