Jian Heng was still a little worried, so he picked up the rifle that had already withdrawn the bullet next to him and reloaded the bullet: "I'll go and have a look, too."

Corte said at this time: "My suggestion is that you should not go. If he can't catch this bear, he may be unhappy in the next few days. It would be fine if he can vent his anger, but he can't vent his anger on you! In order to let him live a few more years, I advise you to wait. Don't worry, a bear is not enough to do anything to him."

"I try my best to choose Li! Don't disturb him!" Jian Heng was still a little worried. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, so now he regretted that he had said he wanted to get a bearskin knee pad for me.

I would have known that I would have shot one of them, so why would I have to lift my mouth?

After saying that, Jian Heng also stood up and was about to turn over the black bean's back, but he hadn't moved much. He found an object hanging on his legs. He looked down and saw that the little bear cub was holding his legs now, and then he saw that there was still half of the milk on his plate.

Jian Heng lowered his head and said to the bear while trying to break it apart. Who would have thought that this little thing was holding a strong hug. He spread his two small front paws and hugged Jian Heng again with his two small short legs.

After working with it for a few times, Jian Heng had to pick it up, put it under his armpit and reached for the newly-painted cowhide bag, and hurriedly stuffed the bear cub in.

After dealing with the bear cub, Jian Heng turned over Hei Dou's back and urged Hei Dou to chase after Old Wosh.

Waiting for Jian Heng to chase him to the reversing road, Old Wosh had long disappeared. Jian Heng had to touch the direction where the bear was in accordance with his own feelings.

Holding the bag in one hand and controlling the horse in the other. Jian Heng ran for a while and felt troublesome, so he threw the bag and the bear into the space, and then rode on the back of the black bean and ran forward.

Hei Dou seemed to be very happy at this time, and he spread his four hooves and ran away with a loud noise.

Jian Heng was probably about to be about to turn into the forest, and a bang came from his ear, followed by a bear roar.

Bang!

The second gunshot came soon again.

Jian Heng immediately rode the black beans toward the place where the gunshots were fired.

In just a few minutes, Jian Heng caught up with Old Wosh and saw the old guy with his hounds going downstream along the river.

"What's wrong?" Jian Heng came to Old Wosh's side.

When Old Wosh turned around, he saw that it was Jian Heng and did not ask how Jian Heng came here. He just said, "This thing is so cunning. I have never heard of such a cunning bear!"

"Running?" Jian Heng asked.

Old Wosh nodded: "But it shouldn't run much. I hit it with both shots. Don't worry, after finding it, I will help you peel out a good bear skin as much as possible!".

When Jian Heng heard Old Wosh say this, he felt relieved and was shot twice. Not to mention a bear, even an elephant would have the word "death" in the end. You should know that those old ranchers would not have made a few Dam's bullets with extremely lethality on their body, and they would be guarded against such large beasts.

The two of them urged the horse while talking, while the hound sniffed the leader all the way. Soon they found the injured bear with blood.

The bear was not dead yet, and the bear was very big. Let's put it this way, this is the largest male bear that Jian Heng had seen in Montana in recent years.

Now this huge male bear was leaning against a big stone, its abdomen was constantly rising and falling, salivation began to appear on the corner of its mouth, and there was no glow in its eyes.

Of course, there may be even bigger than this male bear. You have to go to the mountains to find the bears you can see nearby here, probably so big that it will be so big.

I have to mention that the bear's skin is nothing. The huge size gives it an incredible shock, so it occupies the most abundant territory, and the abundant territory keeps it shiny.

Especially in this autumn, the bears have already put on fat in autumn and are about to hibernate, so the hair on the bears now has a crystal clear feeling, and the bear hair they have now is more warm. It can be said that it is the best time for hunting bear skins in the year.

"Very awesome bear!" Old Wash commented when he saw the bear.

Jian Heng followed and said, "No matter how cunning the prey is, it cannot escape the palm of the old hunter!"

"It's too conceited. If it turned around and left while we were having a meal, I wouldn't have a chance to kill it. Unfortunately, it misjudged the situation." Old Wosh looked in the direction of the bear.

Now the bear is powerless, and it seems that he has no strength to raise his head. He just lie down and vents his breath but cannot inhale, and there seems to be a piece of intestine under his body.

Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!

The hounds brought by Old Wash began to bark at the male bear.

This scene reminded Jian Heng of a common saying: A tiger falls into a flat sun and is bullied by a dog!

Now this young bear can only use his last breath to watch a hunting dog barking at him.

Jian Heng looked at the big brown bear and suddenly thought about the bear's psychology at this moment: It is probably also regretting it in his heart! Sometimes human self-conceit has the opportunity to correct it, but animal self-conceit is really just using life to conceit.

