Chapter 1716: Hunting for the Shadows (12)

Chapter 1716 Hunting in the Shadows (12)
"Baggs..." Albert looked at the leopard's deputy patriarch with a horror.
"Hey, I see you coming over to attend someone else's funeral. This person must be very important, so come over to the lounge to visit you." Baggs grinned. "But what the is it? Some people are not honest." Staying in the lounge, but stealing the remains? Where are you going to take the body of the deceased?"
"Oh..." Now, Albert has no way to smother it. After all, Bagus is not a fool, and the current situation is clear at a glance.
"I will tell you honestly." Albert sighed: "This deceased is my friend, and I will never look at you to cremate his body. I will take him away and send him. The complete body is buried under the Melson stone."
"Yes, then what are you waiting for, take him away."
"I know you will stop me, but no matter what you say, it's useless, I--" Albert said half-heartedly, suddenly glanced: "Wait, what did you say?"
"I said, you are going to take your friend's body away. You are here to do so many things, isn't it for this?" Baggs grinned again.
"...I thought you would stop me." The tiger trembled and said that he could not believe it.
"Why? We are only responsible for dealing with the remains, and we are really responsible for this, or the World of Warcraft Hunter." Baggs shook his head. "In fact, I am the most opposed to this meaningless funeral ceremony. People are dead. It’s dead, dig a pit and bury it, and set up a tombstone to commemorate it. But your hunter’s organization has to be so much red tape, it’s incinerated and it’s funeral. Not only is it a waste of resources, it’s just stupid to die.

"President Nitrow will not be so happy when he hears this sentence," Elbert replied.
"That is a sentimental old man. It is extraordinarily innocent when you get older." Baggs sneered. "Don't say, can't you go? If you don't leave, I really want the guards to come and catch you." It is."
"Hey, let me go, let's go." Albert then speeded up the coffin and placed the coffin on the passenger seat of the iron rider. At the same time, the coffin was firmly fixed with a thick rope to prevent it from being transported. Flying off.
"Of course, I will report this matter to your hunter organization faithfully, saying that you are stealing the body of the deceased when your guards are not paying attention." Baggs added another sentence: "The internal organization of your organization Let's deal with things yourself. You are ready to accept punishment."
"Ah hahahaha..." Albert gave a sorrowful smile. He had expected that he would be slammed by Vice President Castro in the future.
but now……
"Let's go." The tiger stroked the transparent cover of the coffin, and saw Luf, who was lying asleep in the coffin forever, whispered, "Let me take you home."
The roar of the engine suddenly sounded in the quiet backyard. When the guards of the Leopards noticed that the problem was over, Albert had already taken off the black iron. The iron rides in the air, and the leopards don't have any vehicles to fly. It can be said that it is beyond the reach of the whip. They can only watch as Albert flies away with Luf's body. The iron tail's engine tail light dragged a long golden glow in the dark night sky, as if it was a hang on the dead.
"The automatic navigation system is turned on and the destination is Lucerne." Elbert dialed a few buttons on the iron ride.
"It's Melson Stone." The cat-boy teenager sitting behind the tiger's youth corrected.
"Where, the official statement is of course like that, but the cats always have deviations in pronunciation. They will call Melson Stone a 喵森石." Albert laughed. "You don't feel so called." Cute?"
"Don't think." Mutter said faintly.
"It’s a boring little devil." Albert groaned, and couldn’t get a word: "It’s about an hour before I arrive at Lucerne. Are you tired? If you are tired, take a chance to sleep, we have to Lufu is buried, but it is physical strength."
"I don't know if you say it." Mut fastened his seat belt to prevent himself from slipping from the iron ride in the unconscious of sleeping: "When you arrive, remember to wake me up."
"Okay, sleep." The tiger promised. Then he felt that the cat man had hugged his waist from behind, and the kitten's claws were soft and hot. The tiger himself also found a comfortable sitting position on the iron rider's panel, because it has been converted into automatic navigation, this iron ride almost does not need Albert to drive to automatically reach the destination, Albert can also take the opportunity to hit a plane Hey.
"Mut, fell asleep?" The tiger felt a little sleepy and asked in a low voice.
no answer. Responding to the tiger youth is a steady and extremely slow cry. The cat-and-boys have fallen asleep behind Albert, and they slept very well.
"Good night." Albert also closed his eyes and planned to take a break.
A certain day of the month.
auzw.com Albert was awakened by some very fragrant smell, just got up from the bed and immediately felt hungry.
"What are you doing?" The tiger climbed out of the tent and saw the cat-and-boy who was cooking on fire: "Hey, will you be a cook?"
