At this moment, a mouse was torn apart by Zhang Feng, leaving only the skin and internal organs.
Although the fishy smell was very strong, it replenished the body's energy and Zhang Feng felt much better.
"Good ambush!" Zhang Feng said softly: "Disguise!"
Hilgava over there was shocked, why did he speak? A little sound can travel far at night.
Hilgava did not speak, and used the surrounding resources to disguise himself according to Zhang Feng's wishes.
Leaves, soil, vines, and the faint moonlight can do it, and the movements are gentle, just like small animals coming out to look for food at night.
On Zhang Feng's side, he dug the soil with a saber and dug out a pit half a meter deep. Finally, he found moist soil. After waiting for more than half an hour, water seeped out of it. Zhang Feng was overjoyed and dug the pit. I made a mud paste, then took off my clothes except for a pair of pants, and then smeared the mud on my body in a thick layer, covering my whole body, like a clay figure.
Of course, the belts binding the wound on the chest and back were not removed.
In this way, the insects attracted by the smell of blood will not do anything to Zhang Feng.
However, what Zhang Feng did was not to prevent mosquitoes, but it was of great use.
A pair of pants and a top are enough to make a big fuss.
Collect the leaves on the ground and stuff them into your clothes. They are stuffed full and tied with some vines.
In this way, Zhang Feng spent more than half an hour making a puppet that was almost the same size as him.
There is no face. As for the hair, it is simple, just the mountain rat that was skinned and died by Zhang Feng.
After doing this, Zhang Feng filled the pit with leaves, and finally restored it to its original state, that is, to the way it had never been destroyed.
This is very difficult, and it's still under such light.
Zhang Feng dragged the puppet away to a large bare tree twenty meters away from here, and tied the puppet there, exposing most of its back, which could be seen from Wang Xiaodong's direction.
After placing the puppet, Zhang Feng hid in the grass. He held a small vine in his hand and buried it in the ground. It was used to pull the puppet. The vine was buried in the ground when the puppet was moved.
Zhang Feng's method of placing the vines is very clever. They will not expose the ground just because of pulling. Instead, they will pass the vines under the tree roots, leaving the bottom empty.
He rested for three or four hours. Before the sun came out in the early morning, the birds and beasts in the mountains began to chirp on a large scale. It was very lively. Taking advantage of this sound, Zhang Feng began to deploy.
"Yongxi, look at my position and don't move, he is nearby!"
"Yes, Brother Feng!"
"Hilgava, come to the west, touch over slowly, and stop him from escaping!"
"good!"
After saying that, Hilgava started to move, because this time is the best time, and there are many birds and beasts walking around in the forest.
Zhang Feng hid in the grass and waited for daybreak.
An hour later the bright sun rose, illuminating the earth, and everything seemed to start again.
The vine in Zhang Feng's hand moved a little, every now and then, but not very much.
Bang!
Finally, there was a dull gunshot, and the doll's back was penetrated.
At this time, Zhang Feng pulled another rope, and the puppet fell down. Then he pulled the first rope, and the puppet was trembling.
After trembling for seven or eight times, he stopped moving. Then another shot came, and his body trembled a few more times and stopped moving completely.
Zhang Feng's goal has been achieved. Just now I thought he wouldn't be fooled, but after the second shot, I knew he had been fooled.
Now just wait here quietly.
At this moment, Fan Yongxi's voice came from Zhang Feng's headset: "Come out, Brother Feng, do you want to shoot!"
"No!" Zhang Feng whispered: "Don't make any noise! Hilgava, stay where you are!"
Fortunately, there are many birds and animals chirping here in the morning, otherwise there would be noise when talking.
wait!
Wait for Wang Xiaodong to come over and confirm that the target is dead.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, there was a splashing sound around Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng knew that he was careless.
Don't you know there are other people around here
Or does he not know at all
Zhang Feng was a little confused. Did he look down on him
The next moment Zhang Feng saw him coming out, lying low, covered with leaves, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, the barrel of which was painted green.
He walked under the big tree, and when he was about to get close to the doll, he suddenly stopped because there was a person standing behind him, a figure who appeared like a ghost.
"Wang Xiaodong" the man behind him, covered in mud, said softly.
There was a victor in his tone.
"Zhang Feng!" Wang Xiaodong said calmly, knowing that he was going to be doomed.
Zhang Feng said: "Why do you want to kill me?"
"Why did you kill my grandfather!?" Wang Xiaodong asked.
Zhang Feng didn't answer him, because it would be useless if he answered, but Wang Xiaodong said: "I am not your opponent after all, let's do it!"
When Wang Xiaodong said this, he suddenly turned around. At this time, Zhang Feng also moved. The playing cards in his right hand flew out and were nailed to the back of Wang Xiaodong's hand. He screamed in pain. Not to mention, Zhang Feng flew away again. When one was released, the sniper rifle fell to the ground on the back of his other hand.
Wang Xiaodong's hands were covered with blood. He raised his foot to lift the sniper rifle. Zhang Feng quickly dodged behind him and put the saber in his hand under his neck.
"Your father Wang Jingming told me not to kill you. I originally didn't want to kill you, but you shot first!"
Zhang Feng didn't wait for what Wang Xiaodong wanted to say. The knife in his hand scratched his neck. Blood came out. Wang Xiaodong's body fell to the ground. His body was twitching and he was still saying something. Zhang Feng could vaguely hear it. Get: "Dad"
Then there was no sound.
Zhang Feng said into the headset: "He is dead, come here!"
After waiting for a while, both of them appeared here. They saw the dead man on the ground, Zhang Feng covered in dry soil, and a doll over there, and they understood instantly.
Zhang Feng is still awesome, let him deliver it to his door.
Fan Yongxi took the gun under Wang Xiaodong, took a good look at it, nodded and said: "Talent, talent, Brother Feng, you are lucky to have escaped, if not for Miss Alice"
Halfway through, Fan Yongxi couldn't speak anymore.
The implication is that without Alice, Zhang Feng would probably have died.
Hilgava admired Zhang Feng's method of killing enemies very much. He was so impressed that he was so impressed.
"How to deal with the body?" Fan Yongxi asked.
Zhang Feng said: "Bury him on the spot!"
The two men immediately started to bury Wang Xiaodong, and then Zhang Feng used Fan Yongxi's mobile phone to call the old beggar.