usatvline Chapter 103 Tiger Descending the Mountain
Chapter 103 Tiger Descending the Mountain
After walking about five miles along the mountain path, Cheng Feng stopped.
He raised his hand to signal the people behind him to be quiet, then turned his head to listen.
A moment later, Cheng Feng frowned and said, "There's some noise ahead. Everyone, go check it out quietly."
After hearing this, everyone gripped their submachine guns tightly and then, led by Cheng Feng, cautiously walked forward.
A breeze rustled through the woods, making the leaves and branches whisper and drown out the sound of their footsteps.
After walking about a hundred meters, Cheng Feng raised his hand, clenched his fist, and squatted down.
The people behind him also squatted down on the spot, and not a single person made a sound.
At this moment, in Cheng Feng's eyes, the mountain road ahead had turned into a wide dirt road.
A green Jeep was parked there, and through the windows you could see several pale-faced people inside.
They looked around in panic, as if they were afraid of something.
Under Cheng Feng's gaze, a lithe figure leaped out of the darkness.
This is a huge Siberian tiger.
It has a large, round head with black markings on its forehead, resembling the Chinese character "王" (king).
Height exceeded one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).
Its limbs are thick and strong, and its huge claws can perfectly cover an adult's face.
As it ran, its golden fur rippled with its muscles, and its black stripes flowed like shadows.
It is a highly threatening natural camouflage in the darkness.
In the blink of an eye, the Siberian tiger pounced on the side of the jeep, its paw, bigger than a human head, slamming onto the door with a bang.
The car door immediately caved in, and the glass in the car window shattered.
The person inside the car seemed to be provoked and immediately pulled out a pistol from his pocket, randomly pulling the trigger towards the window.
The tiger had already run back into the forest, seemingly frightened away by the gunshot.
The place where Cheng Feng and his group were hiding was not far from the jeep, so what happened was clearly visible.
"Should we take a detour?"
Chen Wenjin leaned close to Cheng Feng's ear and whispered a question.
Cheng Feng shook his head.
"Don't move yet, the tiger hasn't gone far, it's still watching the people in the car."
Chen Wenjin nodded. If they acted rashly now, they could easily be mistaken for enemies by the tiger lurking in the shadows.
In that case, it won't just be the people in the car who suffer.
A few minutes later, three men got out of the car, holding guns and looking around with pale faces.
"Get the car fixed as soon as possible. That big claw won't let it go. If we delay any longer, none of us will escape!"
One of them had a Northeastern accent, and his voice trembled as he spoke, indicating he was quite frightened.
"Those bastards in the second team messed up and made us take the blame, forcing me to fire my gun."
The second person, though full of complaints, deftly opened the hood and began checking for problems.
The other two men stood guard on either side of him with pistols to prevent him from being ambushed.
But tigers are far more intelligent than they imagined.
In Cheng Feng's and others' eyes, the Siberian tiger rushed out from behind the car and then suddenly leaped onto the roof.
A tiger's roar that echoed through the mountains terrified the three men, causing their bodies to stiffen momentarily.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the tiger leaped down, like a golden lightning bolt piercing the void.
Its body stretched to its limit in an instant, and its huge, sharp tiger claws slammed heavily onto the head of a man holding a gun.
With a snap, the man fell asleep immediately, seemingly beyond saving.
The other man fell to the ground, his legs spread apart, and frantically raised his pistol.
But it was too late. Before he could pull the trigger, the massive tiger's body pinned him down.
Then the tiger lowered its head and bit his neck, silencing the scream that was about to escape his lips.
The mechanic was clearly much more composed; he turned around and opened the car door to hide inside while the tiger was attacking the two men.
After confirming that the person beneath him had stopped breathing, the tiger got up and looked at the jeep.
Then it turned its head to look in the direction where Cheng Feng and the others were hiding.
Upon seeing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
"It found us!"
Chen Wenjin raised the muzzle of his gun and said in a solemn, low voice.
Cheng Feng remained calm, believing that even without animal affection, the tiger posed little threat to them.
"Don't act rashly; it's not targeting us."
Just as Cheng Feng said, the tiger only glanced at them, then turned around and walked around the jeep once.
It emitted a low rumble throughout, like a high-powered engine.
"What on earth did these people do to this tiger? Why does it hate it so much?!"
Chen Wenjin asked, puzzled.
Cheng Feng was also curious. Judging from the conversation between the three of them, it seemed that their accomplice had provoked the tiger.
They were here to take over from the previous team, but Tiger seemed to recognize them as part of the group and kept a close eye on them.
"Should we take this opportunity to leave? Once Tiger has dealt with the man in the car, it'll probably be our turn!"
Huo Ling leaned forward and said cautiously.
Cheng Feng shook his head and was about to answer when he heard gunshots from the other side.
The bullet grazed the car window and struck the tiger as it tried to pry open the car door.
The tiger couldn't dodge in time, and a bloody hole the size of a thumb was left on its thick arm.
But this also greatly increased the tiger's ferocity. It roared and then frantically tore at the car door with its claws.
The crackling sound was like a death knell for the people inside the car.
He let out desperate screams, trying to scare the tiger outside the car, but to no avail.
Until with a loud bang, the car door was ripped off by the tiger's claws.
Without hesitation, the tiger rushed into the car. After a series of tearing and gnawing sounds, the shaking car returned to calm.
"You all stay here, I'm going to deal with this tiger."
As he spoke, Cheng Feng stood up and walked towards the jeep.
Perhaps sensing Cheng Feng's approach, Tiger jumped out of the car, its tiger eyes fixed on the approaching Cheng Feng.
Blood dripped slowly down its whiskers, giving it a menacing appearance.
"Don't be nervous, I mean you no harm!"
As they approached, Cheng Feng slowed his pace, his voice even softer than when he was in bed with Chen Wenjin.
Cheng Feng's words seemed to have an effect; the tiger's tense muscles gradually relaxed, and its head slowly lifted up.
Seeing this, the highly skilled and daring Cheng Feng stepped towards the tiger.
The people behind him watched in terror, fearing that the tiger would suddenly pounce on the unsuspecting Cheng Feng at any moment.
But the fact is that Cheng Feng safely reached the tiger's side.
He raised his hand and touched the tiger's head. The texture wasn't very good; the fur of a wild Siberian tiger wasn't soft.
Snoring snoring...
The tiger thoroughly enjoyed Cheng Feng's caresses, slowly lying down and turning its head to lick the wound on its arm.
"Let me see how serious the wound is."
Cheng Feng squatted down, moved the tiger's large head aside, and carefully examined the tiger's wounds.
They discovered that the bullet had not penetrated the tiger's body and was still lodged in its muscle.
Cheng Feng thought for a moment and said, "I'll help you dig the bullet out. It might hurt a little, but bear with it."
The tiger let out a low growl, then tilted its head and lay down on the ground.
Upon seeing this, Cheng Feng was impressed by the powerful affinity between animals, and then drew his Fish Intestine Sword.