Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness - Chapter 197: Poacher

Wind!

No, not the wind!

A tiger!

It was a raging tiger!

The man was bewildered for a moment. An invisible pressure came with Bi Fang’s pounce, causing his heart to tremble and his breath to pause. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

So fast!

The only thought left in the man’s mind was this. Bi Fang’s figure became a blur, his arms indistinguishable. It was due to an even greater speed that made his punches almost invisible!

If this were a knife, it would be the kind that killed people, firm, stern, with a bloody murderous aura. A punch like that would penetrate even a slab of iron.

But the man was no iron slab!

The man didn’t even have time to cry for help before his abdomen received a punch, hitting his nerve plexus with deadly accuracy. The knobby joints of the back of the hand pierced in like the tip of a dagger, and the explosive force burst from the abdomen to the spine, violently churning his intestines, so painful he couldn’t make a sound.

Yet his right hand managed to reach for his waistband, accompanied by the sound of metal friction, and underscoring the metallic luster of bluish steel, a hunting knife was revealed, but before it could be fully drawn, a hand firmly pressed it down.

Bi Fang pushed the knife back into its scabbard, then effortlessly seized the man’s wrist, twisting and pulling it back.

A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed.

The man’s pupils shrank violently, his entire palm now rendered powerless, limply hanging down. He was disarmed with a single move!

The opponent was not just skilled, he was not even human!

The man’s pupils trembled, shaking like sifting powder, as if he had encountered a starving tiger in the woods, understanding his fate in the next few minutes with just one glance.

What kind of… monster is this?

It wasn’t over!

Bi Fang stared coldly at the man.

He had to completely incapacitate his opponent!

He grabbed the man’s wrist and jerked it forward, completely disrupting the man’s balance. As the man tilted forward, Bi Fang stepped forward, his movement fluid like a dragon, and his elbow struck the man’s lower jaw.

Different from the sound of the break before, this blow didn’t make the big bang everyone expected. It was like thunder muffled by a pillow, a deep and suppressed explosion.

The spectators were dumbfounded. The distance was too close, and they couldn’t see the details, only noticing Bi Fang launching an attack, a string of strikes later, the man stood there looking stunned, his jaw hanging open, drooling like his mouth couldn’t close.

They didn’t even understand why Bi Fang had struck, only saw the man come over to greet and then got punched into a fool; it was as if the game had disconnected.

[Damn, what’s Master Fang doing? He suddenly made his move?]

[Is there something wrong with this guy?]

[??? Did I miss something?]

That was too brutal!

Even Legoff, hidden in the bushes, didn’t see clearly. He only saw a shadowy figure emerge in the flickering light, and after a few shakes, both men had gone down the slope together.

Johnny was gripped with anxiety, the sudden silence made him uneasy, and he began to regret this operation, but not wanting to die suddenly, he had no choice but to proceed, not a moment too late.

The longer the night, the more the World Animal Protection Organization got involved. With the blood test issues, they were bound to investigate further, and upon investigation, trouble was sure to arise.

Falsifying reports wasn’t a new thing, as they had done so several times before.

There were two solutions: bribe, and then Johnny would produce a compliant report. Without a bribe, give the animal to Legoff, splitting the profits fifty-fifty.

Accepting bribes was hardly a secret, and Johnny knew he had offended many people. Previously, his father had put pressure on others, but now that the United Nations had arrived, no matter how powerful his father was, he couldn’t affect them. Once the suppression failed, the World Animal Protection people would investigate what happened to the “non-compliant” animals…

Like the unbreakable bond of entwined lotus roots, a whole string of records could be pulled out connectedly.

Moreover, Bi Fang was too hard to find. He passed through only a handful of cities and spent most of his time wandering in the wilderness, where there were few witnesses and even if one saw him, they couldn’t pinpoint his location—it was all just identically looking forests!

The most troublesome issue was the live broadcasting by the opposition. The only option was to ask Legoff to take it down with a single shot.

Seeing Johnny as anxious as a groundhog, Legoff raised his finger to silence him. His initial plan was to have his cohorts relax their guard and stealthily attack without alarming the White-fronted Goose, then to take the goose back after a successful ambush.

The White-fronted Goose, when threatened, would run very fast. It wouldn’t fly but just run, then hide or dive underwater, which would make it all the more trouble to recapture later, for each goose was “Ugly Money”.

Now, it seemed like something unexpected had happened?

“Mmm mmm mmm!”

The man lay on the ground, struggling, but it was futile. Bi Fang’s arms were wrapped around his neck—his left hand gripping the elbow and the wrist, his right hand clenched behind the man’s head, suffocating him tightly.

Naked Choke!

The man’s face turned as red as blood, his blood seeming to surge beneath his skin like a wild beast, wanting to seep out through his pores. Having taken a heavy blow to his jaw nerve, he was already prone to fainting; now, with his carotid artery constricted, his efforts to struggle significantly weakened.

A true Jujutsu master could choke someone unconscious in just a few seconds! To choke someone to death didn’t even require a minute!

Within moments, the man’s arms went completely limp.

Étienne, who was holding down the man’s feet, turned pale as he observed the motionless man, wondering if he was dead.

He didn’t understand why Bi Fang had suddenly struck, but after twenty days together, he had come to trust Bi Fang unconditionally.

Bi Fang was not just satisfying his and his father’s wishes by migrating the geese; he actualy relished it, hoping to rescue an endangered species. Étienne felt that someone who shared his father’s ideals couldn’t be all bad.

Bi Fang lifted the man’s eyelid to ensure he was indeed unconscious before releasing his grip and hastily extinguished the fire.

The sparks flickered out and darkness fell.

Without rope and worrying the man might regain consciousness, Bi Fang simply dislocated the man’s limbs.

In the darkness, the crisp sound of breaking bones kept resounding, making the audience’s hair stand on end. What had the man done to deserve his joints dislocated?

How terrifying…

The audience couldn’t understand why Bi Fang had become so brutal, frightening them into even being afraid to send messages.

From the stranger’s appearance to the sudden attack and strangulation, the whole sequence took less than two minutes, as if he had rehearsed countless times.

What was even more terrifying was that Bi Fang’s expression remained unchanged throughout, like a meticulously planned assassin from a movie!

Bi Fang breathed heavily. The recent outburst was not without cost as it had expended a great deal of his energy. Now that the crisis was temporarily averted, he finally had a chance to explain, “These people are poachers.”

[Poachers!?]

[How come there are poachers? Why poachers? What do we do now?]

[Did that man lie just now?]

“If that man hadn’t missed his shot just now, the drone would have been shot down already. It was deliberate.”

Bi Fang lay on the slope, silently staring at the bushes. His top Special Forces skills and Wilderness Survival Skill had long endowed him with an acute ability to discern sounds, especially the direction of gunshots.

But the audience was still unclear. How did Bi Fang know they were poachers, and is there really a difference between a poacher and a man who said he was out hunting?

“Yes!”

Bi Fang’s pupils burned with substantial flames. He would never forget that scene in his entire life.

When poachers revealed their ominous presence.

That feeling of having a volcano of fury smoldering inside him, where the anger, once ignited, would never extinguish until it incinerated the enemy or consumed himself.