Surviving Endless Disasters

The mutated bison is more than two meters tall. The fur on its body is extremely hard with a lot of mud attached to it. Its four legs are constantly moving. Bullets can break the skin but get stuck in the flesh.

As long as the injury is not fatal, the bison, stimulated by the pain, will chase the convoy crazily and attack.

After finally killing one, another one soon took up the position. These bison were about to catch up with the convoy, and even showed a posture of surrounding the convoy.

There were hundreds of bison on the ground, running as if they were thousands of horses, and the ground was shaking constantly.

Someone's head popped out of the car window of the convoy, holding a gun to attack the bison behind. Suddenly, the front vehicle had a horn sticking out of its head.

"Brothers in front, drive quickly and run! The enemy has five seconds to reach the battlefield!" "Tuantuan, prepare to take action.

"With this reminder, Wen Zheng decided to help them.

Wen Zheng turned over and jumped to stand on the roof of the car. A gun appeared in his hand.

After two consecutive gunshots, the eyes of the big bison at the front were hit, leaving only two bloody holes.

After hearing Zheng's words, Tuantuan raised his head and let out a roar, spread his gorgeous wings and flew across the sky. Ordinary people could only see colorful shadows, coming to the big bison together with the bullets.

Tuantuan passed under the big bison with his body on his back, and his sharp claws easily cut through the hard belly of the bison. Finally, he pulled the tail of the cow and made the whole cow stand up, allowing Wen Zheng's bullet to pass through the neck without skin protection.

Several cows fell to the ground like this and lost their breath.

The buffalo herds stopped attacking after the group barked, and moved anxiously, trying to escape as soon as possible. However, it looked like they wanted to continue the attack, and the convoy continued to attack.

However, with a speed that no one in the buffalo herd or convoy could have imagined, Wen Zheng and Tuantuan defeated several large buffaloes in succession.

Listening to the sound of their companions falling to the ground, the herd ignored the attacks. They all took two steps back, quickly turned around and ran away.

Many people in the convoy were dumbfounded, watching as the bison tried their best to escape at a faster speed than when they were chasing them.

Some of them were busy attacking the bison and didn't notice what happened. They spoke in a light tone: "Am I hallucinating? Why did I see all these cattle running away?"

"Poke my king?" "The man was patted on the shoulder by his companion next to him. He followed his companion's instructions and saw several tall and strong bull buffaloes chasing the top of their car lying on their backs on the ground, with blood flowing from their eyes and necks.

The man took a deep breath. These bison were running very fast, surrounded by dust. It was extremely difficult to aim at the eyes. This man's marksmanship was amazing.

What is even more eye-catching is the perfectly sliced ​​cowhide. This bison's hide can withstand bullets. Even if its belly is softer, it is not so easy to slice.

He was definitely not from their motorcade. This person glanced ahead and saw Wen Zheng and Fei Tuan Tuan beside him.

"Where does this boss come from?" His temperament is extraordinary.

Everyone in the motorcade looked at Wen Zheng with admiration, as well as Tuan Tuan flying next to him. There was shock and love for him in those eyes.

Who doesn't want a mutant beast with strong attack power and tacit cooperation?

"Brother, thank you very much, otherwise we would have suffered heavy casualties this time!" Someone walked out of the car with a smile and chatted with Wen Zheng. This man's skin was a little dark, his tone of voice was just right, and his appearance was a little older than a year ago. .

Yes, Wen Zheng had a relationship with this person.

Wen Zheng smiled: "Brother Hei? Needless to say, thank you. If it weren't for Brother Hei's help last spring, our village wouldn't be able to buy so many high-quality supplies even if it reaches Muyu Town.

"Oh, it turns out we are still fellow villagers. This is true fate."

"Brother Hei said in surprise, trying hard to search for someone who might be this master in his mind, "My benefactor can just call me Lao Hei. Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is one of the four great joys in life. I bought a few bottles of good wine in the south this time. Let's Take a few sips in a while.

"This man's face is a little sallow, and his appearance looks ordinary, but I just can't remember who this man is, but I seem to have heard of this bird.

"You...are you Mr. Wen?" An uncertain voice suddenly interrupted.

Wen Zheng from Sanlihe Village and the bird he raised called Tuan Tuan impressed him deeply. Although the two were quite different, the combination of one person and one bird was from his hometown, which only made him think of this possibility.

Wen Zheng took a look, and the first thing he noticed was the face of the little guy who interrupted. He had been selling things in their Sanlihe Village last time.

Then his eyes stopped at the big speaker held in Xiao Pingtou's hand. It seemed that he still loved to play games before the end of the world.

Xiao Pingtou's voice was quite low, and he was a little unsure of his guess, but Wen Zheng noticed that the two men looked at Tuantuan without greed in their eyes, so he nodded and admitted his identity.

When Lao Hei heard the word Wen, he remembered it. It turned out that this person was Wen Zheng from Sanlihe Village. He was surprised and said: "It turns out to be Brother Wen Zheng. I have admired his name for a long time. I have been busy for a year and I still haven't found a chance to meet him." Brothers know each other.

"It's great to know someone you know. This kind of strong person still has to find a reason to get to know him even if he doesn't know him, let alone have some friendship. Of course, he has to build a good relationship with him.

Lao Hei did not publicize that Wen Zheng was from Sanlihe Village, and reminded Xiao Pingtou to shut up. He just said that Wen Zheng was someone he knew before.

All the living bison fled without a trace, and the ground was covered with freshly baked bison carcasses. Each of these large bison weighed one or two thousand kilograms, and it was difficult to pull them away even with a car.

All the uninjured people began to divide the area. The surrounding area was the territory of the bison herd. It looked like the bison herd would not dare to come back in a short time. They could rest here temporarily.

Holding the specially made skinning knife in his hand, he stepped on the bison's belly. It took all his strength to cut open the skin, and then used the knife to cut the meat. As soon as the knife went in, it was caught by the meat and moved. Extremely difficult.

Look at the big guy next to him. Although there are no obvious muscles on his arms, he can easily cut through a piece of cowhide, and he seems to be able to do it with ease.

If they hadn't known that the skinning knife in the boss's hand belonged to their team, or if they had just randomly taken one from it, they would have suspected that the knife was different.

Cook Ding has superb cattle-killing skills because he has slaughtered countless cows and has rich experience. Wenzheng doesn't have much experience in slaughtering cows, but he can kill cows equally well.

Wen Zheng's strength was much greater than that of these people. When the tip of the knife pressed against the wound on his neck, he easily peeled off the skin with a little force.

His eyes were carefully observing the texture of the beef. The knife in his hand was scratched between the meridians, smoothly inserted into the gaps between the bones, and separated the meat piece by piece. Many onlookers were stunned.

The offal is very delicious after being processed, but it is very troublesome to handle. Wen Zheng usually has to handle it himself, but today he can leave it to Brother Hei's group of men.

One of the men went over to clean up the internal organs, then picked up the knife used by Wen Zheng, and quietly came to the other bison.

"This knife is obviously the same as the knife in our hands.

"Then you can just use the knife in your hand. The king will fight with me."

"Ahem, don't argue, quickly try to see if it's the knife."

"After fighting for a long time, someone finally took the knife used by Wen Zheng and marked it on the bison. Under the eyes of many people, he started gently. The result was that the meat was still as inseparable as before.

Come on, he is already a big boss, it is not a matter of tools at all.