The hunting dog seemed to see that the bear had no power to fight back, so he carefully approached and jumped near the bear's tail. After screaming twice, seeing that the bear did not respond, he opened his mouth and bit the male bear's short tail.

He dragged the bear's tail twice with his ass and found that the male bear seemed to have no reaction. The hunting dog's courage became even fatter and stepped directly to the bear's head.

When Old Wash saw the self-contained hound moving, he immediately shouted and shouted: "Bush, don't!"

Just as Old Wash roared, the male bear suddenly waved its front paws, and saw that the seemingly large body of the hunting dog was like a kite in the wind. After swaying in the air, it fell on a stone about ten meters away with a bang.

This attack was shocking!

The hunting dog stopped moving after falling down. Not only did it stop moving, but it was directly slapped by a bear's paw on its entire body, which shows how powerful the bear's paw is.

Old Wosh had a heavy face and said softly: "I still underestimate you!"

The old man was already glad that he hadn't stepped forward just now.

At this time, the male bear was already in dying. The beat just now directly used up its greatest strength. The male bear was no longer lying, but changed from lying to lying. There was a huge hole under the belly, and the intestines kept flowing out, indicating that no one can save it except the gods.

Jian Heng, who was thinking about the tiger falling into the sun just now, now seeing that the dog is dead, the last desperate blow of the male bear made Jian Heng feel that this incident was too dramatic and too unexpected tonight.

Who would have thought that a bear would retain its strength and want to die with its opponent?

"Let it live for more than ten years, and it may become a monster!" Jian Heng said sincerely.

Old Wosh said to Jian Heng: "Don't use its skin as knee pads, a whole piece, it is worth your possession. The Parnas Indians believe that if you have a complete bear skin, your family will grow and your cattle and sheep will give birth to more cubs!..."

Jian Heng didn't want to ask whether Parnas was the name of the Indian tribe. Anyway, there were so many tribes of American Indians.

"If you like it, keep it, it is quite meaningful for you!" Jian Heng saw that Old Wosh seemed to be in a bit complicated now, so he opened his mouth and said.

Old Wosh shook his head: "What do I want it to do? Besides, I already have a bearskin blanket at home. That was my father who took me to hunt when I was eighteen years old!"

After saying that, Old Wosh said to Jian Heng: "You go back and find a rope to drag it. I'll take care of the bear corpse first!"

Old Wosh said as he got off the horse, walked to the bear corpse and reached out to press his hand on the bear's head, and began to mutter, as if he was chanting a spell.

Seeing Old Wosh's appearance, Jian Heng had no intention of asking what he was reading, so he signaled the black beans to return the same route.

Waiting for the rope that Jian Heng brought and also led a mule back, Old Wosh had already disposed of all the bear's internal organs and a large piece of meat, throwing them aside to fill the stomachs of the lucky beasts. The bear's head was wrapped on the bear's belt and then carried it on the mule's back.

When they returned to the camp, the two moved the bear to the bonfire. Old Wash sat down without saying a word, waved his knife and began to peel the bear skin.

The old man peeled it very carefully, put on glasses and flipped it inch by inch by hand. Every time when there was a small meat picking it down, the old man threw it into the fire, and then he heard the bear oil sizzling when it encountered the fire.

Corte looked at Jian Heng and asked, "Where is your bag?"

"What bag?" Jian Heng was now fascinated by the ritual-like bear skinning process of Old Wosh. He replied casually, but suddenly he didn't remember what he was talking about was the cowhide bag he used to hold a bear.

Corte said, "Which bag you brought when you went out, the bear cubs inside?"

Jian Heng then came back to his senses and pretended to ask, "Didn't you bring it back?"

"No! You came back in a hurry and took the rope and led a mule out!" Jim also said to the point.

"Fake!" Jian Heng slapped his thigh and said in a hurry: "I put it on the ground and forgot to take it."

After saying that, he stood up and climbed onto Hei Dou's back: "I hope the little bear is still alive!"

"Then this bear probably wants to buy a lottery!" Colt said jokingly.

It's dark now, and almost all the meat-eating guys have come out. A little bear cub is put in the wild for almost an hour. The probability is less than one percent.

Jian Heng had no time to talk. He urged Hei Dou to rush out of the camp, and after going out for a few rounds, he took out the bag from the space. He opened it and saw that there were bear cubs there, so he brought his horse into the space.

Only then did I realize that the little bear cub is now very happy. Not only that, there were several seats vacant, but also the transparent statues of Qianlong and Xiong.

"I'll go, it's fine!" Jian Heng was overjoyed!

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