Entertainment World: The Wild God of Gourmet

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In ancient Indians, there was a special method of hunting crocodiles called spear killing.

When hunting, the ancient Indians usually used spears instead of bows and arrows. They would tie the fangs of agouti to a wooden stick to make simple but deadly spears.

Usually, what they have to deal with is the crocodile lying quietly in the swamp with its mouth wide open, quietly leaning over, and then carefully stabbing the wooden spear into the crocodile's mouth, during which time the crocodile can't notice the abnormality. After stealthily poking the wooden spear into the mouth, he suddenly exerted force, and instantly pierced the whole wooden spear into the crocodile's throat, and poured it straight into the stomach.

The crocodile reacts violently to the pain, and all you have to do is hold on to the wooden spear and you'll shuffle its guts until it struggles to its death. ...It's like having a gastroscopy in a hospital.

The premise of this spear method is that the wooden spear cannot touch any oral organs before piercing. Otherwise, it will close its mouth immediately, and then frantically pounce on you and bite you to death.

But no matter how experienced an old Indian hunter is, I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought of the current situation. The plot that has always only appeared in horror movies has actually been staged in front of my eyes.

Unheard of, unseen!

Looking up from the water to the sky, the sky is red all day, like a mirror.

Looking down in the water, it is a deep and ruthless river with no bottom. He just floated in the middle of the water. A small human being, relying on a three-meter-long wooden spear, was about to fight a 7-meter-long, terrifying monster weighing nearly two tons.

Anyone who sees such a scene will shake his head and say, "Dead!"

"Hopeless!"

"Let's go!"

However... Even when evaluating, don't neglect the feelings of the hero.

The reality is not satisfactory. Chen Ergou is very familiar with Indian spear killing methods, but none of them can be applied to his own situation, because the crocodile king in front of him is hunting underwater and it is constantly moving.

But he still won't give up, this is his only way. His eyes were wide open, the strong water pressure oppressed his eyeballs and swollen, but he still didn't dare to close his eyes a little bit. He observes hard, observes hard...

"Three meters, two meters...!"

"I see!" I roared in my heart!

Finally let him see,

Seeing the white spot in the crocodile king's throat, he took out his spear without hesitation at this moment.

With all my strength, stab out, stab out, stab out!

The tense muscles all over his body trembled at this moment, transmitting all the strength to his arms, and instantly pierced the three-meter-long wooden spear fiercely. The three-meter-long wooden spear submerged into the two-meter-long spear in an instant. Pierced the throat, but not the stomach.

This is not an azimuth deviation, but Chen Ergou deliberately did it. Even if he was holding a three-meter-long wooden spear for a seven-meter-long behemoth, it was still a child's play. How can it penetrate the stomach?

He clearly knew where the crocodile's deadly spot was. The wooden spear was slightly tilted upwards, and it was poured into the spine at the back of the head. The powerful force burst out at the tip of the wooden spear instantly, and the spine broke due to stress. The next moment, the crocodile king closed his mouth fiercely, and the wooden spear got stuck in the gap between his teeth with a creak, but was not bitten off.

Chen Ergou firmly grasped the end of the wooden spear, feeling a huge force pushing him to roll hard in the river. Like a broken sack, it rampages and overwhelms the river. He felt that his chest was hit hard by the reaction force of the arm's return, and he spit out a mouthful of blood from his throat, and gurgled bubbles from his mouth, and he almost couldn't hold his breath.

Both arms were numb, but they still held onto the wooden spear tightly.

Accompanied by the giant crocodile king tumbling violently on the river, such a scene of embarrassment really makes the viewer cry and the one who hears it cry. Is this still their omnipotent dog master? This is probably the most ferocious beast he has encountered since his debut.

God knows how brutal this two-ton big thing is with his life. The hearts of countless people were severely tangled.

But even Chen Ergou is human after all, not a crocodile that can dive for five hours. When he couldn't hold his breath, he was forced to let go of the wooden spear, nimbly avoided the huge body of the rolling crocodile, and managed to surface.

"Huh~~~"

It feels like a drowning person who is about to die, finally breathing the most precious air in the world.

But he seemed to have forgotten to count, and he only killed three crocodiles, and the other two crocodiles that were eating the same kind did not go far. Hearing the dying roar of the huge crocodile king at this moment, the two cold-blooded animals finally let go of their food and swam towards him with their limbs left and right.

Chen Ergou, who just took a breath of dying air, had to tense his body and nerves again. Fortunately, he saw the raft and backpack, but it was too far away and too late.

But he still has a knife, and he will never give up until the last moment! The crocodile king has been fucked, are you still afraid of these two?

At this moment--

"Moo~!"

A desolate, old roar, which seemed to have been shouted from ancient times to modern times, suddenly resounded across the entire wide river and most of the rainforest.

Hearing such a familiar roar, everyone raised their heads in horror.

"Could it be that the roar just now did not come from the mouth of the crocodile?"

Even the two crocodiles that were about to hunt stopped abruptly, and kept barking in the direction of the sound on the river surface.

"This is the sound that a crocodile should have." Chen Ergou suddenly felt his scalp tingling when he realized that the desolate "moo" sound might be a monster with a larger body.

With a wry smile: "God, are you playing with me?"

As far as the eye can see, a huge wave is surging not far away, rushing rapidly from far to near.

At this moment, like all the audience in the live broadcast room, Chen Ergou's eyes widened.

Closer, closer, and finally see its whole picture.

God!

What a monster it was, like an elephant, like a giant snake, like a giant whale, like... a coquettish mud horse.

"..." Is there any strange things mixed in, but this is what he felt when he first saw it.

In the depths of the Congo River, there has always been a legend of the Congo Dragon. As early as two hundred years ago, an expedition team went deep into the forests of the Congo River Basin in an attempt to find the legendary and mysterious Congo dinosaurs.

In the local Bantu language, the Congolese dinosaur means "the monster that cuts off the river". One can imagine how big it is.

Whether there will be a Congolese dinosaur monster in this river is as expected as the Loch Ness Monster, but over the past two hundred years, countless people have explored the Congo, but people have found nothing. The little information that is occasionally circulated is just a few pictures with low resolution and low resolution. In today's Internet PS era, I am afraid that not many people will take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, the legendary "Congo Dragon" had already roared at him twice not far away.

Chen Ergou also opened his mouth wide, stepped on the water, and murmured, "What did I see... a legendary Congo dragon?"

"..." No one answered him, because the audience felt similar to him.