Recast youth

Chapter 1854 Meeting in a narrow road

Ye Feng and Wang Xin were eating at the same time.

Northeast JMS Fuyuan County.

Although it is June now, it is summer, but it has already snowed heavily here in Fuyuan County. By night, the ground has been dyed white with snow, and there are thick layers of snow everywhere.

An old Jetta was driving through the snow. The people in the car were none other than Feng Sande and Feng Zheng. After it snowed, they changed the anti-skid tires on the car in the town. After that, the whole day was basically They are all on the road, surrounding the plains, rocky fields, woods and other places on both sides of the Songhua River, observing where there may be sea greens.

That's what the natives call the Gyrfalcon.

There are several cages in the back seat of the car, and in the cages are placed a few pigeons that occasionally coo. These were also bought in the town and used as bait to trap Haidongqing.

"His grandma's, Third Master froze to death."

Feng Sande was sitting in the passenger seat, his seat was pulled down and he was half-lying down. He was wrapped in a military coat and shivering from the cold. He felt like he was turning into an icicle and was cursing.

At this time, he glanced at the car next to him. Feng Zheng, who seemed not to be tired or cold, was in sharp contrast to Feng Sande. Feng Sande was wearing a military coat with his hands in his sleeves.

Feng Zheng was wearing black short-sleeves, with a stern face, and a strong physique faintly visible on his chest. Any married woman would be impressed by Feng Zheng's cold and tough temperament.

Feng Sande just couldn't stand Feng Zheng's coquettish appearance. Before he was with his boss, this bitch used his sultry appearance to hook up with countless married young women, and many even ran away with him with their property.

"Don't you know how cold it is? Why don't you freeze to death, you bitch?"

Feng Sande stared at Feng Zheng for a long time, and finally couldn't help but slap Feng Zheng on the back of his head.

Feng Zheng rarely smiled, and he only smiled when he was around Feng Sande. He didn't mind if the mistress slapped him on the head. Instead, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. While driving, he said: "I can't help it, young people are angry." Wang, it won’t break if it’s frozen.”

At this point, the smile on Feng Zheng's lips became more obvious. He glanced at Feng Sande's belly and said, "Seriously, Third Master, you have to buy some sheep kidneys to replenish your skin. If you are weak, you will be more afraid of the cold."

"Nima!!!"

Feng Sande was furious, and he came up and beat Feng Zheng wildly: "I can't beat you to death if you're so damn angry!"

Feng Zheng was avoiding the fight while driving. Despite this, he was still able to drive smoothly in the snow, and his mood became more and more cheerful. He said: "Third Master, you have to face your own shortcomings. Hitting me will not solve the problem." of."

"Go to your uncle."

Feng Sande's anger rose three feet higher: "You're just a little bird, you know nothing, Master San has a clever trick to defeat the enemy, I can spin the Hot Wheels invincibly, you know nothing!!"

But Feng Sande stopped beating Feng Zheng.

First of all, this bitch is rough-skinned and thick-bodied and is not afraid of being beaten, and he is very tired.

Secondly, he is too mean and deliberately provokes himself. The more he beats him, the more excited he becomes. You must not let him get his way.

But at this moment, Feng Zheng, who had a playful smile on his face, suddenly disappeared. He suddenly stopped the car, and a black shadow suddenly flashed past the lights in front of the car.

It looks like a very large bird.

It should be an eagle or a falcon.

Feng Zheng parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car. The ground was covered with white snow. The moment he got off the car, there were deep footprints on the ground. The heavy snow was still floating above his head in the direction of the cold wind.

Feng Zheng looked at the woods on the roadside and had the urge to follow them.

"Shabi, that's an owl."

Feng Sande got out of the car. Since coming out of Dongzhou, Feng Sande also found a sense of freedom that he had not seen for a long time. He couldn't help scolding Feng Zheng. Falcon never came out at night.

"It's still unclear whether we can find the gyrfalcon this time. I'll go see if I can find the owl's nest first." Feng Zheng's eyes showed eagerness, and then he jumped from the roadside into the snow below, and then slowly walked towards Walking deep into the forest, there are few people around here, there are no villages, no one walks around in the forest at all, and the snow covers up to the ankles.

Feng Sande saw that Feng Zheng was going to find the owl's nest, so he had no choice but to follow him. However, before he left, he took out the car key, and then he peed on the snow on the roadside and made a melted yellow circle. Then he followed it with a flashlight. Feng Zheng chased him in the direction he walked.

However, after walking about 200 meters, Feng Sande saw Feng Zheng's figure in the light of his flashlight. However, Feng Zheng suddenly stopped in front of him for unknown reasons, and his body sank slightly, his eyes fixed on someone in front of him. direction.

"Why don't you leave? Did you find the owl's nest?"

Feng Sande walked over in confusion.

"Don't come here! Get back in the car quickly!"

Feng Zheng, who had been keeping quiet and silent, suddenly said something urgently to Feng Sande without looking back. At this time, he had already taken out a sharp knife in his hand.

Body tense.

Sweating.

Because of the violent mood swings and the rapid secretion of the adrenal glands, even if he was wearing short sleeves, he was still sweating in such a snowy day. His body was tightly stretched and he did not dare to move.

Feng Sande had never seen Feng Zheng use such a tone towards him, nor had he ever seen Feng Zheng, a bitch, so nervous. Driven by his body's instinct, he subconsciously looked with his flashlight in the direction where Feng Zheng was staring. .

At this sight, Feng Sande's heart suddenly contracted.

Under a big tree about 300 meters away from Feng Zheng, a colorful animal slowly stood up from where it was lying on the snow. It didn’t move quickly and made no sound, but the moment it stood up, it was full of emotions that said no. Come out as a deterrent.

The body is very huge.

The apricot-yellow pupils looked here silently, slightly revealing the sharp teeth, and the thick forelimbs were slightly lowered, as if they would pounce at any time with their huge mouth open.

Feng Sande had seen tigers when he traveled around the world, but he never expected to see a tiger here at HLJ. Moreover, the tiger in front of him was much larger than the tigers he had seen before.

Siberian tiger.

And it’s still wild!
Feng Sande suddenly realized that this was HLJ. They were in a location close to Russia, so there were Siberian tigers in this area, but it was useless to wake up.

The tiger is right in front of you.

"Dog, dog thing..."

Under the gaze of the Siberian tiger, Feng Sande felt that his blood was stiff, and he could not even speak a complete sentence. He could only look at Feng Zheng, and Feng Zheng was also nervous.

The pressure is very high.

It wasn't until they met on a narrow road and saw a wild Siberian tiger actually appearing in front of him that Feng Zheng discovered that the tiger was so big and oppressive.

It's as if the person being pressed can't breathe.

"You get back in the car, I'll go back later."

Feng Zheng stared at the tiger not far away, and the knife in his hand was slowly tightening. One man and one tiger were facing each other in the snow. It wasn't that Feng Zheng didn't want to leave, but that he couldn't leave now.

Can't run either.

As long as he turned around and ran, exposing his back, the beast in front of him would most likely rush up to him at an alarming speed and knock him down, then bite his neck and not let go until there was no more sound.

A distance of 200 meters, for the mature Siberian tiger, can be wiped out in an instant. Although Feng Zheng is more confident in his own skills, if he really has to fight to the death with a wild Siberian tiger, he will die. It was most likely him, even if he had a knife in his hand, the result would be the same.

(End of this chapter)