Virewolf

"call out--"

The flying anesthetic needle accurately pierced the villager's neck. The man was so frightened that he passed out on the ground with his mouth open.

Yue Shan returned to his wolf form, sighed and said, "It's really terrible."

Uncle Fang went over and pawed the man, and said, "It's rare to see you use a needle."

"I didn't have the chance to use it before. The hunter held a gun. No matter how many needles I have, I can't survive the few seconds when he shoots." Yueshan shook his neck, "This time the opponent is an unarmed villager, so I'd rather be kind. .”

"Ouch." The wolf on the side retched, wondering, "I've been screaming several times, why haven't they come out yet."

"Having tasted the sweetness, naturally I don't want to just come out like this."

Uncle Fang said so, and Yue Shan looked at each other.

After a brief silence, Uncle Fang raised his head and let out a long howl towards the sky.

This one is the last spy.

If you don't retreat, the consequences will be disastrous.

Xiaobai and Wanqiu went door to door looking for wolves, not all wolves were ready to kill, some wolves actually soaked in a certain family's wine vat, getting drunk.There are also wolves who enjoy the feeling of dominating humans, walking swaggeringly in the yard, with a family of three kneeling beside them kowtowing desperately to it.

"You can imagine that if we switch positions with humans, maybe they will also have to revolt."

After counting several households, Xiaobai sighed like this.

Wan Qiu moved her ears, turned her head to look back, and yelled, "No, I heard a dog barking."

It became anxious: "We have to find the leader quickly, he must not have left yet."

Xiao Bai sniffed in the air: "It's near here."

"There are still wolves that haven't come out," Yaoyao followed up two steps, and said to the backs of several wolves, "Boss and Wanqiu are still inside, and Tang Fuchu is still there."

"This time it's not a big troop evacuation," Uncle Fang didn't look back, "If you want to wait and go together, the goal is bigger, didn't the boss say it before?"

Yue Shan looked at Yao Yao strangely.

Yaoyao grabbed the ground on the spot and said anxiously: "No, if they didn't have something to do, they would never stop at this juncture."

Yue Shan was silent for a while, then stopped and said to it: "You have nothing to do with your family, why do you want to help them?"

Little wolf raised his head beside Yaoyao, with a confused expression on his face.

Yaoyao licked its head, and hesitated to see a blurry figure in the distance, shaking from side to side with the horse's back jolting.

It gritted its teeth, picked up the little wolf cub and followed the retreating wolf.

The one-eyed hunters saw the signal flare released by the village chief, and it was already afternoon when they arrived.

Most of these hunters' hometowns are in Wolf Village. They were so impatient that they jumped off their horses and rushed in with guns when they reached the entrance of the village.One Eye shook his legs behind and shouted: "If you see a wolf, do it! Kill it!"

Wan Qiu and Xiao Bai hid in a corner, watching the hunters running around the village.

A wolf's cry came from a family's house, followed by a few gunshots, and it returned to calm.

"There's no time." Wan Qiu spoke tremblingly, "There are so many hunters, if they are found, they will die."

Xiaobai is still analyzing the battle situation: "Don't worry, the boss is not a fool, he knows how to dodge."

"There should be a village senior's home near here, it..."

Before finishing this sentence, a person suddenly fell from the sky.

Both Xiaobai and Wanqiu were taken aback, but fortunately, they were of good quality and did not scream.

The man was covered in blood and fell to the ground deftly without making a sound.

It was Mo Yan, he wiped his face.

Wan Qiu finally let out a sigh of relief: "Boss, I can see you."

Xiaobai also relaxed: "Okay, we can go."

"You guys go back first," Mo Yan said while leaning over the wall, looking out cautiously, "I'm going to find someone."

"Who?"

"Tang Fuchu." Mo Yan answered quickly, his voice was unsteady, he was still panting, his chest heaved and heaved, he seemed to have consumed a lot.

Wan Qiu was stunned: "You yourself?"

Mo Yan nodded, not wanting to talk nonsense anymore, seeing no one on the street outside, he was about to go out, Xiao Bai bit his clothes violently.

"Even if the three of us are together, we may not be sure that we can escape unscathed, and you still want to save people?" Xiao Bai persuaded in a low voice, "Tang Fuchu is from the village after all, so what will happen to him? Even if something happens, you won’t die, and you will be locked up for a while at most. But if you and I are discovered, we will surely die.”

Mo Yan quickly rejected his kindness, and said viciously: "You still don't understand human beings enough."

He had made up his mind to go and was about to leave when Wan Qiu stopped him again.

