Chapter 180 has a bonus.

Sheng Xiping, holding a gun, was on guard duty. Wang Jianshe and Chen Weiguo went to the woods ahead to find the jackal that had just been killed, and then dragged it to a spot.

Four jackals had just been killed, and another one, though seriously wounded, was still alive when Chen Weiguo finished it off with a shot.

Upon closer inspection, everyone discovered that most of the dead jackals had scars on their heads and faces, clearly indicating that they had been frequently injured by prey in fights.

This type of jackal is the lowest-ranking jackal in the pack, specializing in hard labor.

Most of the time, when a battle breaks out, the Bitter Jackal is always the first to rush in as a suicide squad and take the fall.

If I survive this battle, I'll be the first to charge in next time.

Sheng Xiping explained the habits of jackals to Wang Jianshe and the others, and Wang Jianshe and Chen Weiguo were deeply moved.

I never imagined that such inequality existed in the animal kingdom.

And so, the three men, dragging five jackals and leading the sheep, laboriously returned to the farm.

It was already past 8:30 when they returned to the farm. Wang Jiachuan, Lao Hu, and others were anxiously waiting at the farm.

When they saw Sheng Xiping and the other two dragging and pulling them back, seemingly carrying something, Zhang Zhijun and the others quickly came out to greet them.

"Oh my, so this is a jackal? So this is what a jackal looks like. No wonder they say it looks like a large fox, it does have that resemblance."

Gao Haining sighed after seeing the dead jackals.

The jackal is a mysterious wild beast that very few people, even those living in the forest, have ever seen.

Wang Jiachuan and Lao Hu heard the commotion and came over out of curiosity.

The jackal is about the size of a hunting dog, less than a meter long, nearly half a meter tall at the shoulder, and weighs about forty kilograms.

It has a broad head, a flat forehead, a short snout, short and round ears, and a prominent frontal bone.

Unlike other canines, jackals have a somewhat sunken forehead.

The jackal has short limbs, a thick tail, and thick, coarse, fluffy, and drooping fur, which is reddish-brown all over.

Their tails are quite unique, somewhat resembling large paintbrush tips.

It's no wonder Wang Jianshe and his group mistook the jackal for a big fox; it does look somewhat similar.

"Xiping, that's impressive! You killed five jackals in one go. You've got potential, young man. Well done, good job!"

When Wang Jiachuan saw the five jackals on the ground, he felt that most of his anger had been vented.

"Go back to the farm's finance office to collect your bonus. We'll calculate it based on the number of jackals you kill; twenty yuan per jackal."

Wang Jiachuan waved his hand and set the amount of the prize money.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Sheng Xiping smiled as soon as he heard that.

"Um, Uncle Wang, Uncle Hu, we need to go home first and bring out my two dogs."

"While most of the jackals are dead and their fighting strength is weakened, kill as many as possible to avoid future trouble."

Unlike other wild animals, with so many dead or wounded, the jackals will surely hide far away and never come back.

Jackals are extremely vengeful; even if only one remains, it will seek revenge whenever it gets the chance.

Therefore, to deal with this kind of beast, we must eliminate it completely.

"Okay, okay, then go ahead. I wish you all the best."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiachuan was quite pleased and quickly waved his hand, telling Sheng Xiping and the others to do what they needed to do, and that he would absolutely not interfere.

Jackals are rare, and nobody knows whether their meat is edible.

Furthermore, we must hurry up and get to the important matter at hand. We don't have time to worry about the jackals' corpses. Whether they're gutted or not doesn't matter. The important thing is to find the remaining jackals.

The workers at the farm have arrived, and the jackals certainly wouldn't dare enter the village in broad daylight.

So Sheng Xiping had Gao Haining and Zhang Zhijun bring guns and come along.

After leaving the farm, the group first went back to the Sheng family to bring out Erlang Shen and General Hei, and then went into the woods behind the farm.

As soon as they entered the woods, Erlang Shen made a sound. Sheng Xiping quickly untied the rope, and Erlang Shen leaped out.

As soon as Erlang Shen ran away, General Hei followed suit, but they ran in a different direction than the retreating jackals.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Xiping quickly followed, running for about three or four miles, when Erlang Shen called out again.

But it didn't bark fiercely; its voice sounded a bit strange.

General Hei trotted back and led the way for Sheng Xiping and the others.

When Sheng Xiping and the others got closer, they realized that what Erlang Shen and the others had discovered was the spies jackal from the previous night.

The guy still had the knife Sheng Xi usually used stuck in his stomach, and there was a gunshot wound on his buttocks, which must have been shot by Sheng Xi with a level shot.

The jackal was stabbed in the stomach by a knife thrown by Sheng Xiping at the farm, presumably damaging its internal organs.

He was shot again after that. He was probably in a hurry to escape and did his best, but the more intense the movement, the faster the wound bled.

When he finally collapsed from exhaustion, he couldn't get up at all.

Overnight, all the blood had drained away, and the body was frozen solid.

"Xiping, this is your knife. This cut went quite deep."

The knife was plunged so deep that only the hilt was sticking out.

Gao Haining stepped forward and, with considerable effort, pulled the knife from the jackal's corpse and handed it to Sheng Xiping.

Sheng Xiping casually took the knife, tucked it into his trouser leg, and then called out to Erlang Shen and General Hei.

"Erlang Shen, let's go. This isn't what we're looking for."

Erlang Shen and General Hei were still sniffing around the jackal, but the jackal was frozen solid and they couldn't bite it even if they wanted to.

As soon as Sheng Xiping called them, the two dogs wagged their tails and rushed over.

"Erlang Shen, well done, keep it up, let's go find that guy's kind again."

Sheng Xiping reached out and patted the dog's head, and Erlang Shen's tail wagged even more enthusiastically.

The dead jackals were moved aside first; there was no time to send them to the farm right now.

Sheng Xiping, along with his brothers and two dogs, took a shortcut to the place where they had fought the jackals that morning.

The scent of those jackals lingered here. As soon as Erlang Shen arrived, his eyes changed, and he shouted as he chased after the retreating jackals.

The dog ran ahead, barking as it went, while Sheng Xiping and the others, carrying guns, chased after it for five or six miles.

Sheng Xiping and the others kept chasing after them, but as they chased, the dog, which had been barking the whole time, suddenly stopped.

"Something's not right ahead, let's go."

After Erlang Shen entered the mountain and began to shout, he would run and shout at the same time, and he would shout even more fiercely after spotting prey.

If Erlang Shen stops shouting, it's very likely that he's encountered danger.

Jackals always fight in packs. There were only six or seven jackals left from the previous pack. Sheng Xiping was afraid that his two dogs wouldn't be a match for a pack of jackals.

The group of people took off running, crossed a small, gentle ridge, and saw a pack of jackals a few hundred meters below.

There were about seven or eight of them, and they had already surrounded Erlang Shen and the Black General.

Strangely, Erlang Shen and the Black General only confronted the jackals without barking.

"What's going on? Why isn't the dog barking?"

"Xiping, your two dogs are pretty fierce, why are they so scared of a jackal?"

Wang Jianshe looked at the scene before him and found it strange.