"Old sir, it's okay. I'm also a person who likes to joke. Now that our hunting dog is back, we should leave this ghost place. But, for some reason, it came back alone. So where did Uncle Yang go?
"After Principal Wolf finished this, he squatted down and kept asking Black Tiger.
Black Tiger couldn't speak, he could only growl at Principal Wolf.
"How about we follow the black tiger, it must know Uncle Yang's whereabouts..." Wenwen said.
"I think it's okay, but we have to go back to the tunnel. What should we do if there are so many wild wolves in the tunnel?" Principal Wolf paused for a moment, and before the old man could speak, he smiled and said: "Hey, I almost forgot, old man
Sir, don't you have submachine guns? Plus our two guns, with this firepower, it's okay, we rush over, Zimei, we can go out, those wild wolves, we don't have to be afraid of them anymore!"
After hearing this, Zimei could not help but be overjoyed. She kept nodding her head and said, "Yes, yes, yes, when can we set off? I want to find my dad as soon as possible!"
After hearing this, Principal Wolf turned to the old man and said, "Old sir, when should we set off?"
At this time, the old man's face was a little uncertain, but one thing, Principal Wolf could tell, he looked embarrassed. He thought for a moment and said: "My companions and I are in an emergency and must leave the mountain as soon as possible. As for this girl
As for my father, I think this is it, we spend half a day looking for him, and if we can’t find him, we go out, okay?"
"No! Half a day is enough, at least two days!" Zimei said.
"Two days?" The old man smiled and said, "Little girl, we don't have time to accompany you to find your father. Let's just take one day. Otherwise, don't say that we are unjust and leave you in this ravine."
"Okay, okay, just one day at a time... The problem is, it's almost five o'clock now, it will get dark soon, and if we want to leave, we have to leave tomorrow. Besides, what we have to do now is to get rid of the wild wolves on the other side of the tunnel first.
Drive away, otherwise, we will be stuck here forever!" Principal Wolf said
Principal Wolf's words made the old man frown.
He asked: "Principal Wolf, when you came here, how many wild wolves did you see?"
"A few hundred."
"Hundreds of them?!"
"That's right, there may be more if you include those you haven't seen."
"Are you sure?"
"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to look at the entrance of the tunnel over there. There are many of them! Otherwise, we have two guns and are still blocked here?"
The old man didn't say anything and said for a long time: "In that case, Principal Wolf is right. It's getting late now and it's not safe to walk at night. Let's wait until tomorrow."
"Then who will be on duty tonight? We don't have any weapons in our hands." Principal Wolf spread his hands and said.
"Don't worry, we will do the guarding work. You just need to have a good rest..."
Although the old man's words sounded nice, Principal Wolf was thinking: How should we sleep tonight? What will the three of us eat tonight? Wolf meat?
Night came on time. The two men were responsible for guarding the entrance of the tunnel to prevent wild wolves from coming out. Principal Wolf originally wanted them to guard the barrier wall, but after thinking about it, he thought it was better not to say anything.
Beside the campfire, three people, Triangle Eyes and Principal Wolf, were sitting. The old man didn't know what was going on, but as soon as it got dark, he got into the tent and fell asleep alone.
Zimei's teeth clenched again.
It's not just nature, it's something else. Although Principal Wolf and Triangle Eye were talking and laughing, the injured black tiger was staring at Triangle Eye warily. It seemed to know that this thing was not a good bird.