Hunters in the hunting season, fishermen in the dolphin hunting season, Etienne flying to Tokyo, Sukeji Morishita arriving in Alaska, Berson walking out of the Taiji Metropolitan Police Department, Jarrett working intensively on the final film.

Everyone is moving towards the goal.

Nuo Da's footprints were in the deep pit of Tuoxing. The footprints were very fresh, so the black bear must be nearby.

Sato's muscles bulged and he ran through the woods with all his strength. He wanted to fight for a breath.

Sato, who is over forty years old, seems to feel the return of the passion of his youth. Even if there is a fire burning in his lungs, he must be the first to win.

Sato jumped onto a boulder and rolled to the ground.

The surrounding leaves were rustling in the breeze.

Bifang let go of his hand, and the scattered black bear hair flew away in the wind. He remembered the smell.

That black bear must be nearby.

"Obviously it's easy to get emotional when it comes to whaling, and we've never been given a solid reason why these species are in any way special."

Morishita Sukeji spoke calmly in the face of the reporter's barbs, and even had time to adjust his tie while walking.

Several reporters trotted nearby, holding up microphones as they ran and asking: "You mean...is this true?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Mr. Morishita, I heard that Japan will restart the Antarctic whaling program this year. Is this true? Your Japanese kill far more than their share of whales every year. Is it really for scientific research? Can you comment?

What’s the explanation for the abundance of whale meat in Japanese supermarkets?”

Morishita Sukeji suddenly stopped and stared at the reporter who asked the question for several seconds before speaking: "I will explain this issue at the conference in a few days."

"I heard that Mr. Richard went to Taiji Town with the intention of exposing the fact that Taiji Town drove away dolphins and slaughtered them. Can you please answer Mr. Morishita, is this statement correct?"

Although a little surprised, Morishita Sukeji has rich experience in dealing with it: "This is completely a crazy expression of animal protectionism, an extremely immoral slander, and a personal attempt to gain attention and gain benefits."

"Does Mr. Morishita mean that Richard deliberately slandered him for money?"

"I didn't say that." Morishita Sukeji shook his head, and then took the initiative to speak without waiting for the reporter to speak, "Okay, I will also explain this kind of issue at the conference. Okay, that's it. If there are any more

Dear reporters, you can wait until the Twenty-Three Good Meetings are held to ask your questions. Now, I’m going to the hotel to rest.”

Morishita Sukeji pushed through the surrounding reporters and entered the hotel.

The reporter wanted to follow, but was stopped by the security guard at the door, and could only watch Morishita's back as he left.

In the dim room, the door lock was slowly locked.

"Let's go."

Richard put on his backpack, looked at Pondy, stopped disturbing Jarrett, and left the house on the creaking ground.

They have to rush to Las Vegas in advance to avoid being unable to catch up when the documentary production is completed.

The club members who were blatantly watching outside the door stared at Richard silently, walked to the alley and dialed the phone, passed through many layers of communication, and finally arrived at the office of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Are you leaving?" Matsumoto Kiyonaga was very surprised.

"Yes, they took a taxi to the airport with their luggage on their backs."

"Where are the rest of them?"

"They are all still there. Only Richard left. It seems that the embassy of the ugly country personally drove to pick him up."

At this moment, Matsumoto Kiyonaga thought a lot about whether to let him leave or not.

"Director, they are coming to the airport!"

"Forget it, let them go."

Matsumoto Kiyoshi let out a long sigh and directly detained him. That was still Taiji Town's matter, but if he detained the person sent by the Ugly Master Hall, it would become an international dispute.

The interests of a regional government cannot be compared with those of Japan as a whole.

After all, Matsumoto Kiyonaga is a director. He knows the importance of things and can make big things into small things. Don't make small things into big things.

If the other party really recorded the video, now that the Internet is so developed, I would not be able to detain it.

In the forest.

Sato lay down in the grass, his chest heaving violently. It had been too long since he had exercised so strenuously. At this time, he was suffering from a lack of oxygen in his brain, and a severe dizziness hit his heart.

But it lived up to expectations. More than thirty meters in front of it, a black bear was resting on the ground, leisurely nibbling on small flowers on the ground.

At this moment, Sato truly felt what aging brought. He gained experience and means, but lost his strong body.

Twenty years ago, he could climb three mountains in one go, but now, climbing half a mountain almost killed him.

Thinking of Bifang who was still weighing on him, Sato once again showed jealousy in his eyes.

If I had the experience I have now and had the body I had when I was twenty, I would not be worse than that young man, maybe even worse.

Unfortunately......

That guy is such a freak!

Sato thought of Bi Fang's youth and skill, and couldn't help but secretly curse, how did this guy do it? If this guy were Japanese, his master would probably praise him as a rare genius that only happens once in a thousand years.

Why.

Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his head, Sato wanted to retreat and lay a trap. He knocked his head on the ground and gasped for air, a burst of retching welling up in his throat.

Too bad, the physical exertion is too much.

At the same time, the black bear who was really nibbling on the flowers suddenly raised his head and looked towards Sato.

Sato's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"run!"

…

"The last one."

Bi Fang scratched his head and looked at the little black bear that was just over one meter in front of him without any fear.

The audience even doubted whether this black bear was Bi Fangzhong.

Now Bi Fang is in first place. There is no need to take risks. As long as he kills one more person and gets even five points, the hope of the remaining people to surpass him will be extremely slim.

The black bear in front of me does not seem to have fully grown up. With this size, it can be regarded as a teenager.

Facing Bifang, who was 1.85 meters tall and physically strong, the black bear kept its hind legs and roared.

Bi Fang tightened his grip on the spear and approached step by step. Just as he was about to take action, wails and screams resounded throughout the forest.

Even the audience was stunned.

The black bear that was finally found was very cunning. Taking advantage of Bi Fang's distraction, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and instantly ran into the jungle. With his small size, he disappeared without a trace in a short time.

【Why does it feel like someone is calling again? 】

[It seemed like it was a human being. He screamed and my hands shook in fear.]

Bi Fang held his breath and concentrated his attention to listen. Not long after, screams and howls of pain were heard again.

The audience was shocked now. What happened?

When Bi Fang followed the sound and found the location of the crime, the smell of blood in the air was so strong that it made him want to vomit.

A huge adult brown bear turned its back to Bifang, lowering its head and tearing at the flesh and blood lying on the ground.

Is it...a human?

The audience thought with trepidation, almost daring not to look, for fear of seeing something anti-human. However, Bi Fang could clearly see that the black bear was not biting a human being, but a twitching sika deer.

Were they not human screams just now?

Bi Fang pondered for a while, but the brown bear over there was still feasting, and the people coming next to him did not affect its good appetite.

But when Bifang stood up, he suddenly found blood foam on a tree branch nearby.

Bi Fang stretched out his hand to measure the height and found it at his waist.

If you look carefully, you will see that there are not only minced meat on it, but also extremely fine fibers.

Apparently it was hung from a human body.

It is certain that someone encountered something here and was scratched by a sharp branch in a panic, leaving deep blood marks.

I just don't know what the situation is.

However, it has come.

Bi Fang squinted his eyes and focused on the brown bear not far away.

The black bear ran away earlier, so I'll sacrifice you to heaven.

The audience watched Bifang bend down, and through the thin shirt, they could clearly feel the bulging back muscles under the clothes.

He was like a tiger, fully prepared before attacking, with his back muscles spread out like a net, binding all the bones in his body.

This familiar figure held a spear across his back, his body pressed against the ground, but his head held high, staring straight ahead.

He is lean and strong, as unshakable as an ancient tree.
To be continued...