After the footsteps of the group of people passed by, Yang Feng focused his attention on the bucket of cold water beside him.

Without further ado, he simply poured the entire bucket of cold water over his head. The water flowed through every inch of his skin, making him shiver immediately with the ice.

He could roughly tell from the words of the group of people outside that the people in the next village probably heard the wolf howl coming from the wilderness just now, so they organized people with weapons to hunt wolves again in the middle of the night.

There is no doubt that the fur trader Lao Wang is currently stationed in their village, otherwise it would be useless for them to hunt wolves.

But the dozen wolves that Di Xiusuo had just killed were still lying in the wilderness! That was their victory and their source of wealth!

If they can really sell those wolves, just like Di Xiusuo said, even if the price is cheaper, they will achieve the so-called "get rich overnight", but now, he must catch up with this group of people

We arrived at the place where the wolves were before.

That place is not very far from his home. If this group of people moves fast enough, they can arrive in a short time. If he arrives late, those people will definitely not believe that he hunted these wolves, let alone the wolves.

There were no wounds on his body to prove it.

Even if there were, given the simple "folk customs" of the neighboring village, they would not admit that the wolf belonged to Yang Feng, and would snatch it away directly.

Yang Feng sloppily wiped the remaining mud and cold water on his body, wrapped himself in a large cotton-padded jacket and rushed into his home.

Di Xiusuo was sleeping soundly on the ground, and the little wolf also fell asleep.

"Di Xiusuo! Quick! Wake up! Our wolves are going to be snatched away!" Yang Feng shook Di Xiusuo's body vigorously, but this guy slept like a pig, and he didn't wake up!

Yang Feng had no other choice but to put his hand still wet with cold water into Di Xiusuo's clothes.

Di Xiusuo's expression also became exaggerated in an instant, and his facial features were compressed together awkwardly.

"Come on! The wolf we put in the hunting ground was discovered by people from the neighboring village!" Yang Feng said, dragging Di Xiusuo out of the bed.

Di Xiusuo finally came to his senses and fumbled with his clothes from one side in a daze, then pulled his pants over his head.

"I'm really impressed by you! Don't wear anything and hurry up! It's a great way to make money!" Yang Feng was speechless and pushed the door open. A gust of cold wind suddenly rushed in from the door like an evil spirit coming out of its cage.

"Wealth path?! Who dares to cut off our wealth path! Fuck him!"

As soon as he heard the word "wealth path", Di Xiusuo immediately became energetic. He also realized the seriousness of the matter, so he simply threw away the pants in his hand and ran out shirtless.

All he had on his body was a pair of big underpants.

After running out of the courtyard, the two men staggered towards the depths of the wilderness like two lunatics. One of them was naked from the waist up, only covered with a cotton-padded jacket, and the other was wearing only a cotton-padded jacket.

Big pants, running in the wilderness in early winter.

In front of them, there were several light spots faintly emerging from the night fog.

"It's the group in front! They're here to hunt wolves!" Yang Feng shouted, panting, and saw a hay road next to him.

This was probably a road temporarily paved by the villagers for the convenience of going to the market when it rained heavily two days ago, because when it just rained heavily, the entire wasteland was as muddy as a swamp. Although it is extremely inconvenient to walk in the wasteland, as long as it is simple,

By simply paving such a layer of hay road, you can pass people easily.

Wearing worn plastic slippers, Yang Feng's feet hurt on the wasteland, so he ran to the hay road nearby.

Di Xiusuo was still wearing his sneakers that had been covered with a layer of mud. He did not follow Yang Feng in the detour and continued to grit his teeth and go straight to the group of people in front.

But Yang Feng had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly screamed and fell down.

When Di Xiusuo heard the sound, he found that one of Yang Feng's legs was stuck in a man-made hole. There were several stones used for marking next to the hole. However, Yang Feng ran in a hurry and did not notice at all.

Pay attention to what's going on under your feet.

He gritted his teeth and looked down at his feet. The bright red blood reflected in the dim moonlight. The serrated part of the animal trap bit his foot firmly in the middle like an iron mouth.

Di Xiusuo realized something was wrong and ran over to take a look, only to find that Yang Feng had actually stepped on the animal trap planted by the group of people.

Yang Feng cried out in pain. The serrations on the trap almost hurt his feet to the point of exposing the bones. Even if a strong adult male wolf stepped on such a trap, there would be no way out. Its power can be imagined.

Know.

"Damn, these damn things!" Di Xiusuo swore, and bent down to slowly lift Yang Feng's legs together with the animal trap to the ground.

"Leave me alone, go see the wolf quickly..." Yang Feng's face turned pale with pain, and a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead and face.

