"Date! Watch out for wild boars!"
Henry shouted out, as if only then remembering that there were wild animals in this jungle.
The tall, muscular black man named Dett was startled and immediately turned around.
When he got a good look at the wild boar, he realized that its face was shaped like a long, cylindrical funnel.
There is a ring of white markings above its nose, its fur is very light in color, and its skin is rough.
Dete desperately wanted to escape, but it was too late.
The wild boar was lightning fast, like a black streak of light, and slammed straight into his left knee…
"Click!"
A crisp sound, audible only to him, rang out…
Unexpectedly, he didn't fly out of the air. Instead, his left leg was thrown backward by the impact, causing him to lose his balance and fall face down on the ground.
When he came to his senses, he realized that he had completely lost contact with the area below his left knee.
His meniscus was completely shattered by that blow.
Only the left leg remained, trembling incessantly.
Half a second later, an indescribable feeling of pressure shot from my knee to my brain and my whole body.
It felt as if someone was constantly hammering his knees with a chisel.
"ah!!!"
This excruciating pain is so intense that even adrenaline cannot suppress it.
Dete collapsed, clutching his leg and howling loudly, his voice echoing across the vast land.
But the wild boar did not let him go. In the eyes of the raging boar, the battle was not over until the enemy fell down and caused it severe pain.
"Hmph!"
It let out a high-pitched, battle-ready squeal, turned around, and rammed its head into Det's back, causing him to scream again.
What followed was a relentless barrage of impacts, thrashing, and biting. Blood quickly began to flow, darkening his black short-sleeved shirt.
However, this process did not last more than a few seconds.
Henry nocked his arrows and immediately fired one…
"Whoa whoa!!…"
The wild boar let out a squeal as an arrow pierced its belly and exited from its side, its blood flowing out of the wound seemingly endlessly.
Upon feeling the pain, driven by instinct, the wild boar immediately turned and darted into the nearby woods, leaving behind a trail of blood.
Instead of chasing after them, the group quickly ran to Dete's side.
At this moment, Dete's back was wet, and there were obviously many bite wounds.
My knee was red and swollen, as if I had been stung by a swarm of wasps.
He was completely unconscious, his eyes were closed, and it was unclear whether he had fainted or gone into shock.
Everyone felt a chill of fear; Dett weighed nearly 200 pounds.
The wild boar we just saw looked to weigh at most 150 or 160 pounds.
In just a few short seconds, a strong adult was almost killed?
"Henry, what on earth is that pig? Why did it suddenly attack Dett?"
Rexy asked, her face still showing lingering fear…
Henry didn't reply, but quickly checked Dett's injuries.
But soon, his facial features all contorted.
"What a vicious wild boar..."
Is there any hope for Date?
Henry closed his eyes and shook his head slowly and helplessly.
"The injury on my back is okay, it's just a superficial wound, but there's nothing I can do about my leg."
Even if he recovers, he will likely be disabled, because his meniscus was completely shattered and his bones showed signs of deformation, as if they were fractured.
We certainly can't treat him with the herbal medicines we have now, so we can only try to save his life for now.
Artaud, go and get the container of herbs…
"Cough cough cough!..."
Before he could finish speaking, Dete, who had been unconscious, suddenly began to cough violently.
But his eyes remained closed, and each cough was accompanied by a small amount of bleeding.
Henry's expression turned serious, and he abruptly stopped what he was doing.
"Hey Henry! What are you doing? Hurry up and save him!"
Leisi urged anxiously from the side...
"It's no use..."
Henry shook his head with a mixture of helplessness and regret.
"Bleeding from the mouth and nose indicates severe internal organ damage, and there is no hope of recovery."
As he spoke, he reached out and touched Dete's forehead, then kissed him.
"Brother, may God bless you, I will remember you."
Your sacrifice won't be in vain. Soon, I'll send those damned caterpillars to hell with you.
After saying that, his eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Dett's neck, then twisted it violently with both arms...
With a "click," Dete's head lolled to the side, and his twitching stopped.
Everyone was startled and wanted to say something, but no one spoke.
Because they all know that such injuries would make it impossible to survive in the wild.
Henry did this to end Dett's suffering and also to add another 300,000 to the prize pool.
After all, according to the game rules, only 200,000 people who die naturally can be counted.
Although they had some connection with Det, they were also able to discern the situation.
The group immediately dug a hole and buried Det's body.
The death of their companion did not dampen their spirits.
On the contrary, they worked even harder, and the group felt that it was all Ye Feng's fault.
If this person hadn't been carrying a huge sum of money, how could they have come to this terrifying no-man's-land to suffer such torment?
A yellow-skinned pig worth so much money deserves to die.
Perhaps this is just their national character, and the logic of robbery is deeply ingrained in their minds.
Henry stopped working; he was eager to know why the boar only attacked Deit and ignored everyone else.
Most importantly, he was afraid that Ye Feng would discover any clues.
The plan, which has been prepared for so long, must not have any flaws.
Soon, following the trail of wild boar blood, he chased it all the way to the edge of the forest.
Just as they were about to reach the end of the bloodstain, they suddenly heard a series of pig squeals.
"broken!"
This was his first thought.
Wild boars are social animals, and a single wild boar can kill a strong man weighing nearly 200 pounds. Henry doesn't want to become the second Detrick.
Just as he was about to turn and run away, several small figures suddenly sprang out of the bushes a few meters in front of him.
Once he saw it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief and understood why the wild boar had attacked Det.
Because these small figures are wild boar lambs.
Judging from its size, it was probably only recently born.
It was obvious that the pit that Det had dug was not far from the sow's kennel.
Wild boars are naturally territorial, let alone sows that have recently given birth and are still caring for their piglets.
"Ouch! I'm leaking!"
Just then, the seven little pigs bumped into his ankles, still growling and thrashing about.
Although the lamb was small, Henry was still knocked back two steps by the impact, and his ankle ached.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com