Wan Qiu said, "Hey, boss, there's no need for that."

It has always been calm, and it doesn't panic when it speaks. It only takes a moment to make a decision: "Tang Fuchu has already retreated with Yaoyao and the others. I saw it before coming here."

Mo Yan hesitated, turned his head, his eyes were cold.

Wan Qiu met his gaze: "You know I've never lied to you."

At such a critical juncture, its brain was spinning fast. Seeing that Mo Yan called Tang Fuchu by his full name, and his expression was so gloomy, it deduced that they had experienced something unpleasant, and spoke in a tight-knit way: "He seems to have experienced something. If it’s a good thing, if you don’t talk about it, your face will look bad, so I will advise him to go back with them first, and then discuss it after you go back.”

Xiaobai restrained his hesitant expression, he listened to Wan Qiu's words in horror, calmed down and thought, this is indeed the best way at the moment.

When hunters discover the atrocities of wolves, they will never be soft-hearted. At this time, go out to find someone, let alone find them, as long as they are discovered, it will be over.

The immediate urgency is to get out of Wolf Village first.

At this time, Mo Yan had already believed seven points, his expression softened a little, and he was still unsure: "Really?"

Wan Qiu was calm and composed: "Really."

At this time, the village secretary.

Ali's hand holding the herbal medicine was still shaking, and behind her feet was the village secretary—and she couldn't recognize it at all, only thinking that it was the organs of pigs, cattle and sheep that the butcher hadn't cleaned up in time.

The village party secretary's mother-in-law was already in a coma, spitting blood at the mouth, lying on the bed convulsively, Tang Fuchu restrained her, and applied herbal medicine to her wound. He was sweating profusely, and he only knew a little about medicine, which was not enough for him to treat her A dying person, but he really couldn't just walk away.

Ali slowed down a bit, and began to cry, sobbing: "She, is she going to die?"

"Not yet," Tang Fuchu frowned, "but..."

There was a voice from the door, it was the village head, he asked tentatively, "Secretary, secretary, do you have anything to do?"

After saying that, he came in, and when he saw the miserable situation on the ground, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he patted his thigh and began to cry.

"Ouch, ouch!" He cried loudly, kneeling on the ground, "Secretary!"

Looking at this scene, Ali gradually recovered from the intimidation. She narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Hmph, cats cry and mice pretend to be merciful!"

Tang Fuchu only glanced back hastily, then turned around and said, "It's broken."

Ali poked her head over and saw that the woman was motionless.

"Dead?" Ali went to touch the woman's breath, raised her eyes to look at Tang Fuchu, "Dead!"

"Ali—"

It was Ali's father who called out like this, and he ran over with a shovel in his hand, and said in a hurry, "Ali, Ali!"

All the herbs in Tang Fuchu's hands were scattered, he dropped his hands and sat down on the ground.

At this time, several people walked in the door.

The one at the front is Cyclops, holding a gun in one hand and pulling a hound in the other. The bandage on his face is gone, replaced by a hideous half face. When he smiled happily, the facial features of that half face were not He was not brought up, his skin was dry and red, and he looked indescribably weird.

He "tsk" a few times, which was a description of the tragedy on the ground.

Then, seeing Tang Fachu, his eyes lit up, and he whistled:

"Yo, look what we found."

"Little Tang," the village chief wiped his tears and was helped up by the hunter next to him. He looked at Tang Fuchu disappointedly and said, "The village treats you well, but you, you—"

"He saved me!" Ali choked, the little girl's face was covered with blood, her big eyes were wide open, and she looked a little scary, "He—"

Ali's father staggered over a few steps and slapped Ali across the face!

He was trembling, he didn't know whether he was angry or frightened, and pointed at her with tears in his eyes: "You, just shut up!"

The one-eyed man smiled beside him as if he was watching a play, and he seemed to be in a good mood. At this time, he even became a peacemaker, and stepped forward to pat Ali's father on the shoulder: "Hey, kid, what's the matter?" Emotions are normal."

Ali covered her face and stared at her father in disbelief. Her father was full of bitterness. At this moment, he stooped and pulled the one-eyed hand, and said with an apologetic smile: "Brother, my daughter is young and ignorant. I do not know……"

Tang Fuchu didn't listen to these words.

Things happened one after another, and only now did he really have a chance to breathe. He only felt that his surroundings were blurred, as if nothing existed anymore.

It's not like he didn't fail to see what the village where he grew up in had become like on the way here.

People are dead, there must be many people who have died, among them there will be deep impressions on him, and there will be some shallow ones, but these faces are not unfamiliar, when he misses the village, they will always come to his mind.

