Chapter 5 Pistol Throwing

"Dad, look over there!"

When Yang Zhengshan was searching for the traces of wild animals, Yang Mingzhi suddenly ran up to him and pointed at the bushes in the distance in a low voice.

Yang Zhengshan looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Wild boars!

Two big wild boars and four small wild boars. This is a family!

The small wild boars are only two feet long and should have been born last year. The big wild boars are more than one and a half meters long and are estimated to weigh three or four hundred kilograms.

Yang Zhengshan secretly calculated in his mind.

According to the price of pork in Anning County, these two big wild boars can be sold for at least twenty taels of silver.

The price of wild boar meat should be much more expensive than domestic pigs. If you are lucky, you may be able to sell it for thirty taels.

Yang Zhengshan didn't expect that his luck would be so good. He actually encountered a group of wild boars so soon.

However, this wild boar is not easy to deal with. As the old saying goes, one pig, two bears, and three tigers. This does not mean that wild boars are more powerful than bears and tigers, but because wild boars have a more violent temper. Once they meet humans, wild boars will hit humans crazily.

Moreover, there are more wild boars, and the number of tigers and bears is relatively small, so for hunters, wild boars are more dangerous than tigers and bears.

"I'll deal with the two big wild boars, and you will catch the small wild boars later." Yang Zhengshan tied the hatchet to his waist and pulled out the two pistols on his back.

"Dad, wild boars are too dangerous!" Yang Mingzhi said worriedly.

Yang Zhengshan comforted: "Don't worry, I will be careful."

He is not stupid, how can he fight with wild boars? Even if he can fight two big wild boars, he will not take risks.

Holding two pistols, Yang Zhengshan quietly moved towards the location of the wild boar group.

About a quarter of an hour later, he stopped 50 meters away from the wild boar group.

He shook the pistol in his hand and threw it at the wild boar that was nibbling on the grass.

The original body was not good at bows and arrows, but had some skills in throwing pistols. Yang Zhengshan inherited the memory of the original body. Although he could not master all of the original body's abilities, he could master 70% or 80%.

For a target as big as a wild boar, it was enough to master 70% or 80% of the original body's throwing skills.

With a whoosh, the pistol flew out with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The next moment, Yang Zhengshan suddenly broke out and flew out of the bushes like a beast.

The mountain forest environment was complex, but Yang Zhengshan ran as fast as if walking on flat ground.

This made Yang Mingzhi, who was hiding behind, almost pop his eyes out.

"Dad is a warrior!"

"No, Dad's injury is healed!"

Yang Mingzhi murmured in surprise and joy.

As a son, he was very familiar with the physical condition of the original body. He knew that the original body had been suffering from hidden injuries for many years and his physical condition was getting worse and worse.

Especially after his mother passed away, his original body looked more and more old.

Just when Yang Mingzhi was surprised and delighted, the pistol thrown by Yang Zhengshan hit the back of a big wild boar.

The sharpened spear head sank into the wild boar's body, and the powerful force drove the huge wild boar to fall to the ground with a bang, making a painful roar.

The small wild boars around fled in all directions, and another big wild boar found Yang Zhengshan running over, roared and rushed towards Yang Zhengshan.

Seeing this, Yang Zhengshan's eyes flashed, holding a hatchet in one hand and a pistol in the other, and rushed forward.

The distance between the man and the pig was getting closer and closer, and they collided in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhengshan naturally would not compete with the wild boar in strength, he did not think that his strength was greater than that of the wild boar.

At the moment of collision with the wild boar, Yang Zhengshan suddenly turned sideways, avoiding the impact of the wild boar, and at the same time, the pistol fiercely pierced the wild boar's throat.

With a thud, the figures crossed, and the sharp spear head pierced the wild boar's neck.

The next moment, the wild boar hit a big tree. Yang Zhengshan ignored the wild boar and rushed towards the wild boar that had just fallen down with a hatchet in his hand.