"What, you've been injured like this by them, why should I care about those wolves?" Di Xiusuo said, sighing, "You grit your teeth, and I'll break this thing apart for you."

After saying that, he put his hand into the gap between the serrations of the bear trap.

Before Yang Feng could speak, Di Xiusuo began to exert force, but the trap hadn't even moved yet, so Yang Feng let out another heartbreaking cry.

The cry was like a sharp knife that stung Di Xiusuo's heart. He knew the power of this kind of bear trap. When he was in Africa, the local people used this kind of bear trap to hunt elephants.

!I didn’t expect that the beasts in the next village would dare to bury this thing on the sidewalk...

"Please... leave me alone, go see the wolf..." Big tears squeezed out from the corners of Yang Feng's eyes. Yang Feng's body curled up into a small ball, slapping in the biting cold wind.

Shivering.

"Can you use your hunting power to heal yourself? If not, I will carry you to the hospital now." Di Xiusuo asked helplessly.

"How can you afford to go to the hospital? If you don't even look at the wolves, you won't even have the money to go to the hospital after those people take away the wolves!" Yang Feng shouted at him hoarsely.

Di Xiusuo's face showed a rare hint of ferocity.

"I'll be back soon!" After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the depths of the wasteland, and soon disappeared from Yang Feng's sight.

At this time, Yang Feng's whole body was shaking uncontrollably like chaff. His injured foot and his whole leg did not dare to move. The hot blood flowed out from the wound, covering the body underneath him.

The piece of hay was stained red.

There was a burst of broken shouting in the night fog ahead, which probably meant that Di Xiusuo had caught up with the group.

At the same time, Yang Feng also felt a faint pain on his head. He moved his hand in the direction of the pain. It was probably because of the craniotomy that his hair had been cut off.

, and there was a scar on the top of his head that was not smooth to the touch. What was even more frightening was that he even touched a thread!

The source of the pain on his head was where the thread was.

A touch of unknown fear then surged into his heart. When he was in the hospital, he just felt that his body was fine, but for such a big thing as a craniotomy, no matter how strong his recovery ability was, how could it be just a mere

How many days will it take to recover?

Out of curiosity, he pulled the thread desperately, and a fatal pain immediately exploded from the top of his head.

His whole body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted. The wire was like a switch. The touch he just made awakened something in his body, the ancient roar that had once appeared in his mind.

The sound sounded again, but this time, the sound came intermittently, like a radio with poor signal.

The roar soon occupied all of Yang Feng's senses. He seemed to have returned to the state he was in before the operation. He could hear nothing except the roar, but in front of his eyes, it was no longer the blood.

The disastrous scene of a river flowing like a smooth surface of water, or a mirror.

He was very blurry in the mirror, and the only thing that was clear was his eyes, which were swaying like red flames like giant red candles.

Yang Feng knew that this was the God of Hunting.

"I'm afraid we won't... meet again in the future." The Huntsman's voice came out intermittently like a poor signal, and the picture in the mirror kept flickering, like a broken TV.

"I know, I saw those things from your memory..." Yang Feng said with a trembling voice. The pain in his feet put him on the verge of coma. He even felt that he might have it at any time.

Maybe he fell asleep, maybe he fell asleep now, otherwise how could he see these things?

"...I am happy to see you promoted to a wolf alone...In the days to come, our wills will be united...Mission..."

The Hunting God's voice was too ethereal, and Yang Feng could understand very few parts. He guessed that the Hunting God was probably praising him for being promoted to wolf level...

And since he had the craniotomy, the specific data of his body could no longer be viewed intuitively, but he could feel it more easily and directly.

A familiar picture then appeared in the mirror in front of him, which was his personal information column, which displayed his level and the specific data representation of his current physical condition.

However, just as Yang Feng finished reading the words "Wolf King", the picture disappeared, along with the mirror image in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a few more words appeared in Yang Feng's brain out of thin air: "Wolf Vision, Hunter, Precision Weakness Strike, Rapid..."

The moment these words were seen by him, his body's ability to perceive the world was further improved, as if a child had grown up in an instant through a time machine. The instant pleasure gained even made him

Yang Feng had forgotten the pain in his feet.

But the numbing feeling on the top of my head still exists.

"One day you will also...become a god. You must remember that we are the Emperor of Assassins. When we return,...we will all be destroyed!"

The roaring sound of the ancient bell of the Hunting God echoed in Yang Feng's ears. Then, he once again felt the biting night wind blowing through the gaps in his cotton-padded jacket. The cold made him think suddenly.

At the same time, his facial features suddenly returned to normal. The cold wind rushed into his nasal cavity with a smell of earth. At the same time, his ears also heard several quarrels coming from far away.
Chapter completed!