Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 212 Found out?

The little wolf cub stared blankly.

Although it is just a little one that hasn't grown up yet, it has also guessed the final outcome of the wolves.

All the wolves failed to come back, including its father.

No one knew what a brutal battle it was.

The sharp claws tore the fur, the blood gushed, and the wailing resounded through the jungle, the sky was dark...

My heart is indescribably heavy.

After all, I am the one who has been rescued twice by the wolves and the alpha wolf.

The returning wild wolf weakly supported its body, opened its eyes with difficulty, and lay down on the ground, its body cooling down a little.

The little wolf cub howled and hissed frantically, but the seriously injured wild wolf didn't respond at all.

It's dead.

With difficulty, I supported my body and walked up to the little wolf cub.

The little guy looked at me blankly, his big eyes filled with tears of despair.

I held it in my arms, and it limp, as if drained of strength.

The night was dark, and I hugged the little wolf cub, feeling equally dazed and sad.

It's just too late to be sad, I heard a noise in the woods.

The little wolf cub raised his head alertly.

Its nose is a hundred times more sensitive than mine, and it already smells hyenas.

There was unspeakable anger in the big black eyes of the little wolf cub!
But this time, the little guy didn't howl and rush out of my hand, but retracted his head, hiding his hatred.

"Wow..." He pouted his paw and pushed my chest.

I understand what it means.

It makes us hide.

As expected of a child of a golden retriever wolf.

He was able to regain his composure in such a tragic and hopeless situation. If he had the chance to grow up and lead the pack of wolves again, maybe he would become the king of the entire jungle.

I nodded and put it down quickly.

I crawled on the ground with my hands and injured legs, and hid in the crevices of the rocks in the wolf den canyon together with the little wolf cub.

The smell of raw meat and wolf's blood hides our own scent.

Five or six hyenas emerged from the darkness and came near the wolf den.

They should have chased the wounded wolf all the way here.

Seeing that the prey had died near the wolf's den, the tired bodies of the hyenas were excited.

The little wolf cub watched all this in the distance with his eyes open, and I could feel the little guy's body trembling with anger.

But it can hold back.

The hyenas used their fangs and claws without any scruples to eat the corpse of the seriously injured wolf.

The little wolf cub and I just watched those hairless animals wreak havoc in front of our eyes.

The paws of the little wolf cub almost pierced into my flesh because of his excitement.

But we all have to keep silent.

Suddenly, the hyena who was eating the wolf's head seemed to have discovered something.

It raised its head, its cruel beast eyes glowed with greedy yellow light in the dark night, and it just stared straight in our direction.

The rest of its kind seemed to have sensed something and were attracted together.

The little wolf cub and I seem to have been exposed.

The cruel gaze of the hyena seems to lock our position.

I could feel the instinctive tremor of the little wolf cub's petite body.

In this hot and restless night, I can feel a chill rising from my toes to the back of my head.

The hyena walked slowly, approaching step by step.

We've been found out, it's over!
Neither me nor the little wolf cub was a match for a hyena.

What awaits us is the tragic fate of that wild wolf not far away.

We will be disembowelled by these hairless beasts, turned into food in their stomachs, and finally turned into a bubble of excrement that no one cares about, and buried in this wilderness forever.

Cold sweat trickled down my forehead.

Do I want to rush out and have a final fight with these beasts!
My heart beats fast, life and death are between this thought.

Suddenly, the hyena stopped.

It shook its head, but it didn't seem to see anything. Finally, it opened its mouth full of fangs and spitting out fishy wind, and turned its head boredly.

Its companions also turned their heads and gave up looking at the wolf den.

When they left completely, I felt my back was wet with cold sweat.

so close……

I almost jumped out and fought the hyenas to the death.

Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively, otherwise it would really be me courting death.

The little wolf cub's body also relaxed a lot.

If he is really human, then his current mental pressure must be greater than mine.

After all, he experienced the demise of the ethnic group, saw the enemy dismembering his own kind, and was almost discovered.

Such a painful and desperate experience, if it were a human being, I'm afraid it would have collapsed and gone mad...

(End of this chapter)