Super Special Forces King

Chapter 394

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With a car, two people finally no longer need to hike, not only speed up, but also save energy.

People take a break in the car, Zhang Feng and Johnson take turns driving, and the other person takes a rest in the car.

When Johnson was driving, Zhang Feng got into the back seat, lying flat with his legs curled up, preparing to squint for a while.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard the young lion roar in the cage, and the disturbing Zhang Feng couldn't help but open his eyes.

I saw its paws scratching the iron cage from time to time, and from time to time it used ungrown fangs to bite. It didn't have the majesty that a real lion should have. On the contrary, it was more like a naive puppy.

Just as Zhang Feng was about to open the cage, he heard Johnson say: "Brother Feng, you can't let it out. Lions are different from dogs. Their wild nature is born and cannot be tamed."

Can't be tamed? The cold-blooded wolf in the wolf totem can be tamed, let alone a lion cub. Besides, Zhang Feng never thought of training the future king of beasts as a pet with a wagging tail.

"Don't worry, Johnson, I didn't think about tame it, and wait until it is a little bigger to protect itself, and then be released into the jungle. Besides, I can stab him to death with just one finger and hurt him. To me?" He sneered twice, opened the cage, and reached out to take the lion cub out.

Maybe the lion cub was still a little frightened by Zhang Feng, who was huge compared to it, and his body was trembling.

Put the lion cub under the seat and said with a smile: "You can't always be locked up in a cage, Mad, don't be like a farmer and a snake in a snake. Lao Tzu kindly saved you, but you took advantage of my sleep. Then I bite back."

Regardless of whether it can move what it means, after speaking, Zhang Feng hugged his shoulders and shrank in the back seat and slowly closed his eyes.

Because of Johnson's presence, Zhang Feng slept more steadily. I didn't know how long he slept, and he felt an itchy nose, so he slowly opened his eyes, but he saw the little lion cub and didn't know when he climbed to his own. On the body, curled up on his chest and fell asleep, the only thing that made his nose itchy was its tail swinging back and forth.

"What's so, I actually put the mattress on Lao Tzu at that time. Hahaha, this little guy." With a smile, he gently picked him up, sat up, put it on the seat, and said to Johnson: "Strong Sen, take a break, I'll drive, and you can tell me the approximate reverse direction."

Hearing that, did Johnson reluctantly, continuously driving in the endless turbulent wasteland is too exhausting to drive, and said: "Okay. Brother Feng, you can keep moving forward in the current direction. I deliberately will not take long, we just To be able to see the jungle, my tribe should be in the jungle."

The two changed positions, Zhang Feng drove and Johnson slept.

The lion cub climbed onto Johnson's body in a daze, his nose twitched twice, feeling that the smell was not right, his eyes opened, and he stood on Johnson's body and let out a low growl of "whoop".

Johnson's eyes opened suddenly and the boss stared, so that the cub jumped off his body in fright, and quickly got under Zhang Feng's legs, revealing his little head to spy on Johnson from time to time.

Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Johnson was really terrifying, and he actually scared him like this.

As he was driving the car, Cub Cub kept scratching his trouser legs with four paws. Zhang Feng bowed his head and said, "You don't want to climb onto Lao Tzu again?"

With that, he picked up the lion cub with one hand and placed it on his lap. The lion cub became honest immediately, curled up into a ball, like a kitten.

Zhang Feng laughed dumbly, this boring journey was really interesting to have this little guy.

"Would you like to give you a name? Rhubarb? Grass, isn't this still the name of the Chinese Pastoral Dog? Or just call you Feng? My name is Zhang Feng, and your name is Feng. We two are brothers, haha ."

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After driving for 20 hours, the oil in the carriage has burned out, and Johnson and Zhang Feng can only abandon the car and continue walking. Fortunately, the shadow of the jungle can be seen from a distance.

"Johnson, how big is the peak now?"

"Looking at his body shape, he should be around July and August, and he should be a newly weaned lion cub." Johnson said.

Zhang Feng nodded. Fortunately, he has been weaned. Otherwise, the people in the wilderness really don't know where to find a nanny for him.

Walking forward quickly, Feng seemed to be particularly dependent on Zhang Feng, always happily circling his trousers. However, as soon as Johnson approached, he immediately bared his fangs, and had a posture of biting you when he approached Laozi, which made Johnson chatter and wonder.

Zhang Feng knew that a lion would hunt alone only when he was about two years old. Thinking that it would be able to protect itself at that time, he released it to the jungle to become its king of the grassland.

Since Johnson has caught a live prey, Zhang Feng will cut the prey's front leg through a small opening and release it. The peak will chase him to exercise his predation.

At the beginning, the peak was still confused, but the ferocity of the beast made it slowly approach its prey, and by nature it caught up with the lame gift and tore its throat.

After half a day, the lush jungle is finally in front of you, and the peak is obviously a little confused. Its category is an African lion, which lives on the grassland. It is a little scared to see this lush jungle, and it does not leave the scope of Zhangfeng two steps. Inside.

Johnson said, "Brother Feng, this jungle is much larger than the jungle we are in. Our tribe has survived here for generations, and there are other tribes. We must be careful when we get here."

Hearing his reminder, Zhang Feng nodded. These tribes do not welcome strangers. Not only do they not "eat pots of pulp to welcome the king's master", but they can use shotguns and blow arrows to wait.

These cold weapons are smeared with toxins collected from the poison sacs of wild beasts. Not to mention that the blood seals the throat, but it is fatal. It is better to be careful.

"Relax. Johnson, hurry up and look for the marks left by your tribe. When we find your tribe, we will quickly withdraw from the jungle. Don't conflict with other tribes." Zhang Feng nodded and said.

Johnson nodded and said: "Our tribe migrates seasonally. It should be in the jungle here now. I should be able to find it soon."

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It was faster than Zhang Feng expected. He originally thought that he would be looking for three or four days, but he didn't expect to find the mark left by his tribe in the early morning of the next day. It was a mark engraved on the book. It was shaped like an ancient Chinese oracle bone inscription. Zhang Feng didn't know what it meant, but Johnson said with certainty: "Brother Feng, my tribe is migrating to the southeast. The mark should have been left three days ago."

Two people searched nearby, and they found traces of someone having been there. Johnson thought about seeing his long-lost tribe soon, with unconcealable excitement on his face.