The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 553 Come here, I, An, will bestow upon you a great fortune.
"Hey, you two, come here for a second!"

The little fox secretly glanced at A Qing, who was explaining the reason for her journey to the northern frontier to the viewers in the live stream. An Sheng slid down the horse's leg to the ground, took three steps at a time, and rushed through the wall of people in front of him, reaching the two marmots.

"squeak!?"

Upon seeing a fox peeking out from the crowd, two marmots, belonging to the squirrel family, visibly froze, and one could even vaguely see that they were panicking and sweating profusely.

Although Mr. Fuli drinks iced cola and often goes to Lin Ying's house for meals, the main food of the red fox is all kinds of rodents and birds, or it sneaks into the fields to steal corn and dig up sweet potatoes to fill its stomach.

Foxes are particularly adept at killing rodents; they are even more ruthless than wildcats.

Upon seeing their natural enemy raise its fox paw, almost pinching the top of their heads, the two marmots swallowed hard.

"Come on, everyone, sit down."

An Sheng glanced at A Qing, completely ignoring the bewildered expressions on the faces of the tourists around him, squatted down, and raised his little fox paw to pat the ground in front of him.

Upon hearing this, the two marmots glanced at the burrow, but instead of sitting on the ground, they looked towards the burrow and made a series of "squeak" sounds.

Brother! There's another fat one in here. Why don't you take care of that fat one first? It's plump and more nutritious.

As if sensing their impending doom, the marmots, who had been fighting to the death, suddenly became aggressive guides, pointing out that there was an even fatter one hiding in the marmot burrow.

"Forget about dying, sit down. I'm going to give you all a permanent position. You don't need to understand the concept of a permanent position; in short, you'll have no worries about food and drink."

Following the direction pointed out by the two marmots, An Sheng could vaguely see a pair of bright little eyes inside.

But that thing wasn't a marmot, it was a raccoon dog, the kind mentioned in the saying "birds of a feather flock together".

Raccoons are somewhat similar to raccoons; they live in burrows and are considered peaceful relatives, both belonging to the canid family.

But An Sheng didn't like this cousin very much because the guy was cheeky and, although he was a cave-dwelling animal, he didn't have much talent for digging.

Back when he was still living in the mountains, a raccoon once came to his house.

At that moment, the raccoon stretched out its two hands, grabbed An Sheng's buttocks, and threw him out of the nest, attempting to take over the nest.

An Sheng came to his senses, crawled back into the ancestral home, and kicked the fat raccoon, sending it tumbling down the mountain.

Upon seeing the raccoon in the marmot's den, An Sheng immediately knew what had happened.

Clearly, the raccoon stole the marmot's den, and the marmot that had its den stolen immediately set its sights on its neighbor's house, so the two marmots started pushing and shoving each other here.

"Live in a burrow? Come live in a villa with me!" An Sheng, his face full of black lines, made the two marmots sit down.

They taught them some traditional wrestling moves from the northern regions, using both whimpers and gestures.

In a little while, listen to me and fight as I say, fight like you're doing a live broadcast. I guarantee that you'll be wrestling this month and sumo wrestling in six months.

"You're going to grab its underwear and throw it behind you, understand? But remember to hold back a little."

"You also remember not to resist. Stand on tiptoe and work together with your buddy, roll forward and pounce to subdue it."

"But remember, don't touch those front teeth. We're making TV shows to make money, not risking our lives, understand?"

The little fox patted two marmots and coaxed them into revealing the essence of WWE exhibition matches.

The two marmots seemed to understand, but forced by the tyranny of the fox's natural enemy, they could only grit their teeth and show respect.

"Go back to your original positions. In a moment, when you hear my shout, the classical wrestling match will begin."

The little fox nodded in satisfaction, and under the bewildered gazes of the onlookers, it stopped muttering to itself and quickly returned to the wild horse's forelegs, climbing up its legs.

