The bearded man showed a cruel smile, not worried that the monkey would escape.

"This macaque is a bit spiritual, but the beast is just a beast. Its brain is too stupid. It has suffered such severe injuries. The faster it runs, the more blood it will shed. We will follow the blood stains and slowly look for it. After all, it is the meat on our brothers' chopping board!"

The man with a mustache among the three was holding a bloody leaf in his hand and smelling it on his nose, slowly walking in the woods, looking as if he was sure to win.

"That's right, but the third brothers have been wandering around the mountains for so long. God opened his eyes and didn't let us go. When we met this monkey with only spirituality, in addition to the most precious muscles, bones, skin and flesh, its internal organs and blood can be sold at a very high price. However, the dead and the alive are also two prices. It has left so much blood. If it dies before we ship it out of the mountain, it will lose a lot of money. Let's do our best to fight quickly!"

The big man with a bearded face seemed to be the leader of the three, and he smiled beautifully and said to the man with a beard.

"Well, the shotguns and bullets in our hands have been fired. They are also a fire stick in our hands, which also hinders our actions. So I just threw it away. When our brothers have money, they will exchange for a batch of new weapons!"

The man with a mustache nodded and raised the hunting rifle in his hand.

"Okay, hurry up and hurry up and get out of the mountain before the sun sets! I have stayed on this mountain and I want to go out and have fun right away!"

The bearded man threw away the hunting rifle in his hand, spitted hard on the ground, and ran wildly in the direction of the macaque's escape.

"Hehe, brothers, compare speed, I lost to pay the bill in the whole house tonight!"

The man with a mustache was not willing to be outdone. He threw away the hunting rifle in his hand, pulled his foot and rushed forward.

"Trade!", the youngest man also used all his strength to chase forward.

The macaque's back was injurious and lost a lot of blood, and its physical strength gradually became weak and its speed tended to slow down.

The youngest man stayed at the end, and the bearded man was slightly better than the other two in speed, surpassing the bearded man, leading the way in the front, only more than a hundred meters away from the macaque, and laughed, "Haha, it can't run anymore, just do it in the stream in front!"

When the macaque fled to the stream, its gray hair was already dyed red by blood. When he noticed Mu Zhengyang next to the pool, he finally stopped and carried a stone weighing twenty or thirty kilograms from the pile of rocks next to the stream and smashed it back.

Mu Zhengyang was practicing calligraphy next to the stream. He heard the sound of gunfire getting closer and closer. Not long after, a huge macaque rushed out of the woods.

If it weren't for its stubby tail and cheek pouches on both sides, it was similar to ordinary macaques in appearance, and it was very easy to be mistaken for gorillas.

"Is this a macaque? But this body size... is bigger than an ordinary gorilla! And with these big feet, is it the footprints I saw before that were left behind?"

Mu Zhengyang looked at the macaque with blood all over his body. The big footprints he had found on the mountain before finally solved the mystery, but he was very puzzled how a macaque could grow so big?

"And judging from this situation, the gunfire just now must be here to chase it! Could it be that I encountered a poacher?"

The man with a mustache easily avoided the stone thrown by the macaque, quickly narrowed the distance between him and the macaque, and hid behind a big tree about ten meters away from the macaque.

The bearded man behind and the youngest of the three of them also rushed over. Each of them found a big tree to briefly resist the huge rock thrown by the macaque, and waited for the right time to rush forward and subdue the macaque.

"Brother, there are people beside the pool!"

The youngest of the three was hiding very close to Mu Zhengyang, only three or four meters away. After facing Mu Zhengyang's four eyes, he turned around and said to the bearded man.

"There are still people in the deep mountains and forests? Since I have met them, I can only blame him for being unlucky and solve them together! Xiaojiu, he will be handed over to you later. Lao Liu and I will deal with this monkey is enough!"

The bearded man didn't take Mu Zhengyang seriously at all and handed Mu Zhengyang over to the youngest and weakest Xiaojiu to deal with it.

"The most powerful thing about this monkey is to throw stones. When we get closer, its ability to throw stones will not be very useful! It is only about ten meters away from it. Let's guard against its stones and basically take it down alive! As for that person, he looks like a college student who came to the mountains to collect folks. With Xiaojiu's skills, there is no big problem."

Lao Liu, who had a mustache, was very proficient in this trick. In his eyes, he could only catch this spiritual macaque, not to mention Mu Zhengyang, who was holding a brush in his hand.

"Go on!"

The bearded man waved his hand, and Wu Laoliu quickly approached the macaque from both directions in tacit understanding.

"Are you a college student who specializes in practicing calligraphy in the mountains? This word is so beautiful!"

The youngest Xiaojiu was still a little stressed when facing the spiritual macaque, but in front of this young man who was practicing calligraphy in front of the pool with a brush in his hand, he had a great psychological advantage. He seemed to be chatting with a stranger, and looked down at the words Mu Zhengyang lay on the stone.

"Haha, I have graduated from college this year and live at the foot of Tiannan Mountain. The scenery here is quite good, so I came here to practice calligraphy. I just started learning calligraphy. There are still many shortcomings. Please give me some advice!"

Mu Zhengyang is like a college student who has never been out of society, so innocent and simple that he has no precautions.

"My words are like ants crawling, so I can teach you! It's a pity that you can write so well when you first started learning calligraphy..."

While speaking, Xiaojiu had already walked to the young man who was practicing calligraphy. It seemed that as long as he took action, the young man could fall down forever, and shook his head slightly and said.

"What a pity? What a pity?" Mu Zhengyang asked in a confused look.

Xiaojiu stared at this strange young man who was about the same age as him. Such a vivid life was about to pass away in his hands, and sighed: "You shouldn't have come here!"

"But I'm already here!" Mu Zhengyang said with a smile.

"You are here after all!" Xiaojiu looked at Mu Zhengyang's spring breeze-like smile and said after a second of silence.

"I'm here after all!" Mu Zhengyang said lightly.
Chapter completed!