Chapter 128 Treasure Hunt!

   "Dean, will we experience the same adventure as in "Treasure Island" today?"

  On the way to the Hagar Mountains, the little brother Thompson has been very excited.

  Unknown journey and treasure!

   This will be an unforgettable talk for him for years to come!

  Dean held the steering wheel in one hand, held a cigarette in the other, leaned against the wind-blown car window, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a smile, "I don't know, but the unknown is always full of expectations."

  Early nine in the evening.

  The two brothers arrived at the outskirts of the Hagar Mountains on time.

  The moonlight is cold tonight, covered with a layer of light silver gauze in the undulating mountains, wrapped in the sad mountain wind, making people daunted by the giant beast lying in front of them.

  Looking at the mountain, it seems to be stepping into an unknown and dangerous place.

  While timid, it also gives people a kind of stimulation and expectation that cannot be felt in ordinary life.

   At least Thompson did.

  He has a somewhat thin body, holding an M4 provided by Dean, and checking it familiarly, his little feet trembled, causing the repeater at his waist to bounce.

   This guy is very talented in shooting.

   "Wow, Dean, you really let me use this gun?" He looked at the gun professionally and looked excitedly.

  This thing, he has only hit the target, and has never been in actual combat.

   After all, he is only fifteen years old this year.

   "Your profession, let me have enough trust in you, where did you learn to shoot?"

  Thompson put away his gun, laughed and said, "When you were in college, my uncle taught me that a man must learn how to effectively use weapons to protect his family. He also took me to hunt gray wolves."

  Thompson should have been twelve years old when Dean was in college..

   As expected of a cowboy.

  The education method is very hardcore.

  Dean nodded in agreement: "Uncle is right."

  Living in this country, you don’t have to take the initiative to shoot, but if someone threatens the safety of you and your family, you’d better have the ability to kill him.

at this time.

  Aww~

  The miserable howling of wolves echoed in the mountains.

   This is the wolves that come out to forage at night and call for their companions.

  However, the Hagar Mountains are just one of the outer mountains of the Rocky Mountains. There are not many carnivorous beasts, so don't worry too much.

  The two of them brought their weapons, ammunition and tools, hung up strong searchlights, and headed towards the mountain.

  Dean has been here last time, so he is quite familiar with the road.

  It took about an hour.

  A small lake glowing with silver light appeared in front of the two of them.

  Thompson stood panting on the hillside, looked at the scene in the U-shaped valley below, and couldn't help opening his mouth: "It's so beautiful, I seem to have seen the scene in the book where the knight meets the princess."

   "And they go down to the shower together?"

   "Dean, you are so vulgar!"

   Thompson gave Dean a blank look, and couldn't wait to go on, but Dean lifted him up and threw him behind him.

   "Remember, in the wilderness, you must learn to look around."

   "Four weeks?"

   Thompson was amazed by Dean's enormous strength, looked around in a decent way, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

   In the distance, there are small fluorescent green dots shaking.

   This is not a laser pointer, but the reflection of the beast in the night, which is beneficial for them to collect enough information in the dark.

   "Five little wolf cubs." Dean dropped his backpack and squeezed his fists: "It seems that before the treasure hunt, you can still exercise your muscles and bones."

  When I came here a few days ago, there was no sign of gray wolves here.

   It is estimated that when Massa cleaned up those corpses, he left too much smell, which was spread by the surging mountain wind, and finally attracted this group of North American gray wolves.

  North American gray wolves are mostly active in the northern part of North America, near Canada, but there are also a small number of them. With the hunting in recent years, they have migrated and dispersed to the interior of the major mountain ranges in North America.

   There are still a small number that were secretly removed by some animal protection.

   They are cool.

  The surrounding ecological circle has been affected a lot.

   This thing is 1.8 to 2 meters long when it is an adult, and generally weighs 50-80 kg. The largest North American gray wolf can even reach 90 kg. It can be called the largest canine animal in this parallel world.

Thompson looked at Dean, and in a blink of an eye, he had already taken off his pants and shoes, revealing his perfect figure like a sculpture. While envious, he licked his lips: "Dean, don't tell me, you want to fight those things hand-to-hand ?”

"why not?"

  Dean grinned, and while the little brother was looking at the lunatic, he took out a sharp dagger and cut a small cut on his arm.

  The fresh smell of blood blows along the mountain wind to the downwind where the wolves hide, causing their restlessness.

"protect yourself!"