He struggled with Mo Yan's hatred and the fetters of the village, and lived in torment every day and night, but in the end he still did nothing.

He has no position and is not firm with anyone.

Attitude, yes.In terms of ability, he is also not perfect.

There was still the last residual warmth of the branch secretary's daughter-in-law on his hand, and he stared blankly at the dried blood on his hand, his eyes turned black in bursts.

At this time, the crying outside was intermittent, one after another.

A hunter ran in at the door and whispered to One Eye.One Eye showed an exaggerated expression, and said, "Oh, if that's the case, let it live."

He stretched himself, and walked up to Tang Fuchu with a smile: "Brother Tang, I'll give you an apology first."

Tang Feichu raised his eyes with difficulty, looked at the one-eyed man and said to him, "You are really admirable, playing with the evolved wolf, I only have one eye, don't I think you are a wolf? I can't justify myself, how about this, if you shoot me, we'll be even."

As he said that, he really offered the gun in his arms, and respectfully put it in Tang Feichu's hand: "Hey, you hold it."

Several hunters had different complexions, only the village head was sullen.

He has known for a long time that the one-eyed personality is abnormal, and few people can bear it. Before, Haolai had a Gou Le who was familiar with his attributes, but now that person has also run away, and it has become more difficult to communicate with this one-eyed person!

The village head told the village party secretary before this, don't worry, I will ask someone to watch you.

He was going to rot in his stomach. At noon today, he arranged for someone outside the branch secretary's house to come and tell him that the wolf had entered the village, and he seemed to be running for the branch secretary.

This was really what he wanted, he hurriedly called all capable people to his home, the gate was closed tightly, ready to fight at all times, and at the same time, he took the time, and after a while, he fired a cannon to notify Cyclops and them to return to the village.

A dead man can't spit out anything, so he can pour all kinds of dirty water on him.

Thinking of this, the village chief stared at the rotten meat on the ground in disgust. He didn't feel scared or guilty, just disgusted.

He watched Cyclops wandering around in front of Tang Fuchu, muttering something.

This Tang Fuchu is self-confessed, he did something like this before, and now he appears in this village with the wolf, and the wolf has done these things that are obvious to all...

Thinking of this, the village head suddenly became very happy.

The village suffered heavy losses, and Tang Fuchu rushed to act as a substitute for the dead ghost. When the time came, he would inform the superiors that he would be sold badly. Maybe the big star would allocate more funds to him. This is really a great thing.

He coughed twice, stepped forward and said sadly: "Xiao Tang, you can't blame me for being ruthless this time!"

After finishing speaking, he greeted: "Come on, tie him up!"

A few boys behind him were about to go up, One Eye suddenly turned his head and said, "Why are you doing this to our little Tang?"

The village chief was dissatisfied with him, and his tone was also stiff: "He brought wolves to attack the village, and he will be arrested and dealt with by the higher-ups!"

"Whatever, let the higher authorities deal with it," One Eye yelled loudly, with a strange look, "You said you are in the same village, Mr. Village Chief, you really have no empathy."

The village chief put his hands behind his back, and said righteously: "He brought wolves to attack us, did he have empathy? You are not from our village, how can you empathize?"

"Maybe someone has a hard time. Look at you, you think everything is bad." One Eye said, squatting down with a smile, clasped his hands and said to Tang Fuchu, "Little Tang values ​​friendship, and now his It must be uncomfortable for Brother Wolf to leave him behind, it’s okay, I’ll help him get it back—”

Before he finished speaking, Tang Fuchu, who was silent and dull, suddenly punched him in the face. His one-eyed reaction was also quick, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he avoided it with a twist of his neck. He took the posture, held Ali in his arms, put one hand on her neck, and said coldly to the village chief, "Let me go."

Ali was caught off guard and became a hostage, subconsciously screaming.

Ali's father shouted loudly, and said with red eyes: "Tang Fuchu! How dare you—"

The village chief's face remained unchanged, but he had thousands of ideas in his mind.

The scene became chaotic, with one eye still laughing, and he even sat cross-legged on the floor and clapped his hands: "Ah, our little Tang is really smart."

Tang Fachu held the gun that Cyclops gave him just now with his other hand, and shook it lightly.

I'm afraid there is no bullet in this gun at all.

But the guns in the hands of the hunters in front of him must have bullets, he can't force his way in, otherwise he won't be able to get out.

Now...he thought dripping with sweat, he can only use Ali to suppress the village chief. Her father is present and the movement is big enough. In the play, I knew he would not tear his face so quickly.

