Chapter 827: Total Chaos

Seeing Wang An lower his gun, Wang Li said with a face full of confusion

"Fourth Brother, the shooting angle is so good, why aren't we firing?"

Wang An looked at Wang Li with a look of utter helplessness; he was truly speechless.

Wang An discovered that when it came to using one's brain, Mu Xueli was somewhat better, but Wang Li's words revealed a laziness that was extraordinary and a stupidity that was lethal.

Of course, it might also be because Wang Li had been following Wang An for so long that he had grown accustomed to not having to think.

After a moment's thought, Wang An spoke in a sarcastic tone

"Open those big eyeballs of yours and look closely. Where are those wild boars staying? Not even their whole legs are in the mud. If they get completely stuck in the mud, are you going to be able to carry them out?"

Hearing this, Wang Li blinked his eyes a few times, then said with a laugh

"I didn't even think about that, hehehehe."

Wang An rolled his eyes at Wang Li and scolded him with a laugh

"Day after day, you're really something else."

Wang Li was used to being picked on by Wang An, so he didn't mind at all when Wang An mocked him. It was as if he hadn't heard a thing; he just kept doing whatever he was doing, leaving Wang An with no way to deal with him.

After the two of them lowered their guns, a pack of dogs led by Da Hei and Xiao Hei ran toward the wild boar herd.

However, the dogs quickly noticed something wrong with the mud wallow, so as they ran, they retreated back to the firmer ground.

It had to be said that dogs were truly intelligent creatures.

Of course, the dogs didn't stay idle after retreating; instead, they began barking wildly at the wild boar herd—"Woof woof woof woof..."

To Wang An, this scene looked as if the dogs were saying, "Come on out!"

Of course, that was just Wang An's guess.

Seeing that Wang An and Wang Li did not approach, and that the dogs were only shouting without getting close, the wild boars likely realized that staying in the mud wallow was very safe.

Thus, the wild boar herd, which had been somewhat agitated at first, quickly stabilized.

Furthermore, a few wild boars even lay back down in the mud, looking completely at ease.

It had to be said that wild boars were also quite clever—or at least, not stupid.

Seeing the dogs helpless against the boars in the mud wallow, Wang Li habitually asked Wang An

"Fourth Brother, you say this whole area is a mud wallow and the boars won't come out, so what do we do?"

Wang An looked at the wild boars in the herd, who were lying back in the mud one by one, his face full of helplessness.

This situation—where you could see them, could hit them, and they would be easy to kill, yet you damn well didn't dare fire—was truly frustrating.

So, upon hearing Wang Li's question, Wang An simply rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

Mainly, if you're asking me, who the hell am I supposed to ask?

And so, two people and twelve dogs stared at each other while watching the herd of pigs frolic and roll in the mud wallow, unable to do a damn thing.

After watching for a while, Wang An smacked his lips, pulled out some cigarettes, and handed one to Wang Li.

Once the two of them had lit up and taken a few puffs, Wang An said to Wang Li

"This mud pit isn't that large. As long as we can drive the pigs out of the wallow, no matter which way they run, the bullets will reach them. Now, our main goal must be to make the wild boars come out on their own."

Wang Li nodded upon hearing this and said with great approval

"Yup, Fourth Brother, just tell me what to do, I'll follow your lead anyway."

Hearing this, Wang An, who had intended to discuss the details with Wang Li, immediately abandoned the idea.

Mainly, when a person doesn't want to use their brain, nothing you say is useful.

Thus, Wang An continued

"The two of us shouldn't fire together in a moment. I'll specifically aim for the wild boars' butts. I feel that if I do this, the boars will inevitably be startled and run outward. Once the boars leave the mud pit, you fire and send them straight to the afterlife."

Wang Li instinctively asked

"Fourth Brother, what about those little striped sticks?"

There were at least forty of these "little striped sticks" (piglets) before them; the largest weighed about thirty catties, and the smallest about twenty catties.

For some reason, looking at these little striped sticks suddenly reminded Wang An of the roasted suckling pig he had eaten in his previous life.

Although there weren't many seasonings available, that's how gourmet food works—there's a way to eat it with seasonings, and a way to eat it without.

Moreover, delicious food doesn't actually require complex cooking methods; as long as there is salt and it's cooked, the taste will definitely be good.

As for roasted suckling pig, even just smearing it with bean paste would make it absolutely delicious.

However, with so many little striped sticks weighing twenty to thirty catties, Wang An wasn't confident he could save them all.

Thinking of this, Wang An said

"Hit the big ones first, then we'll save as many little striped sticks as we can."

After finishing with Wang Li, Wang An spoke to Da Hei

"Da Hei, see those piglets? In a moment, you guys will be responsible for catching the piglets. Ignore the big pigs, you hear me?"

Da Hei looked at Wang An, barked twice, and then turned to bark at the other dogs.

Clearly, Da Hei was conveying Wang An's orders.

It had to be admitted that having a "dog translator" like Da Hei saved Wang An a great deal of trouble.

Once Da Hei finished barking, Wang An brought the gun to his shoulder, aimed at the butts of the wild boars in the mud pit, and pulled the trigger. A series of non-continuous "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" sounds rang out.

Although Wang Li also had his gun ready, he followed Wang An's instructions and did not fire, but waited instead.

It must be said that the method Wang An had devised was actually quite effective.

The wild boars hit in the buttocks immediately let out quite miserable screams and stood up from the mud pit one after another.

In their panic, these wild boars indeed did as Wang An expected, struggling their way out of the mud pit.

Only now, the wild boars were covered in mud, to the point where their original appearance was unrecognizable.

Soon, as the few shot boars began to bolt wildly, the other large wild boars and little striped sticks were also startled by the gunfire and the panicked boars, all becoming frantic.

During this, Wang An clearly saw several little striped sticks being trampled ruthlessly into the mud by the large wild boars.

It had to be said that startled wild boars had no such thing as maternal love; they truly embodied the phrase "looking out for oneself" to the fullest extent.

After a while longer, all the wild boars in the mud wallow began to crash into one another like headless flies, turning the scene into total chaos.

In local terms, the nest had "exploded."

It must be said that such a scene was absolutely a rare sight.

(End of Chapter)