Chapter 237 Tiger: Never Be a Slave (4)
Chapter 237 Tiger: Never Be a Slave (4)
[Ah~]
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I am redundant.
The two guys in the front had been leaning against each other for a long time, and the cold air around them became as sticky as honey, and no one could get in.
Later, the big brown-haired boy who came running over breathlessly saw this scene, scratched his head and grinned foolishly, and took out his mobile phone to take a few photos.
Finally, he took a picture of me without saying anything - a picture of the cute little tiger with its fur standing on end.
The lens is almost touching the tip of my nose.
Hey, this guy is interesting!
The two tigers licked each other's wounds while pouring out their hearts. Their tongues with dense barbs were often caught by the thick fur. The two tigers often had to turn their heads away to avoid retching...
They were both hungry, and the rumbling of their stomachs was louder than the roar of the helicopter. After all, they had experienced a great battle and had consumed a lot of energy, so they were both starving.
The mother tiger glanced to the side, and the two of them turned around in tacit understanding, dragging up the bear that was so cold that it couldn't even bite it, and all turned back to stare at the only two-legged beast present.
[Hey, Tagore, my brother, you finally remembered me?! I thought you were the kind of person that grandpa said, who would forget his loyalty for the sake of beauty...]
The older boy shrugged. He had been living in the mountains since he was a child and had no fear of tigers at all. He treated them like the boy next door.
He only needed to look at Tagore's eyes to know what he wanted to do.
These days, as a lightly injured patient, he not only has to be an all-round nurse, but also takes on the important role of a cook.
His cooking skills were not very good, but the first roast rabbit he made for Tagore conquered this ferocious beast that ate raw meat and drank blood.
He still remembered that day, this guy had a bloody hole in his abdomen, his mouth was full of roasted rabbit meat, he was chewing it with great pleasure, his face looked comfortable and enjoyable, how could he look like a seriously injured and dying patient?!
One roasted rabbit was far from enough, so he dragged his wounds to go hunting nearby. He roasted six rabbits before Tagore was half full and stopped whining...
The wild beast's body repair ability is indeed extraordinary. Even without the use of any good medicine, it has only been a short time, but Tagore has recovered to the point where he can hunt a giant bear. It's really enviable!
[However, I have only roasted small animals. This big one may not taste good after roasting. Oh, it would be better if I had some wine! This damn weather is so cold that I want to hide in the quilt all the time!!!]
[Ah?]
want to drink?
I have them. I have boxes of vodka, wine, and bland sake stored away. I've kept them for generations and never touched them.
Maybe they have all been turned into aged wine passively? !
What a pity, what a pity, we are not that close yet, so I won’t give you a drink even if I have it.
The big boy quickly stretched out the hand that was still able to move, and greeted the tiger mother with a generous smile.
hi?(.???.)?
[Tagore, this is the wife you've been dreaming of, right? She's so strong and beautiful! Hello, tigress, I'm Tagore's friend, my name is Alexander Arthur! ]
When the tiger mother was praised for being strong, she looked up with pride and had no other reaction.
It rested its head on the tiger father affectionately and rubbed it back and forth, with a tenderness in its eyes that was rare for the tiger cub in the past month.
[Ah~]
Are you under a lot of pressure?! Asa?!
Judging from his annoyed expression, he must be under a lot of pressure... This little foreigner is really good at naming!!!
Alexander couldn't stand the cute look of the little tiger, so he drew his neglected hand in the air a few times and landed on the little tiger's head.
【Hiss~】
I also saw what kind of danger and thrill he and Tiger Dad had experienced a few days ago——
The Siberian wolves that filled the valley closed the circle inch by inch without blinking their green eyes.
There was also the big tiger with scars running down its face that I had seen in the tiger mother's memory, who was dragged behind by the wild wolf half-dead.
After the wolf king clearly expressed his disdain, the wolves rushed over to eat it, but in a moment it was reduced to a skeleton...
There are also professional anal digging experts in the wolf pack who specialize in the lower three routes. They rush to drag, bite and tear, for fear of missing out on the big meal.
That's not a feast at all, it's all shit!
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a
So big shit!!!
Scarface Tiger died, so tragically...
A large number of ants can kill an elephant, and a large number of wolves can devour a tiger alive.
A tiger exhausted after a fight has almost no chance of winning against a pack of wolves that have no moral principles and are fighting each other.
It was precisely because of hunger that the wolves' strength was dispersed internally, and they were ultimately defeated by Alexander who was carrying a shotgun and bayonet.
If you want to survive in this sparsely populated Siberian forest, a good shotgun and bayonet are essential tools.
Alexander felt the little guy shiver and quickly pulled his hand back.
His hands were so cold because he had just left in a hurry and had not worn gloves, they had no warmth left from a living person's hands. They were also swollen like a few broken carrots due to frostbite.
[Ah~]
I am somewhat grateful that there are such human beings who dare to fight alone with dozens of ferocious and vengeful wolves in order to save a seriously injured tiger.
Well, the name Alexander is, ahem, pretty good.
It means brave protector in Russian, and he is indeed a true warrior.
Alexander decided that it would be best to haul the kill back to the cabin and deal with it.
Tagore's wound had opened again. Although it had recovered well when he changed the dressing two days ago, the gauze was now red and black, and he had to remove it and take a closer look.
It is true that it is not easy for bacteria to breed in a world of ice and snow, but the cold air that enters the body is difficult to remove. Tagore will suffer in the future.
On the way back, the tiger father and mother took turns dragging the bear, leaving a thick and long drag trail behind them.
Anyway, there was no hope that the bear's skin would be of any use. It had been badly damaged in the fight. Even if Alexander wanted to peel it off and sew it into a quilt, he could only make it into fishnet stockings, no, a fishnet quilt.
When covered on the body, it looks black with a hint of white, making it unique.
(??????)
Yes, it's what you think...
[Ah~]
Sure enough, as soon as Tiger Dad appeared, Tiger Mom’s postpartum depression was cured without any medication, and it healed naturally.
Hey, the long-lost aura of maternal love is shining on the world again - the tiger mother picked me up by the back of the neck, fearing that I would fall behind and not keep up because of my short legs and my playfulness.
It forgot that the little tiger cub had grown a head and it became heavy, making its teeth ache when it bit it.
Sure enough, the look that Tiger Dad gave Tiger Mom became even softer and full of affection, as sweet as honey.
Well, maybe it’s because Old Man Yue has become very clever. He has seen too many sticky scenes like this in the human world. He is old and afraid of being stimulated, so he slipped away early.
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