"It will be a little." Cats and teenagers are shaking their tails when they are cooking, and they are very relaxed. In the simple iron pan for travel, there is a very fragrant stew broth, and the aromas of the various ingredients are cleverly mixed together, which is very harmonious.
The cat's boy's ear moved, suddenly remembered what it was like, stopped the hand that stirred the stew: "Is there a problem with cooking here? Wouldn't it scare our target?"
"It depends on what kind of Warcraft you have to deal with. The python that you want to hunt this time is not afraid of fireworks. You can even say that you are cooking here, but the smell of food may lead it." Albert said: "Is the ingredients enough? Do you want me to get more? Let this fragrance float out, maybe we can easily bring the target over, without having to go all the way to hunt down the target. "
"Okay." The cat man smiled blushingly. "Go and get some more meat. There are a lot of vegetables in the ingredients here, so there is no meat."
"Very good." The tiger looked out happily with a hunting bow.
However, five minutes later, just after picking up a rabbit shot from the ground by a bow and arrow, Albert heard the screams from afar.
"Wow, ah, ah, ah!" "The cat man screamed and ran towards Albert, holding the pot stew in his hand.
"What are you doing?" The tiger, who was completely unclear, ran up and caught up with the cat boy.
"There are, there are, there are, there are monsters!" Luf screamed.
boom! A huge warthog rushed out of the jungle and chased the cat and the boy with amazing momentum.
"It's the idea of ​​hitting your pot stew, throwing away the pot!" Albert said as he ran. Because he came out to hunt some small creatures to make soup, he had no weapons in addition to bows and arrows. This kind of weapon is used to deal with the big warthog that is close to ten feet tall behind them. It is really powerless. At this time, they had to lead the pigs first, and then went back to the camp to regroup.
"Don't!" The Cat Boy is stubbornly stubborn: "Can't just waste food!"
"Are you stupid!" Albert sprinted, looking for a chance to return to shoot the pig. But this arrow is not a particularly sharp kind of arrow, it is not even poisoned, tied in The body of the giant scorpion pig is like scratching it, and even the wound is not made out and it is bounced off by the steel-like hair of Warcraft.
"Listen!" The tiger grinned. "You don't throw away the pot soup now. The pig will keep chasing us until we run out of energy! Then we will be hit by the monster." , is it a waste of food, or is it going to waste your life? Choose your own!"
"Hey...!" The cat boy has been hesitating for a long time. However, his physical strength is far less than that of the tiger youth who have been hunting all the year round. At this time, he did not run out of breath, and then ran a short distance estimate. Will exhaust the physical strength, immediately caught up with the pig, trampled into the meat. In this way, he will die, his ideals have not been reached, and he is buried in the wilderness - this is not the ending he wants to see.
"Don't! -" Luf screamed, swaying backwards as he ran, and the pot of stew in his hand smashed into the face of the giant warthog!
Laksa! The soup that had been burnt hot was drenched with a huge face of Warcraft.
Hey! - Because it was very hot, the pig screamed loudly while lifting the head with sharp pig teeth into the air. The cat-and-boys also felt a force pulling him from the side. He slipped from the side before hitting a big tree in front of him.
lb! ! Luf was hiding, but the giant pig did not escape. The giant pig that was covered with hot soup did not notice that there was a giant wood in front of him that could not be hugged by five people. It ran into it!
After a sigh of sorrow, the sound of the sound was over, and there was something flying in the face, almost in the middle of Lufu.
Snapped! However, Albert, who had just opened Luf, even reached out and caught the thing that almost hit the cat boy.
It is a giant tooth of a warthog. At the moment when the giant scorpion pig hit the giant wood, the pig's teeth in front of it were broken and flew out from both sides. The sharp pig's teeth almost made a big hole in front of the cat's head!
However, this thick and hard pig tooth is also like a machete, it is a very powerful weapon. When Albert grabbed the pig's teeth in one hand, he rushed up, and slammed the giant pig against the tree and stunned his head and jumped to the brain of Warcraft.
"Listen, little devil." Albert said: "This is the first lesson called Warcraft Hunter Compulsory: use the environment, and even all the resources that the enemy can provide, to win."
After the speech, the tiger raised his huge pig's teeth with his hands and stabbed it toward the top of the giant pig!
tie! ! The sharp and heavy pig's teeth pierced the skull of Warcraft easily. It broke through the skull of the monster and stabbed into the brain of the giant pig. The things inside were instantly smashed under the slamming, and the wounds on the monster's skull were sprayed out. Like a volcanic eruption, the tiger is splashing.
The cat man, Mute, looked at the scene of the giant Warcraft, and the face of the tiger, the younger Albert, hit the scene of the giant World of Warcraft.
This is the Warcraft Hunter.