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Chapter 27 I'm Slotted!Bunny, run away!
In the live broadcast room, many black fans of Yahuazi desperately collected the expressions of Yahuazi and made them into various emoticons.

After seeing these emoticons of Yahuazi, many true fans shouted, "Sister, you can grow some snacks" on their mouths, but happily collected these emoticons behind their backs.

But Wu Hu stepped forward and pulled the arrows from the big tree, and found the short spear, and then made a simple quiver for ten arrows with bark.

It is to roast the middle of the bark with fire, soften it and fold it in half, and then tie the folded bark with a string, so that the bark with a certain curvature becomes a flat roll.

Yahuazi looked at it, and wanted to try bow and arrow, but was rejected by Wu Hu, "Don't make trouble, you are sick now, you have to take care of it, if you want to play, wait until your neck pain is gone."

"I learned archery."

"You are sick!"

"I really learned."

"You are really sick!"

"..."

Yahuazi wanted to hit someone, but he was afraid of aggravating his 'condition', so he could only stare at him bitterly.

Wu Hu was unmoved, and he didn't regard her as a star who needed to be flattered.After getting along with each other for the past few days, Wu Hu knew that Yahuazi was not the kind of person who liked to be supported all the time, and it happened that he was not the kind of person who could always support others.

I don't know how long we will get along in the future, so we will get along like ordinary friends.

"Okay, the work is done, before they come back, I will give you a neck massage first, this time you can call it whatever you want, by the way, remember to turn off the microphone!"

Hearing Wu Hu's words, the fans in the live broadcast room quit.

"This fat tiger is simply not a son of man!"

"That's right, you can't just enjoy yourself!"

"Small trash who protest against turning off the microphone at every turn, the program crew, do you care?"

"Yes, protest +1"

When Yahuazi heard this, he wanted to hit someone.

But thinking about her neck, she obediently followed suit. The sooner she gets better, the sooner she can contribute to the team. She wants to save face and doesn't want to sit back and enjoy the benefits.

So she went straight back and lay down on the bed, but she didn't choose to turn off the microphone.

Wu Hu didn't care too much, and used the same technique as at noon to relax the muscles around her neck, and then gently kneaded the acupuncture points on both sides of her neck.

His hands have been moving around Yahuazi's neck and shoulders.

But Yahuazi gritted his teeth, and occasionally let out a muffled snort or two from his nose, he was indeed a person who wanted to save face, and he would not yell if he didn't want to.

Once the massage was over, Wu Hu let Ya Huazi lie down in the shelter to rest, while he picked up the twenty wooden sticks and went out.

He also made a simple chisel for these wooden chisels, and tied them to his thighs.

"Where are you going?" Yahuazi asked curiously.

"Go to the forest behind and look for some wild vegetables. There are not many wild vegetables. They are all working in front. You can rest if you are sick. I can't really do nothing!"

Yahuazi got up when he heard the words, "I'll go with you! I'm just a stiff neck, it's not that I can't walk, if I continue to lie down, what if I can't sleep at night?"

"That's it!"

The two held sticks and headed towards the back mountain.

Not long after, the two came to the place where Sister Hammer saw the pheasants before, and also saw the trap set by Sister Cai, but they didn't see any pheasants.

"It seems that Sister Cai's trick is useless." Wu Hu shook his head, pointed to the front left and said, "We haven't explored that direction yet, let's explore that side first today."

Ya Huazi panted slightly, nodded, followed Wu Hu's pace, and continued to move forward.

"I look to the left, you look to the right, it hurts when you turn your head to the left!"

"Ok!"

"Watch your feet."

"I know." Just as he was speaking, Ya Huazi grabbed Wu Hu's clothes and pointed to the grass more than ten meters away to the right, "Hey, what do you think is that?"

Through the small camera on Yahuazi's forehead, the audience in the live broadcast room clearly saw a gray rabbit holding a grass stalk and chewing among the grass more than ten meters away.

The small mouth moved, and the length of the grass stem shortened rapidly around its mouth.

"I'm pissed! Bunny, run away!"

"Poor bunny, I'm going to be served extra food at night, remember to sprinkle more cumin."

"Rabbit heads are the best. Welcome to Xishu to eat rabbit heads."

"I doubt whether Fat Tiger can shoot it with a wooden stick. It would be fine if he came out with a bow and arrow, but now..."

In the live broadcast, Wu Hu stretched out his index finger, put it on his lips, then bent over quietly, took out three wooden brazing rods from the brazing cylinder on his thigh, and sandwiched them between the three fingers respectively.

Breathe slowly, then slowly raise your right hand, hold your breath and concentrate.

Tutu seemed to sense the crisis, his lips that had been chewing frantically stopped, and looked around vigilantly.When he saw Wu Hu and Ya Huazi, there seemed to be a humanized change in his eyes, as if he had been frightened, he froze.

But the next moment, it jumped up directly.

But it was too late, when it turned its head, the wooden chisel in Wu Hu's hand was already thrown out by him like an arrow off the string.

The wooden brazing stick with thick chopsticks is not heavy, but it shoots out at a high speed, straight and in shape.The moment the rabbit jumped up, it stuck on the rabbit.

One on the neck, one on the front leg, and one on the back.

The eighth-level [throwing technique] turned Wu Hu into a master of 'hidden weapons'. Although he is not a top-level 'thrower', he must have a first-class level.

The rabbit who just jumped up fell to the ground in an instant, struggling and rolling.

But he only struggled for a while, and then stopped moving. The wooden rod on his neck almost penetrated his neck, which was the most fatal injury.

"Brother Hu, you are a martial arts master! Is this okay?" Ya Huazi exclaimed.

Wu Hu coughed lightly, and finally snorted softly: "Sister Ling'er, don't be like your Brother Xiaoyao, Brother Hu if you have something to do, Fat Tiger if you have nothing to do, it's too realistic, this is not good!"

Ya Huazi bared his teeth, "Is there any? Don't I call you Brother Hu today?"

"Hehe, when I got up in the morning, you still called me Fat Tiger."

"Okay Fat Tiger, I will definitely correct it in the future."

"..."

Seeing Wu Hu's speechless expression, Ya Huazi was very happy, and finally managed to win the game, and then happily stepped forward to pick up Tutu who only had four legs and twitched from time to time.

"The rabbit is so pitiful, you should end its suffering quickly!"

Wu Hu took the rabbit, turned the head of the rabbit casually with the camera behind his back, directly ended the innocent and happy life of the rabbit, and then pulled the wooden stick off the rabbit's body.

Two of them were stuck on the bone and could no longer be used. Only the one that went through the neck did not touch the bone, and it could continue to be used after wiping off the blood stains.

"I said I came out to pick some wild vegetables, but I didn't expect to go back with meat, alas!"

"Fat Hu, you have such a bad mouth, did you get beaten often when you were young?"

"That's not true, because I'm so good-looking, everyone will say 'If it weren't for your good-looking, I would have fucked you long ago'."

"..."

(End of this chapter)