"Wow! Ah Qing, look! Those two groundhogs seem to be fighting! They're unleashing their ultimate attacks!" The little fox ran up to Ah Qing, letting out a whimper, signaling Ah Qing to quickly switch the view back and stop looking at the grassland.

"Ok?"

Hearing Xiao An's exclamation, A Qing was taken aback and switched the live stream view.

Upon hearing the whimpering of Master Fuli, the two marmots on the field awkwardly clasped hands together, then retreated four or five steps. One of them raised its foot and lightly stomped on the ground, stepping out with the eagle-like steps of a wrestler from the northern frontier.

Another chubby marmot, with stiff steps, charged at its buddy. The marmot that had stayed behind lowered its head, bumped into the attacking marmot with its shoulder, grabbed its belly with both paws, and flung it a meter away with all its might, raising its hands high.

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[Over-the-shoulder throw! The mouse performed an over-the-shoulder throw!]

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It's natural to see fighting techniques in humans, but in these two marmots, we see obvious wrestling moves. Moreover, the marmot that had the upper hand raised its arms high and made a No. 1 gesture with its paws.

This bizarre scene left the viewers in the live stream and the tourists around them speechless.

Even the experienced staff at the scenic area, who had seen all kinds of storms on the grasslands, looked stunned.

The marmot, having fallen to the ground, scrambled to its feet, its face hardening. It pounced forward, delivering a powerful elbow strike. The two marmots began wrestling again. The one that had the upper hand gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, its leg being lifted up in a pincer-like motion by the hamster.

In the end, both marmots were exhausted.

In front of the live stream viewers and tourists, they both fell backward to the ground, panting heavily, their chests heaving, their arms clearly straining as they tried to prop themselves up, their faces showing struggle and a defiant look.

[Hey Tanuki! I'm seeing a tough American guy vibe in these two hamsters! Seriously, isn't anyone going to separate them? They're about to get beaten up!]

"Uh, marmots may carry the plague, so staff don't let people get close." Ah Qing explained when she saw the comments on the public screen, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, the fight between the two marmots was really too brutal.

They fought until they were exhausted, but still refused to give up.

This is probably not a simple food fight.

But what Ah Qing didn't notice was that the little fox standing on her shoulder gave a thumbs up and raised its hand to instruct the mice to act more seriously and use their ultimate move.

The first mouse used a tombstone nail to the other mouse's head, while the second mouse struggled fiercely, but it absolutely shouldn't be driven in, so that the mouse duel would leave a regret, which could be made into a TV series.

The little fox looked excited and pointed around.

Suddenly.

He felt someone tickling his butt. An Sheng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw a woman standing behind him, trying to stand on tiptoe and poking his fox-like butt with her arms.

An Sheng is currently quite high off the ground, sitting on a horse that is more than a meter high, and standing on Ah Qing's shoulders, he leans forward.

"Hey?"

An Sheng let out a confused groan and looked at the woman who had raised her hand to poke her butt.

Girl, if you have something to say, say it. If you don't, you'd better stick your butt out and let An kick you a couple of times.

That poking someone's butt is very impolite!

The woman didn't speak, but instead opened her palm to reveal the national emblem of the Xia Kingdom, which she showed to Master Fuli.

The identification and locator of the security bureau's field personnel. When An Sheng saw the national emblem, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately remembered what the national emblem in front of him was; this woman was a forest ranger.

Master Fuli dropped off Ah Qing's shoulder, sat on the horse's back, and brought his ear close to the woman.

"problem occurs."

"A Siberian tiger entered the country. Tang Lian and his partner went to stop it, but failed. The tiger specifically asked to see Master Fuli and said that if he didn't see him in three hours, he would roast the Daolang sheep and the black rabbit."

The woman succinctly recounted what had happened.

"?"

Upon hearing this, Master Fuli raised a question mark.

No, Brother Dao!
You lost to herbivores before, and now you've lost to carnivores, and you can't even beat me, an omnivore.

Among spirit beasts, you're really close to being at the bottom.

(End of this chapter)