Chapter 309

The boar is right there. It is no doubt easy for He Feng to kill him. After all, he is just a wild boar.

One finger, one breath, can kill it. Why hang it in your heart.

Others, however, have been extremely nervous. After all, they are just ordinary people. Compared with these fierce animals, human beings are always extremely vulnerable.

The wild boar gradually moved away and approached the trap. Along the road he had walked before, there were his residual footprints and feces. The wild boar gradually approached the rope of the trap.

The making of this trap is not complicated. It's just a simple lasso with some hay leaves scattered on it for easy camouflage.

As long as the boar's feet step on it, and then move again, the lasso will tighten, and then the small tree on one side as a pull rod will pull the rope high.

If it is to deal with a hare or something, this trap is undoubtedly very useful, but now it is to deal with a wild boar weighing four or five hundred kilograms.

Then, this little trap is not enough.

Perhaps this wild boar only needs a little struggle to get rid of this trap. Therefore, everyone is in a cold sweat at the moment.

The trap in front of them is too simple to control the wild boar, so they are afraid.

You know, this wild boar is not a good animal.

They worry about their own safety. They are all ordinary people. Naturally, they won't have any fearless mood in it.

The boar walked very slowly, because he knew that the front would not be as simple as he thought, and it would be very dangerous.

Therefore, the biological instinct made him a little timid, but under the strong pressure, he kept moving forward.

The boar's hoof walked across the ground and slowly approached the trap covered by hay. Then, he stepped on it. The moment the pig's hoof touched the trap, suddenly, the rope tied to the small tree was suddenly tightened, and then one of the boar's legs was mentioned in the air.

It was one of his hind legs. The crowd gave a surprise and wanted to rush up and dispose of the wild boar.

But soon, they found an accident. The huge wild boar body easily bound this one. His little tree was broken, and the trap instantly turned into nothing. The wild boar broke away from the trap at his feet and rushed towards the people.

The crowd who had just picked up the guy and was ready to come forward dispersed in an instant.

Among them, only he Feng stood motionless like a mountain, not afraid of the immediate danger, and did not pay attention to the wild boar in front of him.

They ran so fast that he Feng was worried that there was no other place in the forest. If they ran so recklessly, they would not touch other animals.

In case, any one accidentally stumbles and falls into the cliff, or any one accidentally runs away and gets lost, it's a trouble.

Thinking of this, he Feng, even if he was ready to act decisively, after two loud bangs, the boar's head tilted and fell to the ground.

All the villagers turned around and looked, but they only saw that he Feng had an indescribable weapon in his hand.

On the land of China, this is a strictly prohibited weapon. Everyone looked at He Feng in surprise. He Feng pretended to be relaxed, and then blew the smoke that hasn't dispersed on his mouth.

The cloud is light and the wind is light and said: "don't carry the wild boar back quickly. Such a big pig, our village doesn't need to buy meat these days."

After that, he went forward, stuffed the thing into his back waist, and then didn't there.

People looked at He Feng in surprise, some slightly stunned and some afraid.

Seeing this, he Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "look at your unpromising style. Isn't it something that makes a noise? Who knows if you don't say I don't say?"

Then he kicked the dead boar.

In fact, wild boars are not so easy to be killed. Some time ago, a horse used to attract tourists in a certain place was accidentally surprised. As a result, walking through the tourist street, he bumped into several people. A policeman took a weapon and shot five or six times without killing the horse.

It can be imagined that this is true for a horse, not to mention a huge wild boar. The dirt and leather on this thing can be said to be comparable to the standard of bulletproof clothing.

He Feng was able to kill the wild boar so easily, thanks to the place he aimed at. When the wild boar opened its fangs, he hit his mouth directly and accurately, and then hit the brain stem of the wild boar.

Only then did he kill the wild boar. Otherwise, even if he knocked out the seeds inside, it would not be enough to kill the behemoth in front of him with the weak kinetic energy and the smallest projectile.

The wild boar has been killed. Naturally, there is nothing to talk about. The villagers will keep their mouth shut. After all, he Feng's majesty and power in this village are too towering.

People dare not have any objection at all.

They can only drag wild boars and leave, but when they leave, most villagers feel a little hot on their faces, which is normal. After all, they all ran away.

This is not a glorious thing.

After returning to the village, the huge wild boar was placed on the square at the entrance of the village. The people who saw it couldn't help showing a frightened expression.

Such a big wild boar, fortunately nothing big happened. Otherwise, I'm afraid our village will be finished.

Thinking of this, almost all the villagers secretly sent out their inner happiness.

He Feng didn't think so. If rhubarb hadn't been honest these days, let alone a wild boar, a pack of wolves or a fierce tiger, he wouldn't dare to go down the mountain easily.

Back home, Chen Guixiang couldn't help but put down her heart when she saw that he Feng had nothing to do.

Then, Wang Wu, the butcher in the village, began to kill pigs. When killing pigs, he Feng and he Lingling went aside to see.

I don't think it's disgusting or bloody, because just like the idiom "cook to kill cattle", sometimes killing pigs and cattle can become an art and highly ornamental.

Just like the Japanese people, the chef cutting sashimi is regarded as an extremely artistic action.

Therefore, people didn't feel bloody and disgusting.

The place where the pigs are killed is also in the square. The wild boar has died. We just need to deal with it. At this time, the weather is hot. After all, the autumn tiger has not passed, and even the Mid Autumn Festival has not passed. The weather is still a little hot.

If you leave it there and don't deal with it, it won't take a few hours. This wild boar, which is very precious in today's era, and his hundreds of kilograms of meat will rot and go bad. Then he can't eat it and waste it in vain.