A person in American horror, wearing two versions of The Witcher

The strong smell of blood intensified as the gruff man stiffened completely.

The wolf's kiss, stained with human blood, was no longer as graceful and charming as before; in addition, its eyes, stimulated by the smell of blood, turned crimson.

The wolf girl instantly became terrifying and ferocious.

Not to mention the mother wolf's growl and the three wolf cubs' bared teeth...

Roy still didn't fire or move!

When wolves fail to ambush their prey and are in a standoff, their favorite hunting method is to use wolf scare tactics!

That is, to drive or urge prey by intimidation.

They can even continuously scare a herd of deer for up to four or five hours through a relay of hunters, just waiting for one prey to slip up.

Any living being that is under constant tension will inevitably make some basic mistakes.

Wolf terror is the deliberate creation of prolonged tension, leading to fatal mistakes by its prey.

And now, three large lumps of meat are laid out on the ground: the one the bandits brought, the one with the hoarse voice, and the one with the gruff voice...

This is enough meat for them to eat for two weeks, and their hunting motivation is greatly reduced at this moment.

Their biggest motivation right now is to preserve this meat.

If Roy's momentum is not weak at this moment, or even stronger, then they may be able to coexist peacefully.

But if they show weakness and flee in fear, the familiar wolf terror will awaken their ferocity and greed.

"roar……"

A deep, gruff growl came from Roy's mouth.

This is accompanied by a sudden forward lunge followed by a backward retreat.

This is a demonstration, but also an animalistic act of intimidation.

Lions and tigers are never afraid of dogs and wolves, and with his tall stature of 1.9 meters and an arm reach height of 2.67 meters, he may be wary of the four wolves, but how could the four wolves not be afraid of him?

Just then, after the gruff man froze, Cofe finally let go. Without making any extra movements, Cofe wagged its tail and came to Roy's side.

Ignoring the three little wolves' urgent cries and increasingly intense growls,

He wagged his tail and opened his mouth directly at Roy.

This is a reward for achieving merit!

Seeing this, Roy also held the gun in his right hand and risked putting his free left hand into his pants pocket, from which he took out the pork jerky he had prepared in the cloth bag.

Because it was inconvenient to use one hand, he gave all the coffee directly to him.

Then, Coffin actually grabbed the cloth bag and ran towards the old mother wolf!

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, it placed the cloth bag in front of the old she wolf, then pried it open with its paws, nuzzled it with its nose as if inviting it, and then stepped back, giving the cloth bag and pork jerky to the old she wolf.

This is food sharing among dogs; the alpha wolf in a wolf pack always eats first.

After Coffin did this, not only were the four wolves confused, but Roy was also a little dumbfounded, so much so that the low growls he was making stopped involuntarily.

The old she-wolf's growls stopped immediately.

And it wasn't just because of Kao Fei's actions, but also because of the pork jerky in the cloth bag that smelled so fresh it made him dizzy.

In 2008, California, as the national center for pet food research and consumption, promoted high-end pet jerky with the selling point of "0 additives".

As we all know, only when additives become so rampant that they cause discomfort will "zero additives" become the new trend. This shows how much high-tech stuff is added to that bag of pork jerky.

It can only be said that those small slices of meat contain, but are not limited to: hydrolyzed protein that provides ultimate umami flavor, yeast extract that adds layers of meaty aroma, flavorful liver powder that is highly attractive to canines, and seasonings such as lard, chicken fat, and spices that preserve and enhance the aroma...

The old mother wolf said she had never been tempted in such a way.

Not to mention, this was an invitation from her future family to show their goodwill towards her.

Just now, Kaofei's sneaky and predatory movements, the way he locked onto the prey's limbs, the coordinated action with the wolf cubs to overturn the prey, and the fact that he didn't guard the prey after it was dead...

As the saying goes, a mother-in-law likes her son-in-law more and more the more she looks at him.

How could it possibly let such kindness go to waste?

It walked up to the cloth bag, sniffed it, and then sniffed it again. Feeling that there was nothing wrong with it, it licked a piece of pork jerky.

Ah!

It immediately licked the second piece.

Just as it lowered its head again, about to lick the third piece, its mature wisdom finally made it raise its head.

It struggled to control itself, stepped back, and gave a short shout to Coffin.

The alpha wolf must not be too greedy, otherwise it may drive away its son-in-law.

