CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 34: A QIANG, ARE YOU SERIOUS?! (SEEKING CONTINUED READING)

Ansheng encountered wild boars in his past life.

Moreover, those wild boars living in big cities know how to use transportation tools. They often catch the subway during early mornings to snatch breakfast from the early birds.

Ansheng was gobbled up in both Jinling and the Port District.

But back then, wild boars were considered protected animals, and Ansheng couldn’t brazenly carry them back to the hotel for braising in front of everyone; he could only endure silently.

Now, Ansheng holds the title of National Level Two, soaring to great heights!

National Level Two facing unprotected wild boars.

Crushing them comprehensively!

The combat power of National Level Two is beyond the understanding of any wild boar!

Now Ansheng just wants to smash into them, letting those vile wild boars experience the back-push feeling of the fox car.

......

After settling the two dogs, Old Chen loaded some tools and drove towards the foot of the slope mountain.

"Master Fox... It’s already getting late. Why don’t we come back tomorrow morning?"

Looking at the road up the slope mountain and thinking about the wild boars in Skinny Dog Creek, Old Chen, holding an iron fork and a mountain-cutting knife, felt a sense of unease.

Despite being armed, his old bones probably couldn’t withstand a two-hundred-pound boar charging forward.

"Whee!"

Ansheng turned around, looked seriously at the timid Old Chen, and rebutted him sternly.

It’s not like you’re going to wrestle with those pigs; you just need to take me there, that’s it.

If things get really tough...

Ansheng seemed to think of something, and his little fox face showed a ’look what you’ve made me do’ expression.

"Ah? Master Fox, what’s with that expression?" Old Chen looked blankly at Master Fox.

The upcoming event left Old Chen completely stunned.

As they reached the downhill road, Master Fox somehow found a place in the bushes, bringing out a Mauser C96 submachine gun fully loaded with ammunition.

Old Chen’s eyes widened in disbelief, nervously asking:

"Master Fox... did you use to make a living in the Northern underworld?"

There was the fox riding a ship straight from Treasure Island back to Changxi Town.

Now getting hold of a box gun, fully loaded, indeed.

If someone told Chen Fengshui that Master Fox of Changxi Town once led some gang revenges, Old Chen would believe it.

After all... it’s firearms and smuggling.

If Master Fox didn’t roam the underworld, where could he get such things from?

"Whee..."

Ansheng, with a face full of black lines, waved his hand, gesturing Old Chen to keep quiet if he couldn’t speak properly.

What do you mean ’used to be in the Xia North underworld’?

I haven’t done such things, don’t make unfounded accusations against me.

I’m just a fox who eats and puts on weight without a care.

[Successful wish for stealthy crossing has been fulfilled, as the flower-waving youth in the central region of America fires an RPG into the rival gang leader’s car, successfully passing the graduate entrance exam. Internally, he sighs over the strength of the RPG, thanking Mazu and Master Fox for their blessings, which allowed him to succeed in foreign lands....]

[Wish Power +1]

"???"

"I friggin’..."

While on the mountain path towards Skinny Dog Creek, Ansheng suddenly noticed a wish fulfillment notification pop up in his mind. Upon checking it out, the entire fox nearly stumbled down the mountain.

Ansheng remembered that flower-waving youth from Changxi Town for making such an outrageous wish.

Initially, Ansheng thought he was boastfully claiming to dream of crossing over to America for farming.

Unexpectedly, that flower-waving young man did indeed go, and at 6 AM in America, launched an RPG that sent a car flying on the road.

"I..."

Seeing the wish notification, the fox went weak after realizing how terrifying that youth was, seemingly extremely grateful for Ansheng’s blessings, allowing him to pass the exam abroad.

I haven’t been abroad, don’t deceive me! Whose graduate entrance exam needs an RPG?

I beg you to sell the RPG, buy an ROG, and stay in the dorm studying and playing Battlefield, okay?

