Facing Chen Lang on the left is a fierce-looking strong man.

Chen Lang thought of an excellent adjective that was not too polite.

A tiger's back, a bear's waist, and a mountain pig's face.

In TV series, this kind of character is either a villain or a villain's thug.

At this moment, the strong man is taking a nap with his head down.

Opposite the strong man is a middle-aged man who looks elegant and modest.

This person's face is calm, as if he has something on his mind.

He has a fair complexion and looks like a cultured person.

At this time, the cultural man was holding a piece of paper writing and drawing.

Chen Lang did not act rashly.

After all, he just discovered a new bear trap.

These two people are probably the poachers who set up the bear traps.

I saw that neither of them was viewing electronic devices.

Therefore, Chen Lang is not worried that they will see the live broadcast and discover him.

Chen Lang cautiously approached the camp.

At this distance.

Chen Lang could even hear the rustling sound of intellectuals writing.

......

Three minutes later.

The cultural man who writes and draws stops writing.

He looked at the person opposite.

"Dalong, it's time for us to move on."

The strong man who was called Da Long raised his head in confusion and said: "Hmm? Hmm."

"Are you sleepy?"

The cultural man smiled and said: "If you are too sleepy, just take a rest. There is no rush."

"Heh~~"

Dalong yawned, shook his head and said: "It's better to hurry up. When there was a signal last night, I heard from my family that it has been snowing in Mohe these days, and we will be here soon."

Is it snowing in Mohe?

When the intellectuals heard this, their expressions were not very good.

"Dalong, how long can we stay at most?"

Dalong raised his head and thought for a while: "At most...when the first snow falls, we have to leave."

"It gets cold too early this year. I'm afraid it will snow non-stop by then."

"Is that so... Let's go and look north again."

The cultural man heard this and sighed.

He pointed at the map and said: "A few days ago, other people went back and searched all around the Taoer River, but no trace of the Siberian tiger was found. According to my estimate, the Siberian tiger is probably in this area."

."

"If there is still no trace of the Siberian tiger in this area, we will return and stop looking."

Dalong nodded: "Okay."

Siberian tiger?

Chen Lang frowned.

Listening to the conversation between these two people, they don’t look like poachers.

After Chen Lang hesitated for a moment, he stood up from the bushes.

"Hello."

So.

The two unsuspecting people took a breath.

I saw a living person standing up from the nearby bushes.

The two were stunned for a moment.

Then they exclaimed in unison and leaned back.

"Fuck!"

Dalong is obviously from Lianjiazi.

While he fell backward.

Both hands are supported on the ground, and the waist drives the legs.

Turn backwards and land firmly.

And that cultural person is indeed engaged in culture.

He fell down hard.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What are you holding in your hand?"

After reacting, Dalong quickly walked between Chen Lang and Wen Ren.

He glared, matching his ferocious appearance.

Netizens behind the camera couldn't help but shudder.

Chen Lang put down the animal trap in his hand and spread his hands: "I just found this in the forest. My name is Chen Lang, and I am an outdoor anchor by profession."

"Anchor? What is that?"

Dalong is a little confused, he has never heard of this kind of profession.

But when he saw the animal trap in front of Chen Lang.

Dalong made no secret of his disgust and hostility: "Clamp? Yours?"

"No, I picked this up, right in the woods over there."

Chen Lang pointed in the direction he was walking in.

But Dalong still doesn’t believe it.

At this time, the fallen cultural man finally stood up.

He stared at Chen Lang and looked him up and down for a while.
Chapter completed!