The shot just now only hit the wild boar's back, which was not fatal. Now the wild boar had climbed up and rushed towards Yang Zhengshan.

The pain made the wild boar more violent, and it rushed towards Yang Zhengshan regardless of anything.

However, this time Yang Zhengshan did not cross with the wild boar again. The violent wild boar was more dangerous. He did not rush to kill the wild boar, but fought with the wild boar in the mountains and forests.

The wild boar that hit the tree had fainted, and now Yang Zhengshan had time to slowly grind with the wild boar.

Yang Zhengshan dodged several consecutive collisions, and the wild boar became more irritable, but the long-term fight consumed a lot of its physical strength, and the injury on its back made it much weaker.

Yang Zhengshan found an opportunity and slashed the back of its neck.

This slash made the wild boar fall to the ground.

Yang Zhengshan cut its neck and gave it a quick death.

Looking at the wild boar groaning on the ground, Yang Zhengshan pulled out the broken pistol and smiled faintly.

If he didn't have the strength of a warrior, he wouldn't dare to deal with two big wild boars at once.

However, after this battle, he also had a full understanding of the strength of warriors.

Although he is only a warrior of the lowest level now, his strength is still far beyond that of ordinary people.

His physical strength, power, speed, and reaction are far beyond that of ordinary people, and even his hearing and vision are better than ordinary people.

These cannot be attributed entirely to warriors, part of which should be attributed to the spiritual spring water, which brings comprehensive improvement to the body.

Afterwards, Yang Zhengshan went to see the wild boar that had hit the tree. The wild boar was already dead, with a bullet through its throat and blood all over the ground.

"Dad, Dad~~"

Yang Mingzhi ran over with two little wild boars in his arms.

"Dad, your injuries are all healed!"

He only caught two of the four little wild boars, but he was more concerned about Yang Zhengshan's health than the wild boars.

"Well, they're all healed!" Yang Zhengshan frowned and replied casually.

He was worried about how to bring the two big wild boars down the mountain.

The two big wild boars were estimated to be more than 700 pounds, and it was not easy for the two of them to bring them down the mountain.

The warrior's strength is great, but that is explosive power. It's okay for Yang Zhengshan to carry two or three hundred pounds, but he can't carry more than 700 pounds.

Fortunately, it's autumn now, and the temperature is not hot, so it's okay even if it takes a day or two.

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the sky and said, "You go to Jiangjia Village and ask Jiang He to bring some people over."

It's still a while before noon. If Yang Mingzhi is faster, he can return to Jiangjia Village in the afternoon. If everything goes well, he can bring people over tomorrow at noon.

Jiang He is the son-in-law of the original body, and the eldest daughter of the original body, Yang Yunyan, married to Jiangjia Village.

"Dad, can you stay here alone?"

Yang Mingzhi knew he was wrong as soon as he said this.

His father is a warrior, what is there to worry about.

"Go and come back quickly!" Yang Zhengshan said.

He has a little more affection for his cheap son. People are all flesh and blood. Yang Mingzhi was silent at home, but in the past two days in the mountains, Yang Mingzhi always showed his concern and worry for Yang Zhengshan, which made Yang Zhengshan a little emotional.

It seems that having a son is also a good thing.

Yang Zhengshan has never been a father before, and he doesn't know what it feels like to be a father. Now Yang Zhengshan's feelings for Yang Mingzhi are more like a recognition of a friend or partner.

After Yang Mingzhi left, Yang Zhengshan dragged the wild boars back and forth like an ant moving house, walking down the mountain.

Two big wild boars and two small wild boars, Yang Zhengshan had to drag them back and forth three times.

Although the speed was a bit slower, Yang Zhengshan still dragged a distance of four or five miles in the afternoon.

At night, Yang Zhengshan found a relatively hidden place and lit a fire.

Yang Zhengshan certainly couldn't sleep that night. He had to guard the wild boars to prevent wild animals from smelling the blood and coming over. For this reason, Yang Zhengshan also picked up a lot of firewood to ensure that the fire would not go out at night.