I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Horned deer are bait, and the prey is naturally a beast that eats meat-a wolf!

After going back last time, Mu Feng and Mingguang analyzed it. They had never encountered wolves before, which meant that these wolves had either wandered from elsewhere or migrated with a large number of herbivores.

Mu Feng also let the bright light come out and track it twice in the dark, and it turned out that the group of wolves came along with the migration of herbivores.

In other words, as long as Mu Feng uses the blood of these horned deer, he can attract the appearance of these wolves.

As expected, a rustling sound soon came from the grass not far away.

Upon hearing this sound, Mu Feng's eyes lit up: "Come!"

At the same time, Han Shu couldn't help lowering his body, his eyes still looking in one direction.

At this time, everyone put down the yellow clay on their backs, with different expressions.

People in the hunting team are eager to try, but those young and strong who have never been out of the tribe are obviously a little embarrassed.

Mu Feng knew it well, and said inwardly: "It seems it's right to let them come out and feel it this time. Otherwise, with just a few people from the hunting team, the power will always be limited."

"After returning to the tribe, we must train this group of people."

While thinking about his plan to go back, Mu Feng carefully stared at the direction where the sound of "Sweet" came from.

He shook his head secretly, feeling that in terms of agility and alertness, the wolf of primitive society could not be compared with the later generations.

This may be related to tens of thousands of years of evolution, and it is also related to the beasts that can be seen everywhere-prey can be seen everywhere, and they don't seem to need to be so cunning.

Otherwise, the sound of "rustling" just now is enough to expose their target.

However, this is also inseparable from the fact that the surrounding rushes are too high.

All in all, under the close attention of many Jiang clan members, wolves began to show their heads in the visibly shaking grass in the distance.

After the head was exposed, the wolf sniffed left and right, shook his head, and swept in the direction of the horned deer.

The grass behind it started to move again, apparently rushing towards the horned deer.

Mu Feng was surprised, is the wolf's sense of smell so bad?

The reason why the wolves did not spot them last time can be explained by the fact that they are hunting the pythons.

But this time they appeared later, and no one was found?

But then he understood, because he smelled his body lightly, and almost couldn't hold back his breath.

Because he himself couldn't bear the strange smell on his body, he was in the same grade as the wild boars and wild sheep he caught, and they all smelled unpleasant to death.

Feelings are in the sense of smell of these wild wolves, and they can't tell the smell of them at all!

But this is also good, it is just good for their current situation.

When all the wild wolves appeared, they whimpered and bitten the horned deer there. Mu Feng looked at Hanshu and motioned for him to take someone to outflank it.

More than 30 hunting team members, plus 20 young tribes, quietly approached the wolves little by little.

But before they were completely close to the wolves, a wolf in the wild wolves screamed.

All the wild wolves stopped biting the horned deer in an instant, grinning and leaning down to look at the humans who were surrounding them from the side.

People on the hunting team took bows and arrows and aimed at the wolves.

The members of the Jiang clan cheered together: "Warchief, so many wild wolves, if we kill them, we will have a lot of food at once!"

"Shut up!" Han Shu yelled, he knew that Mu Feng made such a big movement, not to kill the wild wolf.

"No hurry!" Mu Feng waved his hand, took the shovel in his hand, walked to the side of the cold tree, and also came near the pack of wolves.

It's just that he just appeared, and the wolves that were still grinning instantly changed their tone, changing the threat of "Woo" to a low-pitched "Woo", which was obviously a sign of weakness.

Don't talk about Mu Feng, even the Jiang clan understood that these wild wolves were scared.

"They are afraid of the warchief?" Everyone looked at Mu Feng in astonishment, "Are wild beasts afraid of people?"

Only Mu Feng's heart is clear.

The temperament of wolves is similar to that of dogs.

He remembered going to school when he was young, and the local dogs in the village always like to yell at him, and often scared him to cry.

But the more he cried, the more the dogs liked to yell at him.

Finally one day Mu Feng was inspired by an old man: "You will convince them once, and they will be afraid of you and dare not bite again!"

So Mu Feng gritted his teeth and endured fear, clutching the stick, holding the rock and chasing the leading dog and hitting it two miles, tossing back and forth for a long time.

Since then, when the dogs saw him again, they huddled on the side of the road with their tails tucked, and did not dare to say another word.

Especially the dog headed by Mu Feng was evading far away with his tail sandwiched between them.

Although there were about twenty of these wolves in front of them, they clearly remembered how Mu Feng violently shot the wolf king not long ago, and they couldn't help but not be afraid!

You know, whether it is a wolf or a dog, no matter how fierce or fierce it is, it will not hate a stronger existence than it.

On the contrary, they will obey-because in their hearts, the existence that is stronger than themselves is the leader and their boss!

This can be seen from the performance of the pack of wolves before and after the wolf king's battle for hegemony in the pack.

The pet dog in reality is also true. People who are good to him may not be close, but those who are fierce to him and dare to beat him will definitely obey!

Wanting to understand this, Mu Feng couldn't help but grinned: "So you still know how to be afraid, this is easier!"

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