The boar fell, and the eyes of both men shone with a wolf-like gleam.
Their guns, equipped with silencers, were incredibly stealthy.
"Such a big wild boar, if we can't finish the meat later, we can take some with us. I've long been tired of those compressed rations."
"Okay, let's hurry up, I'm so hungry my stomach is sticking to my back."
When Ah Hu saw Ah Long and Zuo Xin carrying a wild boar back, his eyes squinted into slits with a smile.
He rubbed his hands together, a smile playing at his lips, "We still have some rice left, we'll throw in the bones later to simmer porridge and roast half of the wild boar. It's simply fantastic."
An An, seeing them carry the wild boar back, suddenly perked up and stood by, watching them get to work.
Ningyan, counting the days, realized they had been out for seven or eight days and wondered how things were back home.
She sighed softly, just hoping to find the Spirit Tribe soon.
She had a feeling they were getting close.
