"Hold them off for me for a bit, I'll be done soon!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu immediately stepped in front of Ye Feng, one after the other.
As the horde of mandrills hurtled towards them, their hearts nearly leaped out of their throats.
They know kung fu, but they use it on people.
It would be a lie to say that you're not afraid of such a large number of ferocious beasts.
"Damn it! Let's go!"
"ah!"
The two roared at the same time and took a step forward at lightning speed.
Two mandrills were already in front of him, their mouths wide open.
Having previously dealt with mandrills, the two were well aware of the beast's attack patterns.
The usual strategy is to surround the opponent and then have the strongest and most aggressive monkeys harass them.
Once the target is exhausted, swarm it and kill it.
Therefore, neither of them intended to passively take a beating.
At that moment, a mandrill suddenly attacked Tang Weiwei from his left rear, trying to grab his leg.
This is a trick that all monkeys know: scratching...
Don't underestimate this attack method. In China alone, there are more than 5,000 cases of people being scratched by monkeys every year.
Moreover, most of them are small monkeys such as macaques and Tibetan macaques, which are far inferior to the wild mandrill.
"ah!"
Tang Weiwei suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left calf, but he wasn't too alarmed.
He knew that the more afraid he was of this beast, the more outrageous it would become.
He forcefully pulled his left leg forward, instantly grabbed the mandrill's right arm with his left hand, and immediately stabbed out with his right hand.
"Gah!..."
A loud, piercing bark rang out, and the knife plunged directly into its eyeball.
The mandrill lay on the ground screaming and rolling around, and soon lost its life.
Meanwhile, Zhan Pengwu's butterfly knife wasn't idle either...
Faced with the mandrills around him constantly trying to pull down his pants, he didn't hesitate to wield his two swords, cutting quite a few monkeys in the process.
For a time, the two were evenly matched with the group of mandrills, and even found themselves in a stalemate.
More than thirty mandrills with faces like demons were all circling around the three of them.
"Gaga! Awooo!..."
Two distinct, angry roars echoed through the woods at the foot of the mountain.
They arched their noses, bared their canines, and the entire group was full of fighting spirit, showing no sign of retreating.
Just then, a series of roars gradually rose from the hillside…
More and more mandrills are arriving in droves; clearly, the mandrills here have already sent out a signal.
They now completely regard Ye Feng and his companions as mysterious creatures trying to invade their territory.
Almost everywhere they looked, they could see the shadows of adult mandrills.
They swarmed across the mountains and fields, roaring wildly as they charged toward the group, kicking up clouds of dust as high as a person.
The scene was incredibly oppressive, much like the monkeys in Journey to the West clamoring for the heavenly soldiers and generals.
Roughly estimated, there are at least 300 of them here, and it's unknown whether the mandrill herd on the other side of the mountain is heading this way.
Fighting such a large group of mandrills, probably no creature could last even ten seconds.
Tang Weiwei shouted urgently as she brandished her knife:
"Ye Feng! Stop fucking pretending! We're going to die here!"
"Good heavens! There are even more monkeys than last time! Can they run away?!"
Zhan Pengwu was so anxious that he even blurted out his Henan dialect.
But no sooner had the two finished speaking than Ye Feng had already slung his bag over his shoulder.
He also understood how terrifying the crisis was; if they didn't run, they would surely become the mountain demons' lunch.
"Go! We'll be safe after running 100 meters! Don't worry about what's behind us, just charge straight out from the front!"
He drew his Nepalese knife, and the three of them instantly stood in a row, brandishing their knives and charging back the way they had come.
Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu were in charge of the two sides, while Ye Feng stood in the middle.
They didn't care how many mandrills were ahead of them; they just gritted their teeth and hacked their way through.
There was no other way; if we didn't leave, we would die.
If they wait for the mandrills coming down from the mountain to surround them, it will be too late.
"ah!……"
Faced with a life-or-death crisis, the three men's adrenaline surged, impacting every organ in their bodies.
They roared angrily in unison, and ignoring the pain, they cut down five or six mandrills that were blocking their way.
In the end, they managed to fight their way out...
They exerted all their strength and ran forward at their fastest speed ever.
Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu were fine; they didn't have much in their backpacks when they came out.
In addition, martial arts practitioners are naturally agile, so they quickly ran to the front.
But Ye Feng's bag weighed at least 130 pounds, and he originally thought that if the plan went smoothly, he could catch seven or eight to take back.
There are only four of them in total, and even with adrenaline, he can't run very fast.
Tang Weiwei and her companion ran for a while before realizing that Ye Feng was gone.
Looking back, he saw a mandrill already rummaging through Ye Feng's backpack.
Meanwhile, the mountain demons on the mountain all came down and rushed towards this direction.
"Brother Wei, what do we do?"
Tang Weiwei was panting heavily, clutching her hair and gritting her teeth, her expression a mixture of anger and helplessness.
He immediately stomped his foot...
"That damn brat! If he fails to poison these mountain demons this time, I'll skin him alive!"
After saying that, he reluctantly ran back, and Zhan Pengwu quickly followed.
At this moment, an adult mandrill was perched on Ye Feng's backpack. Judging from its size, it was even larger than the two that had been flipped over earlier.
It immediately crawled onto Ye Feng's back, and instantly opened its mouth wide. Ye Feng could even smell the stench coming from the mandrill's mouth.
The sharp canine teeth went straight for Ye Feng's neck. If it bit down hard, he would surely die.
He was naturally aware of this outcome, but he couldn't stop now, or even more mountain demons would attack him en masse.
In desperation, he could only stretch out his left hand to shield his neck.
Losing a hand is clearly a better deal than losing your life and being eaten.
But at that moment, Zhan Pengwu in front of him suddenly threw a butterfly knife at him.
The blade arrived in the blink of an eye, piercing the mandrill's throat perfectly.
Then, Zhan Pengwu ran forward, grabbed the handle of the butterfly knife, and with a forceful flick, threw the still-not-quite-dead mandrill down.
Ye Feng was immediately startled, and a touch of emotion welled up in his heart.
He really didn't expect that these two would actually come back to help him.
Thank you.
Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu did not reply, or perhaps they didn't have time to reply at all.
They each freed one hand and lifted the backpacks from either side of Ye Feng.
With someone to share the weight with, Ye Feng immediately felt much more relaxed.
The three of them ran forward side by side, with the horde of mandrills baring their teeth and chasing after them relentlessly.
But with the help of Tang Weiwei and the other person, they never climbed onto the backs of the group again.
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