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Chapter 450 Too Unlucky
The Hound sees Captain Tom appear with the SEALs.

He was so happy that he rushed over and roared, "Captain Tom, help me! I'm going to die!"

In fact, he only waited for a few minutes, but it made him feel like a year, his neck was extremely itchy, in order not to scratch, his teeth were almost gnawed, and his thighs were black and blue.

Seeing them appear, like seeing a savior, I couldn't help but rush over.

Seeing this, Tom asked nervously, "Hound dog! How are you? Have you been bitten by a poisonous snake? Or a scorpion?"

As soon as this guy came over, he said that he was going to die. He thought the hound was bitten by a poisonous snake or a scorpion.

"Neck! I'm dying of itching!"

The Hound parted his collar and let Tom look at his neck.

Tom came to his senses, looked at his neck, and saw the bloody piece on the hound's neck, the flesh was scratched and rotten, the bloody piece was so penetrating that it made people's scalp numb...

Tom gasped, frowned, and said, "Hound! What did you do?"

The hunting dog was about to cry, and hurriedly urged: "Captain, wash me quickly, it's extremely itchy!"

A member of the SEAL team said: "Captain, he must have been contaminated by some poisonous insect or poison on his neck!"

Tom ordered: "Go wash him and put on ointment!"

Looking at the wound on the hound's neck, he felt relieved. It seemed that he was right to go back to get supplies. In this primitive jungle, anything can happen...

A team member stepped forward and unscrewed the kettle to clean him, and another team member unscrewed the ointment for mosquito bites and applied it on him.

Looking at the bloody back of the hound's neck, the eyes of the two team members also changed...

"It's so itchy, it's scratched."

After cleaning and applying the ointment, the hound felt the cold from his neck, and finally it didn't feel so itchy.

He looked at the two team members with a grateful face: "Thank God, brothers, if you come later, I will itch to death."

Really, if they don't come again, he feels like he's going to be tickled to death.

Captain Tom frowned and said, "Hound, what's going on with you?"

This guy doesn't track well, waiting for them here is too much time, and it's even more difficult to find those Yan Guo guys if they run away.

The hunting dog shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know, I just felt something dripping on my neck, and it started to itch."

He really didn't know the reason, so he looked around and found nothing unusual.

They didn't know at all that it was caused by the dripping Guanyin juice that Chen Hai deliberately sprinkled.

Of course, if he finds out that the Yan people did it, the hunting dog will only hate the Yan people even more...

"Isn't this too bad luck?"

Tom looked around, but he didn't see any poisonous insects or anything like that.

However, the situation in the primitive jungle is so complicated, there are poisonous insects, ants, mosquitoes, everything, and there are so many things that are a little bit itchy and half-dead, I feel that the hunting dog is too unlucky, and it is well-infected.

The hunting dog didn't suspect anything else. He just felt that he was unlucky. This was a primitive jungle and there was everything. If he encountered one, he could only consider himself unlucky.

However, this also made him vigilant, and he had to be careful when he acted.

Tom said seriously: "Okay, hurry up and chase, the traces disappear, and you will be in trouble!"

The hunting dog gritted its teeth and said with hatred: "Don't worry! Captain, they can't run away. If I catch them, I must torture those guys well."

Because of the sudden injury, and it was such an extremely itchy injury, he became irritable, wishing to give those Yan Guo guys the same enjoyment.

Tom said coldly: "Then we have to catch people! Let's go!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded, and the hunting dog led the way in front, looking for traces of the Yan Guomen along the way, and followed them forward.

The Hound is indeed the tracking expert of the SEALs. He can find traces that no one else can find. He is determined to catch those Yan Guo guys...

As he led the way and tracked forward, the traces of Yan Guo's movement became more and more fresh.

The hound excitedly said to Tom: "Captain! We are going to catch up with them!"

Tom and the others became excited when they heard that it was getting closer. This primitive jungle operation is too troublesome. The deeper you go, the harder it is to get out.

Tracked for about ten minutes.

The hunting dog suddenly found something reflective in front of it, and walked quickly over to the big tree, and saw a tiny button dropped in the weeds.

"Found them!"

The hound snorted coldly, bent down, stretched out his hands to separate the weeds, and wanted to pick them up...

Right now!

"Shh!"

Between the lightning and the flint, a black shadow flew out of the leaves under the button like lightning.

"Not good! Snake!"

The hunting dog's face changed drastically in an instant, and his body retreated instinctively.

But it's still too late.

Snapped!
He only felt a needle-like sting on his face, stretched out his hand, grabbed a snake, and threw it out with all his might...

The poisonous snake flew out. It was a snake with black and white scales. It writhed and disappeared into the jungle.

"hound!"

The SEAL team screamed and hurried forward to support the hound.

I saw two blood holes on the hound's face, obviously bitten by a snake.

"Damn!"

Tom's complexion also changed drastically, and he stepped forward with a stride, and drew his foot, holding the saber in his hand.

Look at the two blood holes in the Hound's face.

"The Hound endures!"

Tom's saber was drawn towards the wound, and a trace of black blood flowed out...

"FUCK! Viper!"

Tom couldn't help cursing, without the slightest hesitation, he directly cut off the snake-bitten flesh on the hound's face with one knife, a large piece was cut out, and then two blood holes were dug out with another knife...

This is a poisonous snake. It is impossible to take poison with your mouth, unless you think you are dying and suck the poison into your mouth...

"Ah!"

The hound felt that a large piece of flesh had been dug out of his face, and screamed in pain, his whole body was shaking, and the two SEALs hugged him tightly to prevent him from moving.

Tom squeezed the wound desperately, pressurizing the snake's venom mixed with blood...

The hound hurt even more, and both feet were kicking wildly.

He just felt that he was too unlucky, just got hit by an extremely itchy ghost thing, and now he was bitten by a snake again...

He never wanted to come to this f*cking primeval jungle, it was too tortured.

"team leader……!"

A SEAL commando said with an ugly face, "It was the Coral Snake that bit the Hound!"

"What!? Coral snake?"

After hearing this, Tom and the other SEALs turned ugly, and looked at the hound with regret...

The hunting dog froze for a moment, his eyes showed despair...

(End of this chapter)