The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 288 Getting rich

The huge American alligator was completely silent. Hawke picked up a stone, threw it and hit the alligator on the head to make sure it was dead.

Duran looked at Erica: "Good shooting."

Erica turned off the safety on Savage's rifle and said, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to shoot."

Blood kept flowing out of the crocodile's mouth, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Hawke walked up to the crocodile with his shotgun, measured it with his feet, and said, "Maybe 5 meters."

Duran also came over: "Among American crocodiles, this is a rare big one. If you want to get one bigger than this, it's best to look for the Nile crocodile in Africa or the saltwater crocodile in Australia."

"Africa?" Erica put her gun on her back and walked over: "When you go to Africa, it's best to choose elephants or lions."

Duran heard this and thought business was coming to him: "If you are interested, I can help you make the contact. The number of legal places is limited every year."

Hawke thought of Lanham, the Indian hunter who killed Douglas, and went to Africa, and said, "I will contact you if I need you."

Duran said to his two assistants, "Go quickly and drive the crane pickup truck and the cargo pickup truck over here."

The two assistants hurried back the same way.

Erica said, “I remember the hunting company you worked with provided taxidermy services?”

"Yes, the specimen technology is quite mature." Duran said directly: "Once we get to an area with mobile phone signal, I will notify the company and ask them to come over and take over."

Duran asked, "Would you like to take a photo?"

Hawke pointed at Raul: "We brought our own cameras."

Duran understood what was going on as soon as he heard it and took the initiative to step aside.

Erica pulled Hawke to the vicinity of the crocodile's head, and they stood on the left and right sides of the crocodile, revealing the huge crocodile in the middle.

Raul took out the digital camera from his bag and took pictures of Hawke and Erica.

Erica and Hawke each picked up their guns and took a photo holding guns.

After taking the photo, Raul took a quick look to make sure there was no problem with the photo, and put away the camera.

Two pickup trucks drove over one after another, one of which was equipped with a crane specially designed to lift large prey.

Duran found professional tools, removed the iron hook from the crocodile's mouth, tied the rope around the crocodile's neck, and hung it on the crane hook.

The crane made a mechanical friction sound and pulled up the huge crocodile.

Duran measured the length and it was 5.04 meters.

Hawke and Erica stood on both sides of the hanging alligator and let Raul take pictures.

The crocodile was loaded into the bed of the pickup truck, and the smell of blood became stronger.

But no one cared. The group had four cars and more than a dozen guns. Even if a group of African lions came, they would let them see the horror of modern firepower.

In many Hollywood horror films with animal attacks as the theme, the animals' abilities are magnified several times to control humans' use of tools.

Just like in zombie movies, if there were no limits on modern human firepower, it would be impossible to make such movies.

After waiting for a whole morning and hunting for some time, everyone, including Hawke and Erica, were hungry.

The group cleared a piece of space in a slightly drier place, set up a stove, and had a makeshift picnic.

Duran went out for a walk and came back with a wild turkey.

The meat of this thing is not delicious, it’s even very unpalatable. Not many people eat it except on Thanksgiving.

Duran cut off two chicken legs and threw the rest into the lake.

Hawke grilled one of the chicken legs and the taste was indescribable.

Erica took only one bite and then stopped touching it. She said to Hawke, "You're a great cook. Why did you make it taste so weird this time?"

Hawke said: "The ingredients are too bad, and there is nothing the chef can do."

In his previous life, turkey was once promoted in the place where he lived, but it was difficult to eat meat at that time.

Even so, the turkeys were not popularized and soon disappeared from the entire county without a trace.

If there is a way to make it taste better, this thing will not be impossible to promote.

Duran found Hawke and Erica and said, "After dinner, let's take a short rest. We will go back first. When we have a signal on our cell phones, I will contact the hunting company and ask them to take the crocodile away. Then we will go into the forest and look for black bears."

Hawke said, “Okay.”

After Duran left, Erica unscrewed a bottle of water, handed it to Hawke, and said, "If we can't hunt a bear this afternoon, we'll get a wild boar for Brian."

Wild boars are rampant here. Hawke thought for a moment and said, "If we can't get a bear, let's get a crocodile."

Hawke said, “That’s fine.”

There was a voice coming from the other side. Duran's assistant named Lemmer had a stomachache and wanted to go to the bathroom.

Duran hadn't finished his lunch yet, and he shouted, "Get to the leeward side, you bastard, and stay away, or I'll throw you into the lake."

On the other side, the assistant gave Lemmer the middle finger.

Lemmer entered the sparse woods and walked as far away as possible.

He was a fairly particular person, after all, his companions were having dinner together, and they walked nearly a hundred meters away.

Turning behind a big tree, Lemmer squatted down and felt relieved immediately. Then he smelled a foul odor.

At first, he thought it was the smell of poop, but then he realized something was wrong.