  Dean patted his little brother on the shoulder, and without waiting for him to stop him, like a humanoid cheetah, he took the initiative to rush towards the wolves with exaggerated strides.

   Such a provocation.

   Let this group of wolves, who roam this strange mountain range, get angry!

  Aww~

   Accompanied by a roar from the leader.

  Three huge figures, radiating moonlight, greeted them from three directions at a speed not weaker than that of Dean.

next moment.

  Dean jumped up, facing the bright moon, he knelt down and smashed hard, hitting the wolf head that jumped up together in the front, with a mouth full of ferocious fangs.

this moment.

  Time seems to freeze, turning into a close-up shot full of violent beauty.

   There was a muffled sound.

  Two fangs were flying with blood.

  The giant wolf weighing more than 100 kilograms was like a hollow concrete skull, and hit the ground heavily, whimpering and trying to raise its head, but it couldn't stop the hot blood gushing from its eyes, nose and ears

   Following two twitches, the body became silent.

   was killed by one blow!

   One knee smashed a gray wolf into the air.

Dean didn't even look at it, he backed away with a tiger step, without turning his head, as if he had eyes behind him, with a sharp blast of cold wind on his right elbow, with a destructive force, he bumped into another gray wolf that was rushing towards him. , and at the same time, like a steel whip, his right leg slammed heavily on the head of the last gray wolf, kicking the opponent's body weighing more than one hundred kilograms back into the air, writhing and howling, smashing into a bush.

in a blink.

  Three large gray wolves came from culling, one dead and two seriously injured, the whole army was wiped out!

Cool!

  Dean shook his shoulders and exhaled a big mouthful of white hot air.

   This kind of thrill of fist-to-body fighting is completely unmatched by shooting from a long distance.

  He strode up to the two incapacitated gray wolves, whipped each wolf, and ended their suffering.

  After her father passed away, Sheila was able to bring up four siblings by herself, and her grandfather’s family gave them great help.

   Such a complete fur.

   Just in time for Christmas, I gave it to my grandfather's family as a gift.

   hillside.

  Thompson held an automatic rifle, opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth slightly, and his mind was blank, like a sculpture in the cold wind.

  He knew that his second brother, Dean, was muscular, just like his elder brother, and had been invincible all over the school since he was a child. Even now, there are legends about the two of them in school.

   Caused myself and my sister to be in school, and no one dared to bully them.

   But everything in sight.

   Still beyond Thompson's cognition.

   Less than a minute.

  Three ferocious gray wolves that were a circle bigger than his whole body, like dead dogs, were beaten to death by Dean with his bare hands.

  If you don't see it with your own eyes.

   Thompson must have thought he was dreaming!

  Three gray wolves add up to nearly four hundred catties.

  Dean resisted on his body, tried it, and found that the pressure was not too great and did not affect his actions, so he carried it to an open area.

  The remaining two gray wolves have run away in desperation after the tragic death of their companions.

  This kind of gray wolf pack that appeared in the Western Mountains in an 'unnatural' way is generally small in size, and the loss of three mature members is already a heavy loss for this wolf pack.

   Running away is not surprising.

  Move the lower body bones.

  Dean returned to the little brother refreshed, saw him looking at him stupidly, and smiled while putting on his clothes: "Little brother, the way you look at me is too sensual."

   "Don't bother me watching God, Dean."

Dean was amused, and pinched Thompson's nose: "This is just an unarmed fighting technique. It used to be used to kill people on the battlefield. Now that times have changed, there are very few opportunities to use it. I can only use it to kill a few people." A wolf cub had a good time."

  Thompson sucked his pinched red nose, imitated a strange gesture of clasping fists, and saluted Dean: "Brother, I want to learn!"

"Why?"

"handsome!"

   "Then I will teach you more handsome poses in the future, this is not suitable for you to learn."

  The two brothers came to the quiet lake while chatting and spanking.

  Because of the previous **** incident.

  Dean deliberately chose the direction opposite the lake.

  According to the information on the treasure map:

  【The treasure is located near Hagar Lake in the Hagar Mountains.

   At midnight.

   Standing on the east side of the lake, looking at the bright moon in the lake.

  It will guide you where the treasure is. 】

  Dean glanced at the time on his phone.

  It's only past ten o'clock in the evening.

  He simply took Thompson to deal with the wolf corpse.

   Peeling is not as simple as imagined.

   Fortunately, Thompson knows better than Dean.

  He has a high IQ. Before entering high school, he often hung out with his uncle on the farm and learned a lot.

