Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

After dealing with this farce, it was completely dark.

Zhao Shanhe shook the red fox pelt he had recovered, walked up to Lin Xiu, and gently wrapped it around his wife's neck.

The fiery red fur contrasted beautifully with Lin Xiu's fair face, making her so stunning that it was impossible to look away.

"Xiuer, this is what I owed you back then. Today, it's returned to its rightful owner."

Lin Xiu stroked the warm fur, her eyes reddening, and nodded heavily.

"Honey, let's go home. I'll make you dumplings."

"Okay, let's go home."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand, instructing the accountant brought by Song Weiguo to collect the ledgers and lock up the box of cash.

As the Zhao family's gate creaked shut, it shut out the wind, snow, and disturbances outside.

This night was a night of reunion and triumph for the Zhao family.

However, no one noticed that as night deepened, the howling wind and snow mysteriously stopped.

……

The night was as deep as an unyielding blob of ink.

In the Zhao family's new house, the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) was scalding hot.

Lin Xiu was already fast asleep, holding Niu Niu in her arms, a smile still on her lips. She was so tired and happy counting money today that she slept especially soundly.

But Zhao Shanhe didn't sleep.

He sat cross-legged on a chair in the outer room, holding an oilcloth in his hand, and wiped the Mauser pistol again and again by the dim light of the kerosene lamp.

The yard was piled with mountain produce that had just been harvested that day, along with a huge iron-backed bear skin and a large basin of bloody bear bones that hadn't been processed yet.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

"Waaah..."

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The Azure Dragon, who had been lying on the ground by the door recovering from its injuries, suddenly let out a low, extremely suppressed growl.

It struggled to lift its head; its broken leg still throbbed with pain, but its nose twitched violently, as if it had caught a scent that made it extremely uneasy.

The black dragon beside him also woke up.

Its fur bristled instantly, and it huddled behind the Azure Dragon like a hedgehog, its tail tucked tightly between its legs, its body trembling slightly.

Something's not right.

Zhao Shanhe paused for a moment, then immediately blew out the kerosene lamp.

The room instantly fell into a deathly silence and darkness.

As a reborn old hunter, his intuition is even sharper than that of wild beasts.

In addition to the smell of bear blood, there seemed to be another... foul odor in the air.

That was the smell of wild animals that hadn't bathed for years, a mixture of rotting flesh and urine.

Zhao Shanhe put on his shoes, picked up his gun, and tiptoed to the window.

He didn't open the door rashly, but instead went to the window.

A thick layer of frost had formed on the glass. He stretched out his warm fingertips and pressed them against the glass, using his body heat to quietly melt a small hole the size of a coin, then peered through his eye.

Zhao Shanhe squinted one eye and looked out through the small hole.

Upon seeing this, even a ruthless man like him, who had lived two lives, felt his scalp tingle instantly!

All I could see were the low walls outside the yard, the distant woodpile, and even further down the ski slope...

Pairs of small, green lanterns flickered in the darkness.

One pair, two pairs, five pairs, ten pairs...

As far as the eye could see, there were countless pairs of them, probably no less than thirty or forty!

They made no sound, like a group of ghosts from hell, crouching silently in the snow, staring intently at the Zhao family's courtyard.

In particular, all eyes were focused on the pile of bear bones and bear skin in the center of the yard.

What shone in those green eyes was the greed of someone who hadn't eaten meat in several lifetimes, a mad craving for that top-grade blood food.

"Damn... White Disaster Hungry Wolf."

Zhao Shanhe gasped, instantly understanding the cause and effect.

The heavy snow that has blocked the mountains these past few days is what's known as the "white disaster."

The rabbits and roe deer in the wild have frozen to death or been buried deep, and the wolf pack has run out of food and is starving.

The overwhelming stench of bear blood in their own yard was like a beacon in the darkness for these hungry wolves!

The Iron-Backed Bear is a mountain god, and its flesh and blood contain enormous energy.

These beasts came here because they smelled the scent and are ready to fight to the death!

These aren't just a few wolves! Judging by the number, they're clearly a pack of wolves from several surrounding hills hastily assembled due to hunger!

"Honey... what's wrong?"

Lin Xiu's groggy voice came from the inner room.

"Don't make a sound! Hold the baby tight! Don't get out of bed! Lock the door shut!"

Zhao Shanhe lowered his voice and shouted, his tone frighteningly stern.

Lin Xiu instantly snapped to attention. She had never heard her husband speak in such a tone before. Terrified, she quickly covered Niu Niu's mouth and huddled under the covers, trembling with fear.

Zhao Shanhe took a deep breath, tucked the Mauser pistol into his waistband, and picked up the hunting rifle.

He knew he couldn't wait for the wolves to attack first.

Once these dozens of bloodthirsty wolves scale the wall, not even a god could protect the wife and children, let alone two dogs.

They must be kept outside the wall! The whole village must be mobilized!

Zhao Shanhe suddenly pushed open the door and strode into the courtyard.

A cold wind swept over us, making the stench even stronger.

When the green-eyed creatures on the wall saw someone coming out, instead of running away, they all lowered their bodies and let out a low growl before attacking.

"Bang!!"

Zhao Shanhe raised his hand and fired a shot, pulling the trigger hard towards the sky!

The crisp sound of gunfire ripped through the silent night sky, causing the snow on the treetops to fall in a flurry, and breaking the deadly standoff.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Shanhe gathered his energy in his dantian and unleashed a deafening roar:

"Wake up, you bastards! The wolf is crying!!"

"Bang the gong! Grab your guns! A hundred wolves surround the village! Anyone who doesn't want to die, get up!!"