If you were asked to be a forest ranger, would you teach giant pandas Kung Fu?

West of Longgu Gorge, hundreds of kilometers away.

Deep in the primeval forest, a powerful gunshot startled countless birds.

A red deer fell to the ground.

Perhaps knowing its impending fate, the red deer struggled desperately on the ground with its four hooves.

Unfortunately, its neck was shattered by the gunshot, and its strength quickly drained away. Its limbs that struggled violently soon became motionless.

An extremely tall figure came forward with a hand axe, and with two quick strokes of the axe, he skillfully chopped off the red deer's horns.

Then the tall figure began to dismember the red deer's body.

"Da Kui, I want to eat the left leg this time, don't fight with me!"

A middle-aged man with a simple face stood by and said to the tall figure busy on the ground,

"And the deer heart, don't miss it!"

Da Kui said nothing, put away his hand axe, pulled out a dagger with a cold glow from his back, and quickly cut various parts of the sika deer's body.

His skillful movements showed that he had done this job many times.

Soon, a sika deer was dismembered by him.

He took four deer legs, a deer heart, a deer liver, and a large piece of deer tenderloin, tied them together with a rope, and carried them directly on his back.

The dripping blood once again soaked Da Kui's clothes, which had turned dark brown.

But Da Kui seemed to feel nothing at all.

After putting away the dagger, he stood up and turned around, shouting to a young man sitting on a big rock not far away, who was wearing camouflage clothes and had a particularly glaring scar on his face,

"Brother, it's all right now!"

The young man said expressionlessly, jumping off the boulder and saying to the simple-minded middle-aged man beside him,

""Old Zheng, lead the way!"

Old Zheng said hurriedly.

"Brother Yang, it’s just ahead, not far away!"...

Lao Ma is a forest ranger and a retired soldier.

After retiring from the army, he became a forest ranger because he liked the mountains and forests.

Early in the morning, he was making breakfast in the wooden house. He planned to start his daily patrol work after breakfast.

Suddenly, a sound came from the depths of the dense forest, which froze him.

Was it a gunshot?

Having retired for many years, he did not dare to confirm it for a moment.

After a while, Lao Ma turned off the fire and started to organize his equipment without even having breakfast.

He wanted to confirm what the sound was.

If it was really a gunshot, the problem would be serious.

Putting on his backpack, Lao Ma was about to open the door to go out.

The next moment,

""Bang!"

The wooden door was kicked down by someone outside and hit Lao Ma hard.

Caught off guard, Lao Ma only had time to protect his head with his arms to block the wooden door.

However, he didn't have time to take a breath.

A powerful whip kick, from right to left, like a battle axe, chopped towards his head!

Lao Ma tried his best to block it with his hands.

Crack, the sound of broken arm bones was heard! The remaining force of this whip kick hit his neck hard.

Lao Ma was knocked to the ground. His head was in severe pain. Lao Ma, lying on the ground, saw a pair of feet wearing mountain boots.

He tried to raise his head and barely saw a young man in camouflage clothes with an unusually glaring scar on his face.

A middle-aged man with a simple and honest face and a tall, strong man like a giant bear came in from outside the door.

Then, a cold light flashed, and Lao Ma felt a sharp pain in his throat and completely lost consciousness.......

In the wooden house, Da Kui, who was as big as a hill, sat on a wooden stool with difficulty, grabbing a roasted deer leg and wolfing it down.

Lao Zheng sat next to him, cutting the roasted deer meat on the table with a dagger.

"Brother Yang, don't worry, the white wolf will never get away! In terms of jungle tracking, I admit that I am second to none!"

As he spoke, Lao Zheng cut off a piece of the best tenderloin and handed it over.

Brother Yang reached out to take it,

"Is the buyer ready with the money?"

"It's definitely ready!"

Lao Zheng responded quickly.

"As long as we hunt that mutant white wolf and take it out, we can collect money immediately!"

Brother Yang didn't say anything else and started eating meat.

Lao Zheng also sat down and started eating. If he didn't eat, Da Kui would kill him all by himself.

"Hey, Da Kui, don’t steal my deer heart, you said it’s mine!".....

After eating the roasted venison, the three of them took a short rest.

Then they left the cabin and disappeared into the dense forest.

If someone looked down from the sky at this time, they would find that the direction they were heading was

Longgu Gorge!!......

Longgu Gorge, evening.

Lin Fan finished a day's patrol and returned to the yard.

It was still the same familiar scene.

Po was sitting on a pile of bamboo, eating fresh bamboo.

Dozens of golden monkeys were playing in the yard.

The Monkey King, Wukong, was squatting next to Po, chewing on fruit.

The monkey king would throw the remaining fruit, or the core, directly to the wild boar king in the corner.

The wild boar king immediately started eating with a grunt.

The scene was unusually harmonious.

Seeing Lin Fan coming back, Po dropped the bamboo and crawled over to beg for petting.

Lin Fan looked at Po who stood up and hugged his thighs.

For some reason, he seemed to feel that Po had gained weight and grown taller.

"Po, have you gained weight?

Po looked silly, with doubts flashing in his little eyes.

He even lowered his head to look at his furry belly.

"嘤嘤......"(Thin, thin）

""Slim ass!"

Lin Fan said unhappily.

"Sitting there eating all day, all you know is eating! Great! Live a good life, learn to enjoy it! Look at your belly, how fat it is!"

As he spoke, Lin Fan turned his head and said to the Monkey King,

""You are not allowed to help it find bamboo in the future, let it find it by itself!"

When Abao heard this, he was immediately unhappy and threw a tantrum, lying on the ground and rolling around.

Lin Fan ignored it and went back to the house to cook.