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251 Lost Forest Thirteen

Since he had been unconscious for too long, Principal Wolf couldn't sleep now, so he might as well get out of the tent and breathe some fresh air.

The three of them stayed at the same place for the night. It was by the small river. There, Zimei had already set up a bonfire. Wenwen was sitting next to her quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Why did you come out? Your body is injured! Stop showing off and go back quickly." Zimei said.

"I can't sleep. By the way, is the water monster in the evening dead?" Principal Wolf sat down, leaned next to the two of them, and asked.

"I don't know. Anyway, we didn't see its body. It just dived into deep water and never saw it come out again." Wenwen said with lingering fear.

"It should be dead, but I shot it twice in the mouth, wouldn't it be weird!"

Principal Wolf thought about it, yes, that was a double-barreled shotgun with great power. Although that thing was arrogant, it certainly couldn't withstand such a blow! But the problem is, if there are many such water monsters in the river, and they hold on to the bamboo rafts to find a way out, it doesn't mean they can go there.

suicide?

Faced with such a difficult situation, Zimei said disapprovingly: 'How can it be possible? There can't be so many such water monsters in the river! Even if there are, we have enough bullets! If they come, we will kill them all!"

"Auntie, I'm afraid that your bamboo raft has been overturned before you even shoot. Fortunately, we discovered this problem first. Otherwise, we will definitely become snacks for the water monsters when we get to the river."

"This won't work, that won't work either, so what should we do?"

"Don't worry, there will be a solution!"

"There will be a way, but what about my dad?"

"Don't worry, that Nan He won't be Uncle Yang's opponent, don't worry." Principal Lang could only comfort Zimei like this.

"Yes, Sister Zimei, Uncle Yang is a good martial arts practitioner, so nothing will happen to him. For now, we should still think about how to get out, and then find Uncle Yang." Wenwen also said.

"Right now, this is all we can do. We can't even protect ourselves. How can we save others?" Zimei was very frustrated.


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