Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

Carrying an arrow powerful enough to knock out a cow with a sedative, he shot it at the tiger with lightning speed.

Under the blazing sun, Lu Weiguo felt as if he had transformed into Hou Yi, the legendary archer.

Let alone a tiger, he could shoot down the sun.

Spirit, strength, everything reached its peak.

With a whoosh, the arrow struck the tiger directly in the eye as it turned around.

A flash of blood appeared, the tiger's huge head swung around, rolled over, and disappeared.

"Holy crap! Awesome!!" Liu Dazhuang shouted, then ran towards Lu Weiguo.

"Wow, Daddy's awesome!" Lu Jiacheng let go of Wangcai's arms, stood up, and used his legs to hold Wangcai, cheering incessantly.

Even Uncle Big Eagle's aftereffects of a cerebral thrombosis disappeared instantly, and he no longer walks his dog.

He leaped three meters: "Awesome, awesome!! That's beyond awesome! This is a tiger! I've never fought a tiger in my life! That brat reserved his tiger penis for me; I'm going to beat ten of them tonight!"

He was drugged and shot in the head with an arrow.

Although he has never actually fought a tiger, he was just bragging before.

But he had never seen any animal that could survive under such conditions.

Only Wangcai didn't lose himself amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Everyone was running towards Lu Weiguo, but it cautiously kept backing away.

He took each step with extreme timidity, and by the end, the hair on his entire body stood on end.

Lu Weiguo turned around and looked at everyone, his gaze naturally falling on Lu Jiacheng.

The father, every time he manifests himself before his children.

What I want to see most is the child's smiling face.

But when they saw the lynx with its fur standing on end and a look of horror on its face...

He felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat poured from his forehead.

"Damn it! Get your guns! Don't come any closer!! The tiger isn't dead! This beast is faking its death!!"

All animals can feign death. Wild boars will sit still in their burrows before dying, waiting for people to approach, and then use their last bit of strength to pierce the person's body with their tusks.

Black bears are masters of feigning death. They lie motionless on the ground, and the moment someone tries to turn them over, they instantly deliver a neck-breaking combo.

Of all the animals Lu Weiguo has hunted, only wolves don't feign death.

Despite everyone saying it's cunning, this thing is actually the most fierce when it dies.

Feigning death is an animal's instinct.

Everyone was so excited about their first tiger hunt that they didn't have time to think.

However, a top-tier hunter like a lynx would never make a mistake.

Perhaps the tiger sensed that these people were close enough, or perhaps it had already adapted to the pain.

Just as Lu Weiguo uttered those words...

The five or six hundred-pound striped tiger was covered in blood, with an arrow stuck in one eye and its other eye gleaming fiercely.

Without even needing to accelerate, its powerful limbs exerted force, instantly reaching a speed of seventy or eighty kilometers per hour.

The tiger seemed to possess the ability to shrink distances, appearing in the blink of an eye across a distance of thirty to fifty meters.

Fortunately, Lu Weiguo reminded us.

Uncle Big Eagle never took his gun off his hand; he raised it and started firing.

However, this old guy seems to usually use big guns, and he subconsciously pulls the bolt.

After realizing he was using a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with ten rounds, he opened fire.

But under the tiger's intimidation, his hands trembled like leaves, and all the bullets flew into the air.

Liu Dazhuang was simple-minded but bold, and he was the first to run to Lu Weiguo's side.

They saw the tiger charging towards them.

That Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which he had practiced for three days, didn't even aim before firing!

Tigers are felines, which are naturally agile and can change their shape while running.

If it hadn't been changed, it would have been fine; with Liu Dazhuang's accuracy, he would never have been able to hit it. But after the change, several bullets hit its legs in succession.

"boil!!!"

The tiger, experiencing pain again, froze, letting out a roar that nearly scared the group out of their wits.

There's a saying in Northeast China that a tiger's roar can drive away evil spirits and frighten souls.

Some people in later generations have said that the tiger's roar is an infrasound that can affect people's minds and has a certain deterrent effect.

Regardless of which version of events is true, the tiger's roar at such close range certainly frightened the group!

Having lived two lives, Lu Weiguo was full of energy and recovered in the blink of an eye.

At this point, it would be too late to remove the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle from its back.

But he could easily take out the bow and arrow from his leg.

This time, he brought two arrows laced with sleeping potion.

It's not that there's no sleeping potion here; although it's the Forestry Bureau, there are still veterinary clinics.

When hauling timber up the mountain, the mountain roads are too rugged for vehicles to navigate, so the best option is still an old ox.

However, this thing is quite complicated to make, as it requires controlling the balance of the arrow fletching.

The amount of sleeping potion was sufficient and should not affect archery.

He drew the bow and nocked the arrow in one swift motion.

What's this about whether a gun or a knife is faster within seven steps?

Whatever he has in his hands, he's fast!

No need to wait until it's a full moon.

Lu Weiguo stared into the tiger's eyes and fired another arrow.

The tiger was only three to five meters away.

The moment it was fired, it pierced the tiger's eye!

"Aww!!!"

This time, the shot hit, and it seems to have triggered a chain reaction.

The tiger's movements slowed considerably, but it still charged towards the group with a roar!

"How the hell aren't they dead?"

Lu Weiguo was truly numb.

If it were a brown bear, it would weigh over a thousand pounds.

The sleeping potion on those two arrows could induce hibernation.

But tigers, their willpower is just too strong!!

At this moment, Liu Dazhuang also realized what was happening.

The magazine was long gone, and the idea of ​​reloading never even crossed this idiot's mind.

He gripped the scalding hot gun barrel with his left hand.

Holding a machete in his right hand, he charged headlong at the tiger!

In ancient times, there was Wu Song who fought a tiger; now, there is Da Zhuang who feeds a tiger!

Lu Weiguo was dumbfounded and almost peed his pants in fright!

That Liu Dazhuang is a complete idiot, he can't even reload, you fucking run away!

Do you usually fight with bears one-on-one? Did you get so bold that you developed a bear's gallbladder?

That's a tiger!

You're so capable on the kang (heated brick bed), but what can you do here?!

The more vigorous the tiger's exercise, the faster the sedative will take effect.

Just as Liu Dazhuang rushed over, a hint of confusion appeared in the tiger's eyes.

What is this thing?

Ele.me delivery?

Automated food delivery to your door.

In that moment of distraction, the slap, which was larger than a human head, slowed down for a second.

Liu Dazhuang actually got close to the tiger.

Despite Liu Dazhuang's great strength, he is nothing compared to a tiger.

The gun butt smashed into the tiger's head, and it didn't even blink.

But the cleaver struck the tiger's eye, where two arrows were still attached, once again.

The tiger, in pain, had been about to grab Liu Dazhuang but couldn't control its strength.

With one slap, Liu Dazhuang was sent flying.

Under immense force, Liu Dazhuang was like Amumu activating his Q skill.

All the bandages on his body came undone.

It flew away in the direction of the bandage.