Besides, in wild family wolf packs, apart from mating rights, the hierarchy is never too distinct.

Coffin, wagging its tail, approached and greeted the short call.

It also licked a piece of pork jerky from the cloth bag, which was also a way of showing that the pork jerky was safe.

Then, the clever little devil fiddled with it a few more times, picked up the cloth bag again, grabbed it, and ran towards the three little wolves.

In particular, he placed the cloth bag in front of the wolf girl, pushed it aside, and then retreated with a short shout to make way for her.

The wolf girl was lively by nature. After a quick sniff, she took the first bite without hesitation.

Its sister next to it immediately pushed aside and grabbed the second fastest one.

The family's newest and strongest member, the husky, loosened its stiffened muscles and plunged straight into the frenzy of its sisters fighting for food.

But how big can Roy's pockets be, and how much can he carry?

The fact that Coffin was only given to the little wolf was purely due to the mother wolf's restraint towards Coffin.

In the end, the husky wolf got nothing and could only lick the cloth bag, letting out a mournful howl.

During this time, the three children seemed to ignore Roy's presence.

But upon closer observation, when the husky wolf howls, its leg muscles are tense and contracted, and when the wolf mother and her sister are playing, the wolf's eyes will occasionally glance at them, and then glance at them again.

They're just pretending to ignore it!

Well, compared to humans who treat people differently based on their status, animals that face life-or-death situations in their decision-making are the best at assessing the situation.

So, after being mixed with cocoa, they tried to see if they could avoid conflict.

Roy understood this. He slowly moved his feet, keeping his distance from the three little wolves, and circled around them, venturing to the side of the rascal he had initially blasted away.

Upon seeing this, the husky bared its teeth and growled again, its territorial instincts reigniting its aggression.

"Coca-Cola~"

Roy called out, then firmly began to stroke the man with the hoarse voice:

A primitive, patina-covered cedar hunting bow, seven featherless arrows, a small packet of blueberry-shaped red berries, a scarred, ugly apple, and six unperforated copper coins with worn scratches and sticky dirt on the edges.

Roy glanced at the six copper coins, which were undoubtedly what he desperately needed right now.

As for the other group brought by the bandits, Roy glanced at them and gave up. Meat without even clothes meant there was no chance of anything to be gained.

Stand up, step back, and make way for the food.

Roy gestured for the husky to proceed.

The husky stopped growling and started hissing at Roy instead, and then it lowered its guard.

Roy, facing the husky wolf, walked backwards to the riverbank, rinsed the copper coin in the water, and pondered:

This bandit is really poor. I guess the surrounding area isn't very prosperous either, and there probably aren't many people there.

Therefore, his gunshot just now should not have attracted any particularly powerful figures.

But then came another deafening roar, and an even stronger stench of blood…

We should leave this place as soon as possible, preferably by following this river.

As for the hunting bow, it will have to be hidden in some bushes for a while. We can come back to find it if we need it later. If not, then forget it. Anyway, carrying it takes up space and is useless. Not to mention, if someone recognizes it while carrying it, that would not only be bad, but also foolish!

With that in mind, Roy washed all the scabbed apples in the river, intending to deal with anything that might be exposed as soon as possible.

He got up, stuffed the copper coins into his pocket, and walked around again, past the old she-wolf, until he reached the weeping willow where he had dropped his backpack. He tied the spear to his back with a strip of cloth, slung the backpack over his shoulder, and picked up the spear.

"Coca-Cola!"

Roy called out and then walked further downstream along the riverbank.

Behind him, Coffin called out to the wolf girl a few times and howled at the old mother wolf a few times. Then, without further hesitation, he trotted after Roy.

The lingering taste of blood between its teeth first awakened its wildness.

However, the spiked collar around its neck ultimately distinguished it from the four wolves.

Therefore, it yearns for it, cherishes it, but doesn't hesitate much.

"Aww~~"

The wolf girl's soft call echoed through the forest. Kofi's ears twitched, but he ultimately did not turn around!

"Awooo..."

A loud, long howl rang out, both respectful and inviting.

"Awooo..."

Sister Wolf, even the old she-wolf howled...

"Woof!"

The crisp bark of a dog was the only response Coffin could give.

It no longer howled like a wolf.

Perhaps one day it will remain.

But not now.

It won't be today either.

It also has its unfulfilled promises and vows.

……