Although Lemmer was not as experienced as Duran, he had been in the wild for many years and knew that this was the fishy smell of carnivorous beasts.

He quickly turned his head and saw a black bear nearly two meters tall standing not far behind him.

The bear's black fur was covered with white powder, its eyes were bloodshot, and it was shaking its head, which looked quite strange.

Lemmer didn't dare to gamble. Without even having time to pull up his pants, he grabbed the tree in front of him and climbed up, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Help! Help!" The sound could be heard far away, but it also alarmed the black bear.

The black bear roared, dropped its front legs to the ground, and rushed towards the tree.

Lemmer climbed the tree very quickly, but the black bear was not slow at all and was extremely manic, opening its mouth to bite.

But it hadn't caught up yet, and its mouth could only bite the air.

Seeing the black bear getting closer and closer, Lemmer calculated the distance and jumped onto another tree nearby.

His unpulled-up trousers hindered his legs and he didn't jump that far before falling straight down.

With a thud, Lemmer fell to the ground.

The black bear also fell under the tree.

Lemmer had put some distance between them. He pulled up his pants with both hands and ran towards the convoy, shouting, "Help! Help!"

On the other side, Duran heard Lemmer's shouting and roaring, so he got up and ran over there.

Hawke recognized the sound: "Bear roar!"

He grabbed the Remington shotgun next to him and ran towards the woods.

Erica picked up the Savage rifle and followed at a slower pace, but raised the muzzle to cover Hawk in front of her.

The two have been training together for more than a year and they work together very well without even saying hello.

Raul and his two companions quickly followed.

The bear roared again, and Lemmer's voice was heard shouting for help.

Duran pulled out his pistol and fired a shot into the air.

After the gunshot, the black bear in the distance was not scared away, but became even more crazy.

Leimer was as agile as a monkey and climbed up a not-so-thick tree.

The black bear did not climb up, but stood up and shook the tree vigorously.

Duran fired repeatedly at the black bear, but the distance was too far and the pistol was useless.

How could Hawke let go of the big black bear that came to his door? He loaded the shotgun with single-headed bear hunting bullets while running and surpassed Duran in a few steps.

The tree couldn't bear the weight and fell down tiltedly.

The black bear roared again.

Hawke stopped, put the butt of the shotgun against his shoulder, and pulled the trigger while the bear was in his mouth.

boom!
The gunshot rang out, Hawke quickly ejected the shell and fired the second shot at high speed.

The two bullets flew into the black bear's open mouth one after another and came out from the back of its head.

Blood spurted out from the back of the black bear's head and it fell to the ground with a thud.

Hawke's gun was still against his shoulder. He glanced around to make sure there was no other danger before putting down the shotgun.

He glanced at the bloody and fleshy remains that had fallen on the dead leaves in the forest floor, and could only repair them later.

Brian shouldn't mind the patched stuffed black bear.

Duran was old and couldn't match Hawke's speed at all. He had just arrived at this time. He glanced at Hawke and said, "Thank you."

Hawke turned around and nodded slightly at him.

Duran hurried to help Lemmer up.

This guy is pretty smart, he only has some bumps and scrapes on his body, nothing serious.

Erica and others also rushed over from behind.

Hawke said to her, "Brian's bear is here."

Erica took a few steps closer and said, "It smells like the class card print."

Hawke looked at the white powder on the bear's body and believed Erica's judgment. After all, she was a professional.

"Why are there class card marks on the bear's body?" He came to the black bear's body.

Duran asked Lemmer to deal with his body quickly, and he and another assistant came to Black Bear.

Hawke turned the bear's paw over and pulled out a piece of orange cloth from between its claws.

Duran wiped the white powder on the bear's mouth, put it close to his nose and sniffed it, then wiped it off and said, "This stupid bear seems to have eaten a lesson card. No wonder it was not scared away by the gunshot."

Hawke said: "It's rare for a bear to eat a lesson card."

Erica had been observing the woods from a distance with a telescope. At this moment, she saw a torn orange-red bag in the distance in front of her. She pointed at it and said, "There is a bag, the color is similar to the cloth in your hand."

The two assistants who came over from behind said, "Let's go and take a look?"

Lemmer walked over there first, followed by Duran and another assistant.

Hawke and Erica looked at each other, then separated a little, as they had done during training, and continued forward at a distance.

Several bodyguards followed behind not too far away.

Lemmer was the first to come to the bag that was torn by the bear. He squatted down and turned it over. One by one, palm-sized plastic bags were turned out, all filled with white powder.

Seeing this, Duran quickened his pace, grabbed a bag, weighed it, and said, "A bag like this can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars in Orlando."

Another assistant said, "We're rich!"

Hawke and Erica heard these words, and they stopped almost at the same time, each standing next to a tree thicker than a person, and quietly opened the safety of the gun in their hands.

Hawke gestured to the back, and Raul and the other two also became fully alert.

(End of this chapter)