After chatting for a while, Wang Kun said that he would take a rest and prepare to go back.

When Meng Fei saw Wang Kun closing his eyes and concentrating, he stopped talking and took out a piece of White Rabbit toffee. He looked at his own and kept licking the corners of his mouth, but he was reluctant to eat it.

In fact, Wang Kun did not sleep, but used the Five Ghost Moving Technique to get the goat. In fact, the wild boar is the best, but the wild boar is difficult to get, so he used domestic pigs and was worried about being recognized by others.

In the end, I had no choice but to find a way to use goats instead. At least the difference between goats and wild sheep was smaller. Of course, this is also similar to Wang Kun's discovery of a goat breeding place in Tiaobenji.

In the past, he used as much as he could make. To be honest, it was a bit of a waste of the ability to use the Five Ghost Transport Technique. Unfortunately, his space was not big, and there was no place to put it if he made too much.

Just when Director Wang was looking for him, he suddenly discovered that if you don't need it, you can just find a place to throw it away. Anyway, they are all in their own country, and whoever meets whom will have better luck.

This time Wang Kun found about twenty goats in that place, which looked more like wild sheep. He decided to get them all and throw them into the mountains.

While Meng Fei was not paying attention, Wang Kun threw the goat into a creek not far away. The goats suddenly changed places, and they would definitely panic, and some of them would bark non-stop.

Meng Fei looked at the direction of the sound with vigilance and said to Wang Kun: "I seem to hear a cry, should we go over and have a look?"

Wang Kun nodded and followed Meng Fei to the direction where the cry came from. The two came to the creek and found the footprints left by the goats around the creek.

Meng Fei was overjoyed and said with a smile: "We are so lucky. We met a group of goats. I took a look and found that there were about twenty goats."

As expected of an old hunter, he can clearly determine the number of goats so quickly.

Wang Kun pretended to be confused and asked: "Why are there so many goats here?"

Meng Fei was stunned for a moment, "Who knows. Anyway, they can't be raised in the village below the mountain. If they grow in the mountains, they are ownerless. It's our luck that we met them. Come with me quickly, don't let them run away.

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Good reasons, just like what I thought. You have already told me the reasons for me, so I won’t say anything else.

The two followed the goat's footprints and quietly pursued it.

About half an hour later, the two saw a herd of goats. They were eating on a grassy field.

Meng Fei whispered: "I will count one, two, three, and we will take action at the same time. Once the gunshots are fired, they will definitely run away, and it will not be so easy to chase them again."

Wang Kun nodded and took out a throwing knife.

Meng Fei raised his gun and suddenly saw that Wang Kun was not using his gun, so he put his gun down and looked at him.

Wang Kun smiled and said: "I can just use this. Don't worry!"

The gun on his body was given to him by the steel rolling mill to perform tasks. The gun and bullets were registered and could not be used casually. Anyway, it made no difference to him whether he had a gun or not. Wang Kun simply asked someone to make a gun out of scrap metal.

A few throwing knives.

When he was showing off in the Security Department, he even gave himself a resounding nickname - Wang Ling, flying knife, not even a blade of grass can grow. Just because of the word Wang Ling, he was criticized by Dong Yongxu. The reason was that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, monsters were not allowed to become spirits.

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Meng Feixin said that at worst, I would move faster and I would kill an extra hunter and give it to you.

Wang Kun didn't know what he was thinking, so he signaled to get ready.

One, two, three.

After three sounds, Meng Fei pulled the trigger, and a goat arrived in response. On the other side of the herd, a goat also fell down, but the difference was that there was a gleaming flying knife stuck in his neck.
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Meng Fei fired his second shot, but it was blocked by a tree, saving the life of the fleeing goat.

"It's a pity. If I didn't shoot, you could have shot a few more."

Wang Kun patted him on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter, even if we shoot them all, it will be useless. I took a look, the one I shot is about 120 pounds, and the one you shot is 110 pounds.

It's hard for both of us to get out."

Meng Fei said: "The worst thing is to make more trips."

"Don't look at what time it is now. When we go back and come to this place, it will be dark and you will die."

Meng Fei sighed, "What a pity."

Wang Kun stepped forward and looked at the goat that Meng Fei had knocked down. Blood was coming out of a small hole in its head. "The marksmanship is pretty good."

Meng Fei chuckled and forgot his unhappy mood. "Your throwing knife is also very powerful. It can penetrate so deep at thirty meters."

Wang Kun smiled and explained: "If you have to fight bandits for several years, your level will definitely be no worse than mine. Okay, let's go back with the goat on our shoulders!"

Meng Fei nodded, put his gun on his back, and walked towards a small tree as thick as an arm. He grabbed the small tree and broke it in one go. Then he used the knife on his body to cut off the branches.

"I use this branch to carry it."

Wang Kun stopped him quickly. If I remember correctly, the two of them ran empty-handed for more than an hour. This place is not close to the entrance of the village. If it is flat ground, it may be okay to carry it, but not on the mountain road.

"No, let's carry each of us back home! Let's compete again to see who returns to the village."

Meng Fei nodded, put the shotgun on his chest, picked up a goat, and gestured to Wang Kun.

Wang Kun also picked up his own one and motioned to Meng Fei to lead the way.

Meng Fei felt that Wang Kun didn't remember the way, so he just walked ahead. In order to conserve their energy, the two of them rarely talked and walked out carrying the goat. After walking for more than half an hour, they stopped to rest.

Wang Kun regretted a little. He should have brought a kettle with him so that he could drink some water to quench his thirst. He had space, so he ignored the problem. Now that he is with Meng Fei, it is not easy to use the kettle in the space.

After walking for another half an hour, we arrived at the area where hunters normally operate. Once here, Meng Fei was obviously more active, and he took Wang Kun to a small wooden house.

"Let's take a rest here and drink water before leaving."

Meng Fei dug out an earthen jar from a corner of the small wooden house. It was sealed with soil. "I stored this here. Every time I go hunting, I bring water to change it. I put this away three days ago. Kun

Brother, don’t dislike me.”

Wang Kun took the jar, took a sip, and handed it to Meng Fei. "Drink some too. Eat a piece of the White Rabbit toffee I gave you to replenish your strength!"

Meng Fei hesitated a little. He did not have enough physical strength, but White Rabbit toffee was really rare.

Wang Kun saw his hesitation and persuaded him: "Eat it! If you want it, I will bring you some next time."

Meng Fei thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, took out two pieces, and gave one piece to Wang Kun. "Brother Kun, you should also take one piece to replenish your strength."

Of course Wang Kun wouldn't want it from him, so he reached out and took out a piece from his pocket and let him look at it. "I still have one piece left here, just for those who can't keep up with the defensive strength."

The two of them sat next to the cabin, eating White Rabbit toffee and started to rest.

At the foot of the mountain, the village chief stood there, staring at the mountain. When he met a hunter entering the mountain, he asked others if they had seen Meng Fei.

When he heard that Meng Fei and Wang Kun were walking into the mountains, he was so angry that he cursed. "You bastard, wait until you come back and see how I deal with you. I knew the people from the city were too smart. They coaxed me into killing you with just a pack of cigarettes."

The son was sent out."

"Village chief, what kind of cigarette are you talking about? Give me a taste."

Village Chief Meng snorted, "If you want to punish yourself, go home and ask your wife for money."
Chapter completed!