The buzz-cut guy’s rock hadn’t even been thrown when the wild boar ferociously charged at his waist. He felt as if his spine had been hit by a train, and his whole body was flung away.
Before he could get up, there was a sharp pain in his buttocks. Turning his head, he saw the boar directly gouging at his rear with its long tusks.
This was definitely the most painful experience of his life, accompanied by the most primal fear, and he instinctively let out a scream.
Just as the buzz-cut guy was in despair, he looked up and saw a person wearing a cowboy hat, leather jacket, jeans, and boots walking slowly towards him, like the protagonist in a western cowboy movie.
The wind blew gently, causing the yellowish grass meadows on the ground to flutter.
The buzz-cut guy’s mind went blank, and at this moment, he disregarded all the chaotic thoughts he previously had in his mind, including how he had plotted against Li Younan...
At this moment, seeing Li Younan was like grasping at a lifeline. He used all his strength to shout loudly—
"Help!"
In fact, Li Younan had already been observing the confrontation between the two men and the wild boar from a higher vantage point for some time.
It had to be said, the Mexican’s shooting was really quite terrible. At such close range, he fired eight shots before emptying his magazine, and hit only once.
And even then, it was the wild boar’s backside.
This shot didn’t cause any substantial harm to the boar but instead infuriated it.
However, one thing was clear: these two clumsy thieves only had that one gun, and it had run out of bullets.
This was easy to judge. After all, in the face of a life-and-death crisis, if they had other weapons or ammunition, they would have used them.
Especially the buzz-cut guy’s attempt to throw a rock at the boar—it was laughable and indicated that they only had that pistol.
The Mexican couldn’t have more magazines on him, as he threw the empty pistol like a rock during the skirmish with the boar.
Once he was sure the two posed no threat, Li Younan showed himself, ready to bring this matter to a satisfying conclusion.
The boar, having noticed Li Younan, didn’t immediately charge at him, perhaps recalling Li Younan’s earlier provocation and subsequent disappearance. Instead, it cautiously took a step back upon locking eyes with Li Younan.
The buzz-cut guy scrambled up in panic, shouting again for help, but before he could steady himself, the boar vigorously gouged his butt again.
The buzz-cut guy let out another scream.
Li Younan couldn’t help but take a sharp intake of breath, witnessing such a scene—it was hard not to empathize with the pain.
The boar’s long tusks were even smeared with blood.
Li Younan shook his head helplessly and then took a few steps toward the boar, his hand resting casually on his gun holster, not rushing to draw his weapon.
The boar finally focused its attention entirely on Li Younan, retreating cautiously as if sensing the predator’s intimidation emanating from him.
The pain in the buzz-cut guy’s body muddled his mind. It was hard for him to fathom why the boar wasn’t attacking Li Younan.
He turned, sitting on the ground despite the pain, lifting his feet to defend himself while continuously howling, tears streaming down his face, trying to scare off the boar with this display.
But perhaps it was because the noise bothered the boar, so it gouged him again.
This time, the tusk pierced his calf, causing yet another scream.
By this time, Li Younan had reached the boar.
Li Younan looked at the GPS hanging on the boar’s neck with interest, its green light still flashing.
The next moment, the boar stepped back again, preparing to charge Li Younan.
The buzz-cut guy’s screams and cries echoed continuously, but the boar ignored him, directing all its focus towards Li Younan.
The two stood silently, facing off for two or three seconds.
Suddenly, Li Younan’s hand moved.
At some point, the holster opened and the gun was gone.
The next moment, the gunshot rang out, the distinctive booming sound of a revolver piercing the air.
The boar stood there, dazed, blinking in confusion because it didn’t feel any pain.
Simultaneously, there was a crisp sound of metal being pierced.
The buzz-cut guy froze for a moment, then glanced over at the Mexican not far behind the boar. The Mexican was picking up the pistol, and Li Younan’s shot had precisely hit the gun.
Li Younan gently blew the gunpowder smoke from the barrel, then stylishly spun the revolver back into its holster.
Afterwards, he slowly drew the hunting knife from his waist with his left hand.
Li Younan was quite pleased with himself, thinking he looked just like the Yasuo’s cowboy skin in League of Legends.
Holding the knife, he said to the boar, "You’re lucky, I won’t butcher you today, but you have to give me back my thing."
The boar was still bewildered when Li Younan suddenly sidestepped, slashing the knife across the boar’s neck, causing the GPS tied to it to fall off.

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