You call that passing exams?

That’s more like joining a gang!

"Master Fox... what’s wrong?"

Seeing Master Fox’s staggering form and changed expression, Old Chen thought something was happening and kept a keen eye on the surrounding shrubbery.

"Whee..."

Ansheng weakly hinted for Old Chen to ignore it and continue towards Skinny Dog Creek.

If Old Chen knew that such an outstanding youth came from his village...

His expression might turn into a flickering light.

The era of poking the big boss with a dragon-headed stick has passed; now it’s the rocket launcher era.

Don’t thank me! I did nothing!

......

After a forty-minute journey, Ansheng and Old Chen arrived halfway down the hillside, overlooking Skinny Dog Creek.

The man and the fox sat on the steps, looking towards Skinny Dog Creek, without saying a word.

Until, the forest across the mountain stream suddenly showed noticeable movements.

A small wild boar with stripes on its back, looking adorably clumsy, emerged from the forest, lowering its head to drink by the mountain stream.

Then, eight or nine small wild boars ran out from the forest into the mountain stream, making snorting sounds and playing around.

Next, a wild boar, estimated over two meters long and completely black, emerged from the forest.

Along with a second black large wild boar stepping out from the woods.

"Hiss—"

Seeing the wild boars emerging from the forest, Old Chen felt a sudden chill, realizing the situation was dire.

The wild boars that intruded into Skinny Dog Creek were not the lone sow the villagers saw earlier; it was a herd of wild boars!

"Crash!"

Old Chen hadn’t even finished being shocked or considering the potential damage to the tea fields when another disturbance arose within the forest.

Along the dense vegetation of the stream, small trees began collapsing. In the forest, there seemed to be some giant creature emerging.

"Woo—"

The little wild boars that were previously frolicking halted at the forest noise, whimpering and rushing behind their mother, clearing the way to the water source.

"Whoosh—"

A gigantic wild boar, its back covered with black bristles and tusks like crescent blades, with its face full of long hair resembling a mammoth, emerged from the forest with a tuft of blue hair on its head.

Separated by the stream and several hundred meters, both Old Chen and Ansheng could sense the massive body of the wild boar.

Ansheng estimated that, despite excluding the tail, that boar’s length could rival a King Cobra.

Without the tail, its body length was over four meters.

Ansheng looked at Old Chen, slowly signaling with a question mark.

Isn’t that right, buddy? What’s the growth hormone you use for the tea trees here at Skinny Dog Creek?

All the wild boars eating them are mutating into mammoths.

I thought my past life’s radiation tech applied to tea tree improvement was already quite ridiculous and a small-scale operation.

Little did I know, your tea mountain uses even more aggressive stuff!

All the wild boars consuming it grew into mammoths.

"This..."

Old Chen was also terrified as he watched, unable to gain even the slightest sense of security from the box gun he held.

That wild boar’s skeleton seemed capable of supporting its weight, spanning over a thousand pounds. Such a massive wild boar, not to mention the box gun, likely wouldn’t be stopped even by several shots from small power rifles.

If the wild boar charged, it could easily flip trucks on the ground.

Anyone getting grazed by that boar would surely end up bruised, leaving splatters in all four directions.

"Call the police... we must report this, have the Public Security Bureau dispatch special forces." Old Chen trembled, trying to take out his phone to take pictures and report the situation.

"Whee—"

Ansheng solemnly placed a hand on Old Chen’s arm, indicating him to stop messing with his phone and retreat to the side.

That unusual wild boar, after emerging from the forest, didn’t even drink water — instead, it glared menacingly towards the halfway point of the downhill road.

Those eyes....

Ansheng had seen them on the King Cobra.

Those are the eyes of scrutinizing an intruder and a pre-attack warning.

That bizarre wild boar had discovered them!

They can’t finish it off..... It’s impossible to finish it off; even the big pot used to cook regular pigs can’t contain it.