"You can't run away. Get ready to accept legal sanctions!" Chen Muyang chased after him and kicked the muscular man on the back.

Kill him while he's sick!

Chen Muyang pressed him to the ground, punched him twice on the head, and locked the strong man's hands behind his back.

"Brother Yong, help me find some vines to tie him up."

The photographer held the camera in one hand and pulled two bunches of green vines with the other hand and handed them to Chen Muyang.

Chen Muyang raised his hand to take it, and tied up the strong man's hands and feet tightly.

〖It must be said, Brother Yang is quite capable. If it were someone else, they would have given up long ago.〗

"I really want to shoot this poacher. Big Orange is so cute, how dare he pay attention to me!"

〖The photographer is really trying his best. He is still filming at this time.〗

〖Nonsense, if we don’t follow the filming, what are we watching?〗

Look at Daju's hind legs. His injury has relapsed.

The big orange tiger staggered over, followed by its tiger father and mother.

Only then did Chen Muyang notice that Daju's hind legs, which had almost healed, were bleeding again.

"Brother Yong, go get some people to carry this criminal back, and bring the medical kit with you."

"Okay." The cameraman ran away.

After a while, two men came back with medical kits.

"Take him back first, don't let him run away, I'll give Daju some medicine."

Chen Muyang bandaged the big orange dog and carried it to the camp, with the tiger father and tiger mother following him on his left and right.

Everyone in the camp came out, and there were a few more people, including the people led by Wu Bin and the people led by the mayor Zhang Chenggong.