The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

I don't know how much time has passed.

Chen Jun was awakened by waves of excruciating pain, as if he had been run over by a truck. Not only was he in pain, but he also felt weak, sore, and unable to exert any strength.

I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt incredibly heavy, constantly pressing down.

He took a few deep breaths and forced himself to open his eyes, then used both hands to force his eyelids open so he could see his surroundings clearly.

They were currently inside a cave, with a bonfire burning in the center, and the outside was pitch black through the cave entrance.

"By the way, Xing Tian, ​​is he alright?"

Upon thinking of this, Chen Jun became worried. He forced himself to stand up and looked around. About two meters to his left, he saw Xing Tian lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

He was wrapped in many bandages, and it seemed that his wounds had been treated.

Chen Jun looked at his body again and found that he was in even worse condition than Xing Tian. The bandages were wrapped around him three times on the left and three times on the right, almost making him look like a rice dumpling.

"fine."

He wasn't tied up or tortured, and his wounds were even treated, which secretly relieved Chen Jun, at least proving that the other party didn't want him to die.

Chen Jun still vividly remembers the last scene before he fell into a coma.

If the other party really wanted them dead, they could have easily killed them while he was unconscious; there was no need to bring them here.

"However, even if he didn't kill us, judging from their appearance and skills, they are definitely not good people. Fortunately, the two of them are not here; they may have gone out on business. I have to seize this opportunity to escape as soon as possible."

Not wanting to put himself in a passive position, Chen Jun got up and wanted to wake Xing Tian.

He took one step and winced in pain.

During the previous battle, under the stimulation of adrenaline, he didn't feel the injuries from punches and kicks, cuts and stabs from sharp blades, or the gunshot wounds.

Now that my adrenaline has subsided, any movement or stretching is extremely painful.

It's like a wound that's just been stitched up, only to be forcibly torn open again.

"No, this is a rare opportunity, I have to endure the pain."

Chen Jun gritted his teeth and cheered himself up, ignoring the fact that his wound had been torn open and was bleeding, staining the bandage red. He went to Xing Tian's side and pinched his philtrum.

If there is cold water, the effect will be better, but under the current circumstances, the only option is to pinch the philtrum.

Chen Jun used his fingernail to press down on the middle of Xing Tian's upper lip for a few seconds, and Xing Tian reacted, slowly waking up from the stimulation.

The moment Xing Tian opened his eyes, he looked like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.

He rolled over to the right on the spot, scrambled to his feet, and reached for his right waist with his right hand, where he had previously hung his Mitsubishi bayonet.

"Goodness, no wonder he was trained by special forces, his reaction upon waking up is so strong."

Chen Jun was amazed and a little envious. Afraid of alerting anyone who might be outside, he quickly put his index finger to his lips and whispered, "Shh, don't make a sound. We think we've been captured. We don't know where we are yet. We need to find a way to escape."

"Phew~~"

Upon seeing Chen Jun standing before him, Xing Tian, ​​who had been tense, let out a long sigh of relief. Looking around, he asked, "Are these the two guys we fought?"

"Yes, it should be them."

Chen Jun nodded and said, "They're not here. They must have gone out on something, maybe to gather their accomplices. We need to leave quickly."

Without waiting for Xing Tian's reply, Chen Jun tiptoed and carefully reached out of the cave.

Xing Tian didn't say anything more and followed behind Chen Jun.

When he passed by the campfire, he even picked up a stick from the ground and held it in his hand, as if the stick could give him more courage.

It was pitch black outside the cave, so Chen Jun had no choice but to bravely venture out.

As soon as he took a step, he heard a voice above him.

"Children, don't run around so late at night. The forest is very dangerous."

As the butcher's mocking and flippant words came, a huge black shadow rolled down over Chen Jun's head, forcing Chen Jun to quickly dodge to the side.

"Bang!"

Heavy objects slammed to the ground, and withered leaves flew everywhere.

Chen Jun stared intently at the object that had fallen to the ground. It turned out to be a wild boar weighing over 200 pounds, with steam still emanating from the wound on its neck, indicating that it had just been slaughtered.

"Have we been discovered? Let's fight them!"

Seeing that things had been exposed, Xing Tian, ​​who was following behind, grabbed a wooden stick and prepared to fight the other party to the death.

He had only taken two steps when a person appeared behind him like a ghost, and then he felt a chill on his neck as a gleaming machete appeared.

The broad blade carried a pungent, bloody stench that made Xing Tian's hair stand on end.

"Xingtian!"

Seeing that Xing Tian was in danger, Chen Jun was anxious to run to his rescue.

"Child, calm down."

The butcher gripped his neck with his other hand, licked the blade with his tongue, and said coldly with a bloodthirsty and icy look in his eyes, "Now, with just one stroke of my knife, I can sever his throat and cut open his carotid artery."

He would hear a rustling sound, like the wind blowing through a wheat field; that was blood spurting out, spraying two or three meters away, staining everything in sight red.

Your brain will lack oxygen, your vision will go black, your body will weaken rapidly, and then you will die, die forever.

The butcher's description was so realistic, it felt like it was happening right before my eyes.

Chen Jun was genuinely afraid that if the butcher's hand trembled, Xing Tian's life would be over. He hesitated to rush to the rescue, so he had to abruptly stop his charge.

"Gulp~"

Xing Tian swallowed hard. He was also very scared, but he mustered his courage and said, "Don't treat me like a child. If you really wanted to kill us, you wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to bring us here."

With a thud.

Another dark figure jumped down from the cave, and Big Buck's mocking voice rang out: "Butcher, you're scaring the newbie again. Your personality is as wicked as ever. But this time, he won't fall for your trick, haha."

"It's boring, not fun at all."

The butcher's eyes held a mixture of helplessness and excitement as he removed the knife from Xing Tian's neck and slapped the blade against his face: "Well, you've got guts, kid. I like that."

After saying that, the butcher walked over to the wild boar and, together with Big Buck, dismembered it into eight pieces.

The two men's knife skills were clearly exceptional; their skinning, meat-separating, and bone-breaking were precise to the millimeter level, and the entire process was smooth and fluid, like an artistic performance.

"What exactly do these two guys mean?"

Chen Jun and Xing Tian exchanged a glance, frowning as they couldn't understand what the two were doing. They remained silent, waiting for the two to provide an answer.

Less than five minutes.

The butcher and Big Buck then dismembered the wild boar, taking out the tenderest inner and outer tenderloins, as well as the most flavorful meat near the bone, and roasted them by the fire with wooden sticks.