   Facing **** fur.

  Looking at the thin Thompson, his expression remained unchanged.

  He took out the rope, hung a wolf backwards, and hung it on a stone rock beside him. Then, holding a sharp saber, he cut a small opening along the position of the wolf's backward joint.

  Thompson gently sniffed the faint smell of blood gushing out of the two mouthfuls, and explained to Dean with a flushed face:

"The quality of this wolf fur is mediocre, probably because the temperature here in Los Angeles is not low enough, and I don't have a small brush on hand, otherwise I should brush the small wobbles on the surface of the wolf fur first, but the gray wolf is big enough, so simple treatment is still possible. "

  He first cut a small ring-shaped incision on the wolf's calf joint, then followed the texture of the fur, and cut down to the wolf's chrysanthemum bit by bit, and then pulled the knife in the opposite direction, and cut to the inside of the other hind leg.

   not long.

  On the lower body of this big bad wolf, there are only white and red fat muscles left.

  Dean looked at the excited little brother, touched his chin, and wondered if there was something wrong with his family's blood.

  The little brother seems to be gentle and gentle, weak and deceitful, but when faced with **** things, not only does he not reject them at all, but he seems very devoted.

   Good IQ, clear thinking, miscellaneous knowledge, dark personality

   This is a proper perverted template before blackening.

   It took more than twenty minutes.

  A huge wolf skin that was unfolded enough to completely cover half of an adult was scattered on the rock.

   Thompson wiped the sweat from his head, and said with satisfaction: "The skin on the wolf's head is the most difficult to deal with, but..."

  He paused, and looked at Dean like a pervert: "But the head of this gray wolf has been sunken, so I didn't waste much effort to deal with it."

  Wolf is known as the tofu waist with copper head and iron tail.

  But in front of Dean, the copper head is like a joke.

  Dean didn't care.

   What makes him really strong is his inhuman comprehensive physique, not entirely due to ancient muay thai. For ordinary people, if they don’t have weapons, it’s not bad if they can escape from three gray wolves.

   Crouching next to the white and red wolf carcass.

  Dean licked his lips: "Thompson, there are two left, we will take them back to deal with, there is still nearly an hour, just try a picnic barbecue."

  Thompson's physical strength is average.

  He nodded: "I can barbecue a little, but Dean, are you sure you want to go back to the city with the whole wolf carcass, it may cause trouble."

   "Don't talk nonsense, barbecue!"

  Dean is already picking up dead wood.

  As a five-star police detective in Los Angeles, what happened to killing a few wolf cubs in his spare time?

  Anyway, in front of the police detective.

   No patrolman will ask for trouble.

   One lighted the fire, and the other cut the meat.

   not long.

  The sizzling butter dripped onto the fire, splashing a few wisps of Martian black ash, and the smell of meat gushed out along with the grease, and got into the noses of the two brothers.

  Wolf meat is tough and hard to bite, and the teeth are a bit astringent when biting.

   Thompson stopped after eating a small piece.

Dean's bones were hard and his muscles were strong. When he began to bite the wolf meat, he felt it was very appetizing. With a few bites of meat, he killed a wolf's leg in minutes, and even sucked the fishy-smelling bone marrow. .

  Thompson followed suit, and retched immediately: "Dean, you are like a werewolf now, and you don't dislike this fishy smell at all."

   "Maybe, but it's delicious, and my body tells me they love the marrow."

  Dean lost his bones and ate another five or six catties of wolf meat before he patted his swollen belly and wiped the oil stains on Thompson's body: "The workmanship is good, and I will take you out hunting next time."

   "Unless you teach me the huh huh huh just now", Thompson hilariously imitated Dean's previous appearance, kicking in the air, but almost rushed into the lake with his whole body.

  Dean just wanted to help.

  But I heard Thompson lying on the ground screaming: "Dean, quickly climb down and look at the water!"

  Dean lowered his head and looked at the cold and silvery calm lake, but saw that the brightness of the blurred moonlight increased greatly. With the wind blowing ripples, it turned into an awl, pointing to a small mountain on the north side of the lake!

"Walk!"

  Dean grabbed the searchlight on the side, carried a large bag of ear tools on his back, turned on the searchlight to the maximum power, illuminated the surrounding ten meters, and walked towards the small mountain.

  Thompson also quickly got up from the ground, also carrying a searchlight on his back, carrying his own M4, and followed.

   Soon to see the real treasure!

excited!

  (end of this chapter)