Sure enough, the village chief frowned and said, "You are a big man, you kidnapped a little girl to blackmail us."

One-eyed stood up, patted his buttocks, jumped to a hunter, suddenly grabbed the gun with one hand, squinted his eyes and aimed at Ali, and shot without any hesitation. Land, the gun is empty.

Ali's father was terrified: "Ah——"

The hunters around him had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly stepped forward to hold Tang Fachu down.

"Hahaha," One Eyed smiled happily, "Let me just say, our little Tang values ​​friendship."

The village chief couldn't pretend anymore, and asked with a dark face, "What do you want?"

This is not evenly matched. One Eye has a gun, and his brothers also have guns, so it's not easy to head-on.

"Didn't I say it?" One-eyed jumped up to Tang Fuchu, squatted down again, and touched Tang Fuchu's gritted face, "I have to help our little Tang find the wolf brother who abandoned him. .”

"It's so strange," he said innocently, "Your wolf brother is willing to bite half of my face for you, but now he leaves you alone, does he not love you anymore?"

Tang Fachu endured the nausea and rage, and talked to him nicely, "What do you want?"

One-eyed walked over to him, and said to him with a smile: "There is good news. I just found an evolved wolf, but I didn't ask anyone to kill it. I plan to keep it alive."

Tang Fuchu desperately raised his face, his eyes were ferocious.

"Don't worry, it's not your wolf brother." One-eyed was still smiling, "but it can help us get your wolf brother back."

As he spoke, he pulled out a small knife from his waist, the sharp blade glowing with silver light.

"Little Tang, bear with me."

As he said this, he pressed Tang Fuchu's hand.

The village chief was startled, and strode forward. If this person was lynched, how could he report it to the police?

However, the eyes of those people were fierce, and he thought he was invincible, so he retreated a few steps helplessly.

Tang Fuchu struggled violently, his eyes were bloodshot: "You might as well kill me with one knife!"

"That's hard to bear," One Eye said lingeringly, and he licked his lower lip, "Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

After finishing speaking, he stabbed down and chopped Tang Fuchu's little finger!

"Oh," he giggled, swipe up and down like chopping vegetables, "why is it so hard, you can't even cut it."

The ten fingers connected to the heart, and severe pain spread from the fingers to the whole body. Tang Fuchu's eyes widened, and he bit his lips, refusing to cry out, until the smell of blood was in his mouth, and the one-eyed man saw off his little finger.

As if he had found a treasure, he wrapped the little finger with a towel and handed it to the hunter beside him: "Here, let that wolf go back and tell their leader that someone wants to see him."

The village chief blushed with anger: "Do you think the wolf will come back to find you obediently? I'm afraid he's going to kill him again. At that time, a villager will be buried with you!"

"Look at what you said, it seems to be my fault." One-eyed said cheerfully, "I'm counting the time, why the wolves have finished when we came, it seems that someone is deliberately buying time for them, it's so strange Yes, Mr. Village Chief."

The village head grinned, turned his back and sighed.

He said: "You don't even think about it, can you take the wolf's revenge!"

"I don't need to bother you," One Eye said, and called a hunter to come with a tool. "I have been making this new type of wolf trap for some time, and the clever little wolf king will naturally understand what I mean."

With that said, he shook his head in Tang Fuchu's direction.

Tang Fuchu panted and said coldly to him: "I'm afraid that your wishful thinking was in vain. The reason why it abandoned me was because I angered it. We have already broken up."

"Tsk tsk tsk, then you have misunderstood Brother Wolf." One Eye touched his dry face and muttered to himself, "Wolves value love and righteousness..."

Ali's father hugged Ali and wanted to leave, and was walking against the wall, when Ali suddenly heard Tang Fachu's screams in his arms.

She trembled all over, raised her eyes, and saw that Tang Fuchu had been caught by a wolf!

The village chief's face was crooked: "Nonsense!"

"What nonsense?" One-eyed said excitedly, rubbing his chin, "I didn't expect this size to hold a human leg. Maybe I'm a prophet, or maybe I have a fate with that one-eared wolf king! Hahaha——"

Tang Fuchu's eyes were blurred, he didn't know whether it was blood or tears, he asked with difficulty, "What is this?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, as long as your wolf brother knows him." One-eyed laughed until tears came out, and he wiped the corner of his eyes, "Oh, what day will all the good things catch up together."

Tang Fuchu stared blankly at his bare little finger, thinking that he had never lost anything in the jungle, but he lost a finger to the same kind.