The autumn in Australia is slightly cool and the autumn air is clear and cool. The sky in Queensland is high and quiet. The fresh air is mixed with a faint fragrance. The tall eucalyptus trees are still lush. Straws of sunshine shine on the carpet-like grass from the gaps of the trees. There is no desolation. There is only emerald green and golden, so beautiful that it is like an oil painting...

The turquoise lake water, purple lavender, and pink hydrangeas add a bit of bright colors to the already gorgeous picture of the farm.

With a small yawn, Taylor walked downstairs and just entered the living room when he heard Nicole's questioning.

"Dear, you've been sleeping for eleven hours." Nicole, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, turned his head, "This is the third day!"

"I want to make the jet lag."

As he walked, he tied his golden curly hair into a ponytail. Taylor lay on Nicole's backrest, looked at the magazine and asked, "Where is Ryan? Could he be sleeping soundly, right?"

"I'm choosing firearms in the warehouse with George and the others."

Hearing Nicole's words, Taylor stood up, walked to the shoe cabinet, changed into his tall horse boots, "I'll go and see."

After saying that, he ran out.

The huge warehouse was brightly lit, and the hound Gru was lying at the door, with black eyes looking curiously at Ryan and others standing by the cabinet.

Dozens of well-maintained shotguns lay quietly in the glass cabinet. Tom Hanks, Leonardo DiCaprio and Drew Barrymore, who were invited to come here together, walked slowly by the gun cabinet to select the hunting gun they like.

"I heard that you have a very good marksmanship and have hit a buck?" Tom Hanks stopped, opened the cabinet in front of him, and took out the old double-barrel shotgun from it. "Ryan, can you teach me the experience?"

"His shooting skills are good?" Drew chose a small-caliber shotgun. While checking carefully, he exposed Ryan's old background. "It should be a blindfold? I have seen him shooting at Harvey's club, and his grades..."

She sighed hard on purpose and shook her head.

"Drew is right." Leonardo walked past the two of them with his hands in his chest. "In terms of marksmanship, I am much better than Ryan, so we might as well compete this time."

"No need to compare!"

After the inspection, Ryan assembled his own shotgun and pointed at everyone in the warehouse. "The first place must be George."

"George doesn't count." Leonardo looked at the silent bodyguard, "How can we compare with professionals like George?"

"Then let's compare." The door of the warehouse was pushed open from outside. Taylor strode in, bent down and touched Gru's head, and then said, "Leon, I definitely have more prey than you have."

"Dear, can you use a gun?" Tom Hanks asked with a smile.

In some states where hunting is prevalent in North America, there are many people who are teenagers hunting with guns. Occasionally, some news about hairy children hunting bears.

"Yes..." Taylor shrugged at Big Tom, "When I came last year, I studied for a while, but..."

She made a posture with too much recoil. When everyone laughed, she patted the head of the hound sitting at her feet, "I have Gru, Gru and many subordinates. They all listened to me."

As if in response to Taylor, Gru cooperated and called out.

"Okay, I'll compete with you. Taylor." Leonardo held the shotgun on his shoulder. "Just this afternoon, it's up to your hound to catch more prey, or my shotgun is even more powerful!"

"Okay." Taylor's eyes were almost gone, "If you lose, Leon, when I release the record, you have to support me for free and be a dancer!"

"No problem." Leonardo nodded without hesitation.

"Poor guy."

Drew sighed lowly, and Ryan also smiled and shook his head. When Tom Hanks walked out of the warehouse, he patted Leonardo on the shoulder, "You're fooled."

"Why do you say that?"

Seeing everyone walking out, Leonardo hurriedly followed. It was his first time here. He was puzzled and asked Ryan, "Will I lose to Taylor?"

"Don't forget, you compare the quantity."

After taking the shotgun bullet handed over by George, Ryan glanced at him sympathetically, "There are far more hares on the farm than wild deer. The hunting dogs Gru brought with him are all good at hunting hares."

"So, Leon." Taylor turned around and waved to him, "When I release the record, come and be a guest."

When he returned to the living room, Nicole had already changed his hunting suit, and the horses and off-road vehicles were ready. The few people who were good at riding chose horses, while the three who gained weight, Tom Hanks and Leonardo DiCaprio chose off-road vehicles.

"I will prepare a bonfire to wait for you to come back." Lisa, who came here, said to the people who were about to come.

"Lisa!"

Since last year, Taylor has no need for anyone to take care of her horse. She rode to Brigo, who was transported here and shouted to the butler, "Get ready to make hare soup!"

After saying that, shaking the reins of the horse, Brigo was the first to run out, and George followed along with the dark horse, followed by more than a dozen hunting dogs led by Gru.

"Let's go too." Ryan looked at Nicole, drove his horse to chase him, and shouted to the three people in the car as the off-road vehicle surpassed him and Nicole, "See you all tonight!"

The heavy horse's hooves shattered the grass, the hound's barking broke the tranquility of the farm. The gunshots from the front showed that the off-road vehicle rushing in the front had encountered prey...

Ryan and Nicole parked at a large field of harvested horse feed grass, while the off-road pickups that followed them kept hundreds of feet away to avoid disturbing their prey too much.

This large field is hundreds of feet long, connected to a hill covered with woods in front, and to the left is an artificial river more than twenty feet wide. At this time, except for a few haystacks and low grass roots, you can almost see the end at a glance.

With a few horses gathered together, Ryan walked forward. A few dozen feet away, Taylor led a group of hunting dogs, carrying a small-caliber shotgun, standing beside George, using a military telescope to observe the situation ahead.

"Dear, have you found your prey?" Nicole put the cowboy hat on her back on her head.

"The hares on the farm are almost flooding." Ryan squatted down and looked at the obviously gnawed grassroots. "If we make money on this farm, we will definitely hate these hares and wild deer."

"Gru!"

Taylor suddenly pointed to a place and whistled. More than a dozen hunting dogs rushed out like arrows. When their roars rang out, a fat hare ran out from behind the grass roots and fled in panic.

These hunting dogs led by Gru have undergone rigorous training. Over the past six months, they have experienced countless battles with hares on the farm. They are experienced and know how to deal with these cunning rabbits.

Some hunting dogs chased their tails, some surrounded them from both sides, and some other ones accelerated their speed and ran to the front to intercept them.

There was no suspense. In just a few minutes, Gru ran back with a hare in his arms, while Taylor took out a handful of jerky to reward these guys who were working hard.

The staff from the farm behind took the hare away, and Ryan and the others continued to walk forward.

"Bang!"

Gunshots came again from a very far distance.

"It's Big Tom and the others." Taylor picked up the telescope and looked at it. "It seemed that nothing was hit."

This farm, through Nicole's investment, has a total area of ​​more than 30,000 acres. In addition to some areas developed into farmland, there are also large areas of wasteland, woods and hills. These places are protected by relevant regulations, but many of the animals living in it are harmed by the farm.

The four of them walked slowly towards the sparse forest at a distance, and their thick horse boots stepped on the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, making slight cracking sounds.

"Shh!"

Not far from entering the woods, George leaned against a thick eucalyptus tree and raised his fingers at Ryan and others. More than a dozen hunting dogs immediately fell down and prepared to attack.

The rustling sound of the hooves stomping the fallen leaves suddenly sounded, and it was getting closer and closer. Looking through the gaps in the woods, you could see some animals running quickly, as if there were natural enemies chasing them behind you.

There are no wild large predators in Australia, which are obviously wild deer and are almost unthreatened by animals in nature.

"It was Tom and the others who shot and alarmed the wild deer." Ryan snatched the telescope from Taylor, observed it, and said, "They should pass fifty feet away from our left, gentlemen, ladies, it's time to show your marksmanship."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nicole and Taylor had taken off their respective shotguns, quickly loaded the bullets, and found the right shooting position.

George leaned against the eucalyptus and listened attentively to the sound of the deer running, "Twenty seconds later, the most suitable shooting distance."

With one big stride, Ryan leaned on the big tree and aimed directly in front of him, preparing to shoot at any time.

This time it was a bit difficult. Although the speed of the deer group dropped significantly from the sound of running, it was also a moving target.

About twenty adult deer appeared in sight. They were obviously very familiar with this forest, jumping flexibly and not restricted by sparse trees. These guys and their kind have eaten more than two million Australian dollars on the farm in the past two years.

"Shoot!" George shouted, pulling the trigger first.

Then, Ryan also fired two shots in a row, firing out the ammunition in the barrel, and the guns of Nicole and Taylor on the other side also burst into smoke.

"Gru